February 1, 2021 • 26 mins
This week’s hometowns include farm stories and a murder out West.
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Speaker 1 (00:14):
Hello, and welcome to my favorite Murder the minisode.
Speaker 2 (00:21):
That's Karen Kilgarriff. That's Georgia Hartstark. Hi the app.
Speaker 3 (00:27):
Enough explanation period. It's Sunday night, yeap, it really feels
it feels like Sunday, to.
Speaker 2 (00:35):
Be very nice.
Speaker 1 (00:36):
I just woke up from one of those naps where
it was light outside when I fell asleep, and it's
dark outside now, and so the rest of the night
is ruined completely.
Speaker 3 (00:45):
I did a little napping in the middle of the
day while I was trying to watch a documentary series.
So then I have to go back and rewatch it
to find where I fell asleep.
Speaker 1 (00:58):
Yes, and not just where you fell asleep, but like
where you stopped being there?
Speaker 2 (01:03):
Yeah, you know what I mean, which could be what
if I fall asleep right on this?
Speaker 3 (01:09):
Because this conversations so boring.
Speaker 2 (01:11):
All right, let's cherish.
Speaker 3 (01:16):
What do you want? What about your needs? You to
do it? Oh?
Speaker 2 (01:23):
Yeah, yeah, go for it?
Speaker 3 (01:26):
All right, here we go, This says the subject line
is farming, childhood trauma. Dear Karen, Georgia, Steven and pets.
I'll save the compliments and cut right to my story.
In MINNIESO two oh nine. You asked for childhood trauma stories,
and boy, do I have one for you. I was
in the eighth grade and my brother, Keith was in
sixth grade. It was Mother's Day. My mom wanted nothing
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more for us than to plant a tree for her.
We went. We went to the greenhouse, and we were
on our way back when we noticed our neighbor's cows
were out. We live in semi rural Wisconsin, so this
was a norm occurrence, especially since we had our own
dairy farm too. These neighbors cows always got out, so
it was common a common neighborhood occurrence. My dad dropped
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off my brother and I and told us to get
our two ATVs to help push the cows back into
our neighbor's pasture. My brother ran out of the house
as I put on a pair of boots, so I
was behind him. I came out of the house two
minutes later and found him lying face down in our
dirt barn driveway. My Grandma Carol, who lives across the road.
This is so rural like farming setup Ky Heirol lives
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across the road and she was watching them out the
front window. So my Grandma Carol, who lives across the road,
came running toward me and told me my brother had
rolled off the at and had ATV and had been
thrown off. My mom, who materialized out of nowhere, was
trying to calm thirteen year old me and my grandma
down while also calling nine one one and making sure
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my brother was okay. She was a registered nurse and
had the necessary training for the situations. Because she was
a badass, My mom assured all of us my brother
was just unconscious and everything would be fine as she
hopped into the back of the ambulance. Well, it turns
out it wasn't. The ambulance took my brother to our
local hospital. They found he had a skull fracture and
a brain bleed. My brother was taken on the Flight
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for Life helicopter from that hospital to Children's Hospital of Wisconsin.
The local sheriff's deputy, who showed up at the scene
and was at the hospital getting my parents' statements, overheard
my brother had to be Flight for Life to Children's,
So the deputy told my parents there was no way
they were driving to Children's hospital while dealing with such
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major trauma, So the officer gave my parents a personal
escort to children's hospital in wah Atosa, which is spelled
wau Watosa. So if they didn't put it in parentheses
the way they did, I would have never gotten that right. Sure,
wah Autosa. My dad says that's the only time he's
ever written in the back of a cop car, but
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also remembers that they were keeping pace, doing ninety plus
miles an hour on the I ninety four with the
helicopter sirens blaring.
Speaker 2 (04:05):
Oh my god.
Speaker 3 (04:06):
If you're wondering where I am throughout this portion of
the story, I was at home on our dairy farm
of approximately sixty five milking cows and fifty heifers and calves.
I a thirteen year old at the time, was left
in charge of everything.
Speaker 2 (04:20):
Holy shit, that's not like a little farm.
Speaker 3 (04:23):
That's a nome. That's a sick company, sixty five cows. Truly,
it's cheese central, Okay. I assigned tasks to the neighbors
and family for helping to take care of our animals
and to get things done while my parents were at
the hospital. My brother survived and had a full recovery
with no loss of any brain functions. I credit this
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trauma with teaching all of us to be slow and
work safer on the farm. It also gave all of
us a really dark sense of humor. As for my brother,
all that's left of that day is a long scar
on the side of his head that he uses to
pick up girls say that's cool, that's hot. Hey, what's
up Frankenstein? Hey? He turned twenty six this past Wednesday
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and he works as a diesel mechanic.
Speaker 2 (05:11):
Hi mechanics are.
Speaker 3 (05:14):
What stay sexing and always wear a helmet, especially when
wrangling your neighbor's cows. L PS.
Speaker 2 (05:21):
I live.
Speaker 3 (05:21):
I currently live in Monroe, Wisconsin, and that is the
cheese capital of the world, not Athens, Wisconsin. Contrary to
popular belief. Humble brag, but I actually do know thees
Cheese Day's Ambassador aka the Cheese Day's Queen. She's pretty cool.
Let me know if you would like me to connect
you would we like you?
Speaker 2 (05:41):
Yes? Free hiee? Question? Does she get free cheese during
her reign? That's question?
Speaker 3 (05:48):
Can she roll down the street on a giant cheese
wheel like we've fantasized?
Speaker 1 (05:53):
So this one's called old timey Wild West murder hometown
library librarians, and we need we love librarian stories. Hi Queens,
Steven and Pets included I'm a grad student getting my
degree in library and Information sciences, so I can do
cool shit in archives. I used to work in an
archives department at the at A university library and was
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tasked with digitizing old newspaper clippings written by this guy,
Alfred Doton. Besides being a terrible racist human in general, Oh,
he loved to write about murder. One of the most
interesting murders he talked about in his column was the
murder of Julia Boulette in eighteen sixty seven. I'm too
lazy to find the articles and feel like you wouldn't
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want to read Doughton's terrible handwriting think old timey cursive
but super shaky.
Speaker 2 (06:42):
Because he was always drunk.
Speaker 1 (06:43):
So I'll give you a quick synopsis what a bummer
to be like, tasked to archive an absolute piece of
shit's writing.
Speaker 3 (06:51):
Yeah, you're trying to pick through, get the information and
leave the racism and shaky handwriting behind.
Speaker 2 (06:57):
Right, that's a viet So.
Speaker 1 (07:00):
Juliette Gulllett was born in London in eighteen thirty two
and moved to Virginia City, Nevada, in eighteen fifty nine
during the California Nevada mining boom.
Speaker 2 (07:10):
If you've never heard her.
Speaker 1 (07:11):
beIN too Virginia City, think of a stereotypical Old West
mining town, and that's literally it. She was one of
the most popular sex workers at the time. I was
great friends with all of the miners in town. She
made a lot of money because of her shining personality
and exceptional sexual prowess, and would often donate to the
city's fire stations. Because of this, she became an honorary
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member of Virginia and Engine number one Jesus, that's the
first one ever probably, and was even elected queen during
the Independence Day parade Hey. On January twentieth, eighteen sixty seven,
Julia was found murdered in her bedroom. She was strangled
and bludgeoned to death. The next day, a funeral procession
took place down Main Street. Thousands attended and the shops
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were shut down, not a respect for her. She was
truly loved by the entire town. A few months later,
a man named John Million was arrested for her murder
after attempting to sell jules clothes just a few towns away.
He may or not he may or may not have
been the actual murderer, but like, hey, don't go selling
the clothes of a recently murdered woman, my dude. He
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was charged and hanged on April twenty fourth, eighteen sixty eight.
Approximately five thousand people attended his execution. Julia Bulett was
truly a hero to her city and was memorialized after
her death. Saloons hung pictures of her up on their walls,
people wrote countless books about her life, and the Virginia
and Truckee Railroad even named one of the Rich People
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cars after her. I actually first heard about Julia Bulett
from my grandma, who lives on a street that was
dedicated to Miss Bulett. It's b U l E T
t E. If you want to look her up anyway.
Thank you both for bringing me joy during my work days.
If you are reading this, I just want to tell
everyone to go into an archive once they reopen. Archives
are filled with incredible materials and hard working archivist slash
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librarians who are doing amazing work to preserve the history
of everyone, not just old white dudes.
Speaker 2 (09:05):
Stay sexy and support sex workers.
Speaker 3 (09:08):
Challenge challenge that email truly had everything.
Speaker 2 (09:12):
It was a great tale, you know, I.
Speaker 3 (09:15):
Really liked it. And also I think that's the kind
of history that, because of our pure caanical country, you know,
like a sex worker like that would be the hero
of this town or this area or a huge part
of this community. And then that would kind of get erased,
totally whitewashed from the history because how dare totally Now
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we have challenge in there fucking setting it straight.
Speaker 2 (09:41):
Right man.
Speaker 1 (09:42):
Librarians are cool, It's very cool. Yeah, you got library
stories or archived stories.
Speaker 3 (09:49):
Are you an archivist that discovered some crazy, old, fucking
fascinating thing about it? Or even if you.
Speaker 1 (09:56):
Just found old rat bones, tell us about ituls, what's
the weirdest thing you found in a book?
Speaker 2 (10:06):
You know what I mean? Snake skin?
Speaker 3 (10:08):
Old hy describe us Nike skin wrapped in our rat
bone to us. Okay, I just realized that I definitely
have gone with a theme. But this is just the
batch I got. But these are all harrowing medical stories essentially, that's.
Speaker 1 (10:24):
A fun theme. Though we don't yeah, we don't. Ever,
We don't take long to pick these. So if there's
ever a theme, it's never on purpose.
Speaker 3 (10:31):
No, it's it's fate.
Speaker 2 (10:32):
Okay, that's fun though, I like it's a good theme.
Speaker 3 (10:35):
Okay, this email, the subject line is a groundhog almost
murdered my dad. Hi, all, I'll jump right in, because
how can you not be intrigued. I grew up on
a farm and very rural, right, very rural county in Illinois.
In the nineteen seventies. Groundhogs were not very popular with
farmers because they would munch the tender new crops coming
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up in the fields and cause crop damage. My dad
was a funny sweet man, the buzz haircut who never
got mad at anyone, but he was not fond of groundhogs.
He purposely would not allow anyone to hunt coyotes on
our land because they were the natural predators of groundhogs
and kept the population in check. I was in elementary
school and my sister was in junior high when we
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got off the bus to an empty house. Our mom
was a teacher in another town. Dad should have been there,
but all we found was a note that said I
cut myself. Went to the doctor Dad. The scene was
pretty bloody, with bloody handprints on our avocado green telephone
and the bathroom sink absolutely covered in blood. Even in
fourth grade, we knew this was worse than just a cut.
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From there, details are a blur, but we got whisked
off to a grandparents house for a few days. This
is how my dad told the story. Later that day,
he was working on his tractor near our shed in
our woods when he saw a fat groundhog waddling along
and decided to choose violence and grabbed an from the
toolbox and tried to chase down the guy. He caught
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up to it as he was as it was diving
under a stack of old wooden fence posts. My dad
bent down, swinging with the hammer at the same time,
but did not judge a fence post with a sharply
angled end that was sticking out farther than the rest
of the posts. He hid his head on it, and
it cut a five inch gash in his scalp from
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just the front of his hairdline to the back of
the top of his head.
Speaker 2 (12:22):
This is hot. This is hot headscars themed again.
Speaker 3 (12:26):
Yes, I swear to God it was not conscious, but
it's so obvious now as I'm reading it. I have
a passion. Also, because the head wounds bleed like crows right,
because the skin thin right there, okay, So he immediately
felt the warm trickle of blood and crammed his cap
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back firmly on his head and calmly walked to three
minutes back to the house. He went to the bathroom
to assess the damage in the mirror when all the
blood his hat had been holding splashed all over. Being
that it was very rural, there was no nine to
one one, no ambulance. He had to call the local
funeral home to get a ride in the hearse to
the nearest hospital about an hour away. What talk talk
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about a conflict of interest, but that was a common
practice at the time there. If there had been someone
to ride with him and keep pressure on the wound,
it would not have gotten so much worse like it did.
He lost so many pints of blood that he died
on the operating table and had to be shocked back
to life. Thankfully, he made it and got to come home.
A few days later. When he was strong enough to
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go back to the scene of the accident, there was
the hammer laying next to a very dead groundhog. Oh
rest in peace, little guy. My dad never fucked with
groundhogs again. Stay sexy and don't ride to the hospital
in a hearse Amy.
Speaker 2 (13:45):
My Conflict Adventures bar is my favorite. I know, it's
so funny.
Speaker 3 (13:50):
It's so good. It's like rural accidents. I could listen
to rural accident stories all day long because it's like
I can't ever think of the suburb I grew in
a GA and how I mean, just.
Speaker 1 (14:03):
Completely different that life is and I'm fascinated by it.
Speaker 3 (14:08):
Yeah, it's far away from things. You're far away when
it's almost like you move out to where no one
lives and you start working with all the sharpest and
most dangerous tools you could possibly be working for.
Speaker 2 (14:21):
Right, right, and anger at little marmots or what are they? Rodents?
What are badgers?
Speaker 3 (14:27):
I think maybe a rodent could be a mammal. Maybe
a mammal. Okay, but this was a groundhog, that's right.
I don't know if you want to talk about badgers separately,
but I would really love to talk about badgers.
Speaker 2 (14:39):
No mind for just a moment, Okay for a second.
This one is I'm not playing the name of it. Hello.
Speaker 1 (14:44):
Podcasters and podcasters with the W like pause podcasts. Oh yes,
podcast podcasters may be a bit late on the celebrity
encounters ride in there's never too late, No never, nothing
ever closes.
Speaker 2 (15:04):
None of our asks.
Speaker 1 (15:05):
Ever close, and if they do, we see them right exactly.
Once we've requested something, it's for life. But given that
yesterday was a much awaited inauguration day, I'm writing the
story of when Kamala Harris touched my arm, I guess
I could have read the subject it's the time I
met Kamala Harris. I worked too many years at a
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luxury hotel in California. I knew I was in for
it when I met Cameron Diaz on my first day
and Kirsten.
Speaker 2 (15:34):
Dunst the next week.
Speaker 1 (15:35):
Over the years, I learned to keep my cool when
being asked by Zoe Deschanel for recommendations for quote lovely
parks nearby, or when Blake Shelton and Gwen Stefani jokingly
invited me on their wine tour.
Speaker 2 (15:48):
I've pointed Bill Nigi, what is it? Nii Bill nii Nai.
I've pointed Bill NYI to the restrooms and tried to
upsell Lisa vander Pump on a luxury suite and then
it says in parentheses didn't work. I'm a terrible salesperson.
If you can't upsell Lisa vander pump on anything.
Speaker 3 (16:05):
Yes, yeah, but if she's made of money, I know
that isn't her whole thing like spending money.
Speaker 2 (16:11):
That's true.
Speaker 1 (16:12):
Always upgrade if you ever get an option to upgrade, guys,
I don't care where.
Speaker 3 (16:16):
You are upgrade, that's not true.
Speaker 1 (16:18):
I once got treated to an impromptu concert by Pink
who started singing in the lobby. I probably made my
dad prouder of me than he'll ever be when I
made Bill Murray laugh. But brag, brag. I always treated
those people just like that as people.
Speaker 2 (16:36):
I always stuck with the hostels.
Speaker 3 (16:38):
Series of name draw. I loved him, but she cheated
them normally, but I think, like sure, I owed it.
Speaker 1 (16:44):
I always stuck with the hotel policy of discretion except
for now oops, and not breaching the wall by acknowledging
their fame and asking for an autograph or photo. All
that changed when then Senator Kamala Harris came to stay
with her husband. I escorted them to their suite, and
as I was leaving, I couldn't help myself. I blurted out,
I voted for you and wish and I wish I
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had thanked her for her service but instead just blush
bright red and turned to leave. She put her hand
on my shoulder, glanced at my name tag, then looked
me in the eye, and thanked me by name. In
addition to the huge numerous milestones her vice presidency brings,
I can now say that I've met the vice president
of the US and that it says in parentheses, and
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be proud to say so. Thank you for reading. I
love your show and all you do, Stay sexy and
vote Elle.
Speaker 3 (17:32):
Oh, you can say that you met the first female
vice president of in history.
Speaker 1 (17:38):
That's that's something you tell your great grandkids someday. And
they write into our great grandkids new podcast my favor
Murder that they take wait, our great grandpa, what's like?
What's a paw for our pets? They took over the podcast.
Speaker 3 (17:57):
It's still pause yeah, still paus.
Speaker 1 (18:00):
Right, and our pets who are running the podcast by then,
because they've created the app that you can hear what
pets are saying. Who he.
Speaker 3 (18:12):
That concept was big and tough. The subject line of
this last email of mine is baby, let's get in
the ball pit.
Speaker 2 (18:23):
Yeah, ball bit stories, ballbit story.
Speaker 3 (18:25):
Best friends, you recently asked for ballpit stories, So pull
up a chair and sit a spell. I grew up
in a very small town in Louisiana, very conservative and
very religious. Every Tuesday in high school, I attended a
Bible study at my town's McDonald's at six thirty am.
Speaker 1 (18:42):
Before scott those questions love six thirty in the morning,
that's I wouldn't I'd be out immediately besides being the.
Speaker 3 (18:49):
Rise to give God your glory, glory nah over our
pancake platters with a side of Jesus. My best friend
and I started eyeing the ballpit, so we developed a plant.
We began to arrive a little bit early to Bible
study with empty backpacks. For weeks, we filled those empty
backpacks with balls and dumped them into the back of
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my ninety three Ford Explorer until I had a full
ballpit in that beloved track. High school parties in rural
Louisiana meant backing trucks up in a circle around a bonfire,
hanging in those truck beds, drink and drinking Red.
Speaker 1 (19:26):
Dog, my last favorite alcoholic malt liquor.
Speaker 3 (19:33):
My ballpit quickly became the hookup spot at these parties.
You virginities were lost in the ballpit. Look The juxtaposition
of Bible study balls and hookup balls is not lost
on me. But the existential crisis of growing up in
Southern Baptists a Southern Baptist in rural Louisiana is the
reason my therapist has a designer bag, stay sexy and
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never what's in those balls? Ruth ps. As a nearly
forty year old woman, I am deep in the throes
of the most difficult time of my life. Thus far,
listening to your podcast has been a rock during this time.
You have quite literally saved my life in some of
the darkest moments, moments when I cling to your voices
simply to stay alive. Thank you doesn't begin to cover it.
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Oh my god, it's not lovely, say Ruth. Ruth, thank you.
And also I have an assignment for you. I need
you to write ten essays about your existential crisis of
growing up in Southern Baptist rural Louisiana because if that
is one story, yeah, I bet there's fucking at least
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ten more that we need to.
Speaker 1 (20:43):
Hear about it. And then memoirs called backseat ball pit.
It's your memoirs. Please tell us that you between parties,
disinfected those balls, because all I can think about is
the many fluids that were on it in the germs
before you even took them out of the pit, and
then the ones that came after.
Speaker 3 (21:03):
No. No, it's basically saying she didn't and they didn't.
They're high school students. Okay, right, they're amazing. That's all about.
Speaker 2 (21:13):
What are they gonna do?
Speaker 3 (21:14):
Ransome down?
Speaker 1 (21:15):
The spilt beer hopefully disinfected some stuff. All right, The
love disinfected and that was beautiful.
Speaker 2 (21:22):
Okay.
Speaker 1 (21:23):
My last one is called my Badass Mother, Indigenous Rights
and Paul Brandt, Hello, my favorite Murderino wine ants and
Crew were wine ants. Also favorite spelled with A you.
So I think you know they're Canadian. Let's get right
into it. I'm in small town Alberta. Socializing pretty much
consists of hockey in the winter, swimming in rivers in
the summer, and doing all the suburban teenage shit you
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do in small towns. However, I was raised by my amazing,
incredibly hippy mother. We're talking forest fort building, weird tea
drinking and aromatherapy hippie, not your local urban outfitters loving
oat melk latte drinking hippie. So an authentic hippie is
what she's saying.
Speaker 2 (22:05):
So now the real yeah.
Speaker 1 (22:06):
So needless to say, there was never a dull moment
in my childhood. Now, I could tell you several stories
about me and my mom only speaking in British accents
when we get bubble tea, the pudding fiasco, or the
time she was in labor and only sent me a text.
Speaker 2 (22:21):
But by far the most.
Speaker 1 (22:22):
Amazing thing she has done in my eyes is assisting
the Canadian government with programs to help find missing and
murdered indigenous women. My stepdad is a well known Blackfoot elder.
Blackfoot is a prairie group of Canadian indigenous peoples, and
elder is more of a rank than an age thing
and has traveled all over the world sharing his teachings. Recently,
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he and my mom have been working with the Canadian government,
even through coronavirus, to help the families and friends of
these lovely women who have lost their lives. One day,
while my mom and stepdad were in one of these meetings,
my mom realized that Paul Brandt, a very famous country
singer in Rule I Lie, and his wife are at
the meeting too. Paul and his wife do a lot
of work with stopping human trafficking and educating those about MMIW,
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missing and murdered Indigenous women. Now it's polite and traditional
to have a blessing in the form of a blackfoot
song to starter d a gathering of significance, and my
mom was so freaking excited because she a raging hippie
and humanitarian with a perfect pitch. I might add got
to bless Paul Brandt with her beautiful voice and helped
put a stop to the atrocities happening in our own backyard.
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The tragic deaths and disappearances of these women are not
something to be taken lightly, and it's people like my mom,
stepdad and everyone using their platform to amplify the voices
the masses do not hear that are putting an end
to these horrible happenings. Thank you for everything you do.
Stay sexy and always be prepared to serenade the famous
country singer, your Canadian friend Gigi Wowig. Imagine having such
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inspiring bill. Your mom's a nurse and your dad's a firefighter,
so you do.
Speaker 3 (23:59):
Haven't parents, No, But that's that's next level, because that's uh,
that's service, and that's really that's people working in an
area and with a problem that She's exactly right, that
that people don't hear about enough or know about enough. Yeah,
and like a group of people whose voices need to
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be amplified. And the fact that that is it's starting
to happen, you know, slowly, but surely. Yeah.
Speaker 2 (24:26):
But that kind of work is like, it's beautiful.
Speaker 1 (24:30):
It's thank god, it's really a it's really it's got
to be so inspiring to see your parents like that.
Speaker 3 (24:36):
Yeah. Well, yeah, it's such a great example of that's
that's what's that kind of social work and community work
is for. It's caring about your neighbor, it's caring about
the people in your country, you know what I mean.
It's just like gets getting in there. I mean, that's like,
that's classic hippie shit. That's what the hippies are all about.
It's nothing to do with fucking urban outfitters. That's just style,
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you know.
Speaker 2 (24:57):
What I mean.
Speaker 1 (24:58):
Hippies are like and shit, this stuff's real humanitarianism, not
capital humanitarianism.
Speaker 3 (25:05):
And it's a little bit of weed which never hurt anybody,
is natural.
Speaker 2 (25:10):
That's right.
Speaker 1 (25:11):
Tell us your stories of your inspiring parents. We always
love to hear that, and.
Speaker 3 (25:15):
That they have to be inspiring like Gg's.
Speaker 2 (25:18):
It's inspired mess, Like we need more scar stories.
Speaker 3 (25:23):
Oh yeah, they have to be maybe survivors of terrible
injuries that their self inflicted.
Speaker 2 (25:28):
Incidentally, what good people they are?
Speaker 1 (25:32):
No, I think separately also want like good stock like
scar stories too.
Speaker 2 (25:35):
Don't you think like how.
Speaker 3 (25:37):
You got your Yes, I'm a green, but doesn't your
parent though? Oh sure, send in a well written story.
You know what?
Speaker 2 (25:44):
That sounds like? Ruth did it?
Speaker 3 (25:47):
Ruth just did. She's actually something up. I'm Christian, I'm
I'm at McDonald's at six a m. But what you
think I'm going to tell you is not We're going
to take left turn into the ballpit. Now we're talking
about stealing from McDonald's.
Speaker 1 (26:03):
Always support, We'll always tell us about where you stole
from McDonald's. Please anything you know, bring your work there,
and that they would just steal like the packages of
the Monopoly cups when Monopoly came out, just fill each
other's trunks with the Monopoly pieces.
Speaker 3 (26:21):
To the documentary, it didn't matter anyway because no one
was going to win, no matter, and they didn't even
know it. I love that document mcmillian's mcmillians. Oh yeah,
and then stay sexy and don't get murdered. Goodbye, Elvis.
Do you want a cookie?
Hello, and welcome to my favorite Murder the minisode.
Speaker 2 (00:21):
That's Karen Kilgarriff. That's Georgia Hartstark. Hi the app.
Speaker 3 (00:27):
Enough explanation period. It's Sunday night, yeap, it really feels
it feels like Sunday, to.
Speaker 2 (00:35):
Be very nice.
Speaker 1 (00:36):
I just woke up from one of those naps where
it was light outside when I fell asleep, and it's
dark outside now, and so the rest of the night
is ruined completely.
Speaker 3 (00:45):
I did a little napping in the middle of the
day while I was trying to watch a documentary series.
So then I have to go back and rewatch it
to find where I fell asleep.
Speaker 1 (00:58):
Yes, and not just where you fell asleep, but like
where you stopped being there?
Speaker 2 (01:03):
Yeah, you know what I mean, which could be what
if I fall asleep right on this?
Speaker 3 (01:09):
Because this conversations so boring.
Speaker 2 (01:11):
All right, let's cherish.
Speaker 3 (01:16):
What do you want? What about your needs? You to
do it? Oh?
Speaker 2 (01:23):
Yeah, yeah, go for it?
Speaker 3 (01:26):
All right, here we go, This says the subject line
is farming, childhood trauma. Dear Karen, Georgia, Steven and pets.
I'll save the compliments and cut right to my story.
In MINNIESO two oh nine. You asked for childhood trauma stories,
and boy, do I have one for you. I was
in the eighth grade and my brother, Keith was in
sixth grade. It was Mother's Day. My mom wanted nothing
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more for us than to plant a tree for her.
We went. We went to the greenhouse, and we were
on our way back when we noticed our neighbor's cows
were out. We live in semi rural Wisconsin, so this
was a norm occurrence, especially since we had our own
dairy farm too. These neighbors cows always got out, so
it was common a common neighborhood occurrence. My dad dropped
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off my brother and I and told us to get
our two ATVs to help push the cows back into
our neighbor's pasture. My brother ran out of the house
as I put on a pair of boots, so I
was behind him. I came out of the house two
minutes later and found him lying face down in our
dirt barn driveway. My Grandma Carol, who lives across the road.
This is so rural like farming setup Ky Heirol lives
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across the road and she was watching them out the
front window. So my Grandma Carol, who lives across the road,
came running toward me and told me my brother had
rolled off the at and had ATV and had been
thrown off. My mom, who materialized out of nowhere, was
trying to calm thirteen year old me and my grandma
down while also calling nine one one and making sure
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my brother was okay. She was a registered nurse and
had the necessary training for the situations. Because she was
a badass, My mom assured all of us my brother
was just unconscious and everything would be fine as she
hopped into the back of the ambulance. Well, it turns
out it wasn't. The ambulance took my brother to our
local hospital. They found he had a skull fracture and
a brain bleed. My brother was taken on the Flight
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for Life helicopter from that hospital to Children's Hospital of Wisconsin.
The local sheriff's deputy, who showed up at the scene
and was at the hospital getting my parents' statements, overheard
my brother had to be Flight for Life to Children's,
So the deputy told my parents there was no way
they were driving to Children's hospital while dealing with such
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major trauma, So the officer gave my parents a personal
escort to children's hospital in wah Atosa, which is spelled
wau Watosa. So if they didn't put it in parentheses
the way they did, I would have never gotten that right. Sure,
wah Autosa. My dad says that's the only time he's
ever written in the back of a cop car, but
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also remembers that they were keeping pace, doing ninety plus
miles an hour on the I ninety four with the
helicopter sirens blaring.
Speaker 2 (04:05):
Oh my god.
Speaker 3 (04:06):
If you're wondering where I am throughout this portion of
the story, I was at home on our dairy farm
of approximately sixty five milking cows and fifty heifers and calves.
I a thirteen year old at the time, was left
in charge of everything.
Speaker 2 (04:20):
Holy shit, that's not like a little farm.
Speaker 3 (04:23):
That's a nome. That's a sick company, sixty five cows. Truly,
it's cheese central, Okay. I assigned tasks to the neighbors
and family for helping to take care of our animals
and to get things done while my parents were at
the hospital. My brother survived and had a full recovery
with no loss of any brain functions. I credit this
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trauma with teaching all of us to be slow and
work safer on the farm. It also gave all of
us a really dark sense of humor. As for my brother,
all that's left of that day is a long scar
on the side of his head that he uses to
pick up girls say that's cool, that's hot. Hey, what's
up Frankenstein? Hey? He turned twenty six this past Wednesday
(05:08):
and he works as a diesel mechanic.
Speaker 2 (05:11):
Hi mechanics are.
Speaker 3 (05:14):
What stay sexing and always wear a helmet, especially when
wrangling your neighbor's cows. L PS.
Speaker 2 (05:21):
I live.
Speaker 3 (05:21):
I currently live in Monroe, Wisconsin, and that is the
cheese capital of the world, not Athens, Wisconsin. Contrary to
popular belief. Humble brag, but I actually do know thees
Cheese Day's Ambassador aka the Cheese Day's Queen. She's pretty cool.
Let me know if you would like me to connect
you would we like you?
Speaker 2 (05:41):
Yes? Free hiee? Question? Does she get free cheese during
her reign? That's question?
Speaker 3 (05:48):
Can she roll down the street on a giant cheese
wheel like we've fantasized?
Speaker 1 (05:53):
So this one's called old timey Wild West murder hometown
library librarians, and we need we love librarian stories. Hi Queens,
Steven and Pets included I'm a grad student getting my
degree in library and Information sciences, so I can do
cool shit in archives. I used to work in an
archives department at the at A university library and was
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tasked with digitizing old newspaper clippings written by this guy,
Alfred Doton. Besides being a terrible racist human in general, Oh,
he loved to write about murder. One of the most
interesting murders he talked about in his column was the
murder of Julia Boulette in eighteen sixty seven. I'm too
lazy to find the articles and feel like you wouldn't
(06:37):
want to read Doughton's terrible handwriting think old timey cursive
but super shaky.
Speaker 2 (06:42):
Because he was always drunk.
Speaker 1 (06:43):
So I'll give you a quick synopsis what a bummer
to be like, tasked to archive an absolute piece of
shit's writing.
Speaker 3 (06:51):
Yeah, you're trying to pick through, get the information and
leave the racism and shaky handwriting behind.
Speaker 2 (06:57):
Right, that's a viet So.
Speaker 1 (07:00):
Juliette Gulllett was born in London in eighteen thirty two
and moved to Virginia City, Nevada, in eighteen fifty nine
during the California Nevada mining boom.
Speaker 2 (07:10):
If you've never heard her.
Speaker 1 (07:11):
beIN too Virginia City, think of a stereotypical Old West
mining town, and that's literally it. She was one of
the most popular sex workers at the time. I was
great friends with all of the miners in town. She
made a lot of money because of her shining personality
and exceptional sexual prowess, and would often donate to the
city's fire stations. Because of this, she became an honorary
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member of Virginia and Engine number one Jesus, that's the
first one ever probably, and was even elected queen during
the Independence Day parade Hey. On January twentieth, eighteen sixty seven,
Julia was found murdered in her bedroom. She was strangled
and bludgeoned to death. The next day, a funeral procession
took place down Main Street. Thousands attended and the shops
(07:54):
were shut down, not a respect for her. She was
truly loved by the entire town. A few months later,
a man named John Million was arrested for her murder
after attempting to sell jules clothes just a few towns away.
He may or not he may or may not have
been the actual murderer, but like, hey, don't go selling
the clothes of a recently murdered woman, my dude. He
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was charged and hanged on April twenty fourth, eighteen sixty eight.
Approximately five thousand people attended his execution. Julia Bulett was
truly a hero to her city and was memorialized after
her death. Saloons hung pictures of her up on their walls,
people wrote countless books about her life, and the Virginia
and Truckee Railroad even named one of the Rich People
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cars after her. I actually first heard about Julia Bulett
from my grandma, who lives on a street that was
dedicated to Miss Bulett. It's b U l E T
t E. If you want to look her up anyway.
Thank you both for bringing me joy during my work days.
If you are reading this, I just want to tell
everyone to go into an archive once they reopen. Archives
are filled with incredible materials and hard working archivist slash
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librarians who are doing amazing work to preserve the history
of everyone, not just old white dudes.
Speaker 2 (09:05):
Stay sexy and support sex workers.
Speaker 3 (09:08):
Challenge challenge that email truly had everything.
Speaker 2 (09:12):
It was a great tale, you know, I.
Speaker 3 (09:15):
Really liked it. And also I think that's the kind
of history that, because of our pure caanical country, you know,
like a sex worker like that would be the hero
of this town or this area or a huge part
of this community. And then that would kind of get erased,
totally whitewashed from the history because how dare totally Now
(09:38):
we have challenge in there fucking setting it straight.
Speaker 2 (09:41):
Right man.
Speaker 1 (09:42):
Librarians are cool, It's very cool. Yeah, you got library
stories or archived stories.
Speaker 3 (09:49):
Are you an archivist that discovered some crazy, old, fucking
fascinating thing about it? Or even if you.
Speaker 1 (09:56):
Just found old rat bones, tell us about ituls, what's
the weirdest thing you found in a book?
Speaker 2 (10:06):
You know what I mean? Snake skin?
Speaker 3 (10:08):
Old hy describe us Nike skin wrapped in our rat
bone to us. Okay, I just realized that I definitely
have gone with a theme. But this is just the
batch I got. But these are all harrowing medical stories essentially, that's.
Speaker 1 (10:24):
A fun theme. Though we don't yeah, we don't. Ever,
We don't take long to pick these. So if there's
ever a theme, it's never on purpose.
Speaker 3 (10:31):
No, it's it's fate.
Speaker 2 (10:32):
Okay, that's fun though, I like it's a good theme.
Speaker 3 (10:35):
Okay, this email, the subject line is a groundhog almost
murdered my dad. Hi, all, I'll jump right in, because
how can you not be intrigued. I grew up on
a farm and very rural, right, very rural county in Illinois.
In the nineteen seventies. Groundhogs were not very popular with
farmers because they would munch the tender new crops coming
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up in the fields and cause crop damage. My dad
was a funny sweet man, the buzz haircut who never
got mad at anyone, but he was not fond of groundhogs.
He purposely would not allow anyone to hunt coyotes on
our land because they were the natural predators of groundhogs
and kept the population in check. I was in elementary
school and my sister was in junior high when we
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got off the bus to an empty house. Our mom
was a teacher in another town. Dad should have been there,
but all we found was a note that said I
cut myself. Went to the doctor Dad. The scene was
pretty bloody, with bloody handprints on our avocado green telephone
and the bathroom sink absolutely covered in blood. Even in
fourth grade, we knew this was worse than just a cut.
(11:38):
From there, details are a blur, but we got whisked
off to a grandparents house for a few days. This
is how my dad told the story. Later that day,
he was working on his tractor near our shed in
our woods when he saw a fat groundhog waddling along
and decided to choose violence and grabbed an from the
toolbox and tried to chase down the guy. He caught
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up to it as he was as it was diving
under a stack of old wooden fence posts. My dad
bent down, swinging with the hammer at the same time,
but did not judge a fence post with a sharply
angled end that was sticking out farther than the rest
of the posts. He hid his head on it, and
it cut a five inch gash in his scalp from
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just the front of his hairdline to the back of
the top of his head.
Speaker 2 (12:22):
This is hot. This is hot headscars themed again.
Speaker 3 (12:26):
Yes, I swear to God it was not conscious, but
it's so obvious now as I'm reading it. I have
a passion. Also, because the head wounds bleed like crows right,
because the skin thin right there, okay, So he immediately
felt the warm trickle of blood and crammed his cap
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back firmly on his head and calmly walked to three
minutes back to the house. He went to the bathroom
to assess the damage in the mirror when all the
blood his hat had been holding splashed all over. Being
that it was very rural, there was no nine to
one one, no ambulance. He had to call the local
funeral home to get a ride in the hearse to
the nearest hospital about an hour away. What talk talk
(13:09):
about a conflict of interest, but that was a common
practice at the time there. If there had been someone
to ride with him and keep pressure on the wound,
it would not have gotten so much worse like it did.
He lost so many pints of blood that he died
on the operating table and had to be shocked back
to life. Thankfully, he made it and got to come home.
A few days later. When he was strong enough to
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go back to the scene of the accident, there was
the hammer laying next to a very dead groundhog. Oh
rest in peace, little guy. My dad never fucked with
groundhogs again. Stay sexy and don't ride to the hospital
in a hearse Amy.
Speaker 2 (13:45):
My Conflict Adventures bar is my favorite. I know, it's
so funny.
Speaker 3 (13:50):
It's so good. It's like rural accidents. I could listen
to rural accident stories all day long because it's like
I can't ever think of the suburb I grew in
a GA and how I mean, just.
Speaker 1 (14:03):
Completely different that life is and I'm fascinated by it.
Speaker 3 (14:08):
Yeah, it's far away from things. You're far away when
it's almost like you move out to where no one
lives and you start working with all the sharpest and
most dangerous tools you could possibly be working for.
Speaker 2 (14:21):
Right, right, and anger at little marmots or what are they? Rodents?
What are badgers?
Speaker 3 (14:27):
I think maybe a rodent could be a mammal. Maybe
a mammal. Okay, but this was a groundhog, that's right.
I don't know if you want to talk about badgers separately,
but I would really love to talk about badgers.
Speaker 2 (14:39):
No mind for just a moment, Okay for a second.
This one is I'm not playing the name of it. Hello.
Speaker 1 (14:44):
Podcasters and podcasters with the W like pause podcasts. Oh yes,
podcast podcasters may be a bit late on the celebrity
encounters ride in there's never too late, No never, nothing
ever closes.
Speaker 2 (15:04):
None of our asks.
Speaker 1 (15:05):
Ever close, and if they do, we see them right exactly.
Once we've requested something, it's for life. But given that
yesterday was a much awaited inauguration day, I'm writing the
story of when Kamala Harris touched my arm, I guess
I could have read the subject it's the time I
met Kamala Harris. I worked too many years at a
(15:27):
luxury hotel in California. I knew I was in for
it when I met Cameron Diaz on my first day
and Kirsten.
Speaker 2 (15:34):
Dunst the next week.
Speaker 1 (15:35):
Over the years, I learned to keep my cool when
being asked by Zoe Deschanel for recommendations for quote lovely
parks nearby, or when Blake Shelton and Gwen Stefani jokingly
invited me on their wine tour.
Speaker 2 (15:48):
I've pointed Bill Nigi, what is it? Nii Bill nii Nai.
I've pointed Bill NYI to the restrooms and tried to
upsell Lisa vander Pump on a luxury suite and then
it says in parentheses didn't work. I'm a terrible salesperson.
If you can't upsell Lisa vander pump on anything.
Speaker 3 (16:05):
Yes, yeah, but if she's made of money, I know
that isn't her whole thing like spending money.
Speaker 2 (16:11):
That's true.
Speaker 1 (16:12):
Always upgrade if you ever get an option to upgrade, guys,
I don't care where.
Speaker 3 (16:16):
You are upgrade, that's not true.
Speaker 1 (16:18):
I once got treated to an impromptu concert by Pink
who started singing in the lobby. I probably made my
dad prouder of me than he'll ever be when I
made Bill Murray laugh. But brag, brag. I always treated
those people just like that as people.
Speaker 2 (16:36):
I always stuck with the hostels.
Speaker 3 (16:38):
Series of name draw. I loved him, but she cheated
them normally, but I think, like sure, I owed it.
Speaker 1 (16:44):
I always stuck with the hotel policy of discretion except
for now oops, and not breaching the wall by acknowledging
their fame and asking for an autograph or photo. All
that changed when then Senator Kamala Harris came to stay
with her husband. I escorted them to their suite, and
as I was leaving, I couldn't help myself. I blurted out,
I voted for you and wish and I wish I
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had thanked her for her service but instead just blush
bright red and turned to leave. She put her hand
on my shoulder, glanced at my name tag, then looked
me in the eye, and thanked me by name. In
addition to the huge numerous milestones her vice presidency brings,
I can now say that I've met the vice president
of the US and that it says in parentheses, and
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be proud to say so. Thank you for reading. I
love your show and all you do, Stay sexy and
vote Elle.
Speaker 3 (17:32):
Oh, you can say that you met the first female
vice president of in history.
Speaker 1 (17:38):
That's that's something you tell your great grandkids someday. And
they write into our great grandkids new podcast my favor
Murder that they take wait, our great grandpa, what's like?
What's a paw for our pets? They took over the podcast.
Speaker 3 (17:57):
It's still pause yeah, still paus.
Speaker 1 (18:00):
Right, and our pets who are running the podcast by then,
because they've created the app that you can hear what
pets are saying. Who he.
Speaker 3 (18:12):
That concept was big and tough. The subject line of
this last email of mine is baby, let's get in
the ball pit.
Speaker 2 (18:23):
Yeah, ball bit stories, ballbit story.
Speaker 3 (18:25):
Best friends, you recently asked for ballpit stories, So pull
up a chair and sit a spell. I grew up
in a very small town in Louisiana, very conservative and
very religious. Every Tuesday in high school, I attended a
Bible study at my town's McDonald's at six thirty am.
Speaker 1 (18:42):
Before scott those questions love six thirty in the morning,
that's I wouldn't I'd be out immediately besides being the.
Speaker 3 (18:49):
Rise to give God your glory, glory nah over our
pancake platters with a side of Jesus. My best friend
and I started eyeing the ballpit, so we developed a plant.
We began to arrive a little bit early to Bible
study with empty backpacks. For weeks, we filled those empty
backpacks with balls and dumped them into the back of
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my ninety three Ford Explorer until I had a full
ballpit in that beloved track. High school parties in rural
Louisiana meant backing trucks up in a circle around a bonfire,
hanging in those truck beds, drink and drinking Red.
Speaker 1 (19:26):
Dog, my last favorite alcoholic malt liquor.
Speaker 3 (19:33):
My ballpit quickly became the hookup spot at these parties.
You virginities were lost in the ballpit. Look The juxtaposition
of Bible study balls and hookup balls is not lost
on me. But the existential crisis of growing up in
Southern Baptists a Southern Baptist in rural Louisiana is the
reason my therapist has a designer bag, stay sexy and
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never what's in those balls? Ruth ps. As a nearly
forty year old woman, I am deep in the throes
of the most difficult time of my life. Thus far,
listening to your podcast has been a rock during this time.
You have quite literally saved my life in some of
the darkest moments, moments when I cling to your voices
simply to stay alive. Thank you doesn't begin to cover it.
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Oh my god, it's not lovely, say Ruth. Ruth, thank you.
And also I have an assignment for you. I need
you to write ten essays about your existential crisis of
growing up in Southern Baptist rural Louisiana because if that
is one story, yeah, I bet there's fucking at least
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ten more that we need to.
Speaker 1 (20:43):
Hear about it. And then memoirs called backseat ball pit.
It's your memoirs. Please tell us that you between parties,
disinfected those balls, because all I can think about is
the many fluids that were on it in the germs
before you even took them out of the pit, and
then the ones that came after.
Speaker 3 (21:03):
No. No, it's basically saying she didn't and they didn't.
They're high school students. Okay, right, they're amazing. That's all about.
Speaker 2 (21:13):
What are they gonna do?
Speaker 3 (21:14):
Ransome down?
Speaker 1 (21:15):
The spilt beer hopefully disinfected some stuff. All right, The
love disinfected and that was beautiful.
Speaker 2 (21:22):
Okay.
Speaker 1 (21:23):
My last one is called my Badass Mother, Indigenous Rights
and Paul Brandt, Hello, my favorite Murderino wine ants and
Crew were wine ants. Also favorite spelled with A you.
So I think you know they're Canadian. Let's get right
into it. I'm in small town Alberta. Socializing pretty much
consists of hockey in the winter, swimming in rivers in
the summer, and doing all the suburban teenage shit you
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do in small towns. However, I was raised by my amazing,
incredibly hippy mother. We're talking forest fort building, weird tea
drinking and aromatherapy hippie, not your local urban outfitters loving
oat melk latte drinking hippie. So an authentic hippie is
what she's saying.
Speaker 2 (22:05):
So now the real yeah.
Speaker 1 (22:06):
So needless to say, there was never a dull moment
in my childhood. Now, I could tell you several stories
about me and my mom only speaking in British accents
when we get bubble tea, the pudding fiasco, or the
time she was in labor and only sent me a text.
Speaker 2 (22:21):
But by far the most.
Speaker 1 (22:22):
Amazing thing she has done in my eyes is assisting
the Canadian government with programs to help find missing and
murdered indigenous women. My stepdad is a well known Blackfoot elder.
Blackfoot is a prairie group of Canadian indigenous peoples, and
elder is more of a rank than an age thing
and has traveled all over the world sharing his teachings. Recently,
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he and my mom have been working with the Canadian government,
even through coronavirus, to help the families and friends of
these lovely women who have lost their lives. One day,
while my mom and stepdad were in one of these meetings,
my mom realized that Paul Brandt, a very famous country
singer in Rule I Lie, and his wife are at
the meeting too. Paul and his wife do a lot
of work with stopping human trafficking and educating those about MMIW,
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missing and murdered Indigenous women. Now it's polite and traditional
to have a blessing in the form of a blackfoot
song to starter d a gathering of significance, and my
mom was so freaking excited because she a raging hippie
and humanitarian with a perfect pitch. I might add got
to bless Paul Brandt with her beautiful voice and helped
put a stop to the atrocities happening in our own backyard.
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The tragic deaths and disappearances of these women are not
something to be taken lightly, and it's people like my mom,
stepdad and everyone using their platform to amplify the voices
the masses do not hear that are putting an end
to these horrible happenings. Thank you for everything you do.
Stay sexy and always be prepared to serenade the famous
country singer, your Canadian friend Gigi Wowig. Imagine having such
(23:55):
inspiring bill. Your mom's a nurse and your dad's a firefighter,
so you do.
Speaker 3 (23:59):
Haven't parents, No, But that's that's next level, because that's uh,
that's service, and that's really that's people working in an
area and with a problem that She's exactly right, that
that people don't hear about enough or know about enough. Yeah,
and like a group of people whose voices need to
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be amplified. And the fact that that is it's starting
to happen, you know, slowly, but surely. Yeah.
Speaker 2 (24:26):
But that kind of work is like, it's beautiful.
Speaker 1 (24:30):
It's thank god, it's really a it's really it's got
to be so inspiring to see your parents like that.
Speaker 3 (24:36):
Yeah. Well, yeah, it's such a great example of that's
that's what's that kind of social work and community work
is for. It's caring about your neighbor, it's caring about
the people in your country, you know what I mean.
It's just like gets getting in there. I mean, that's like,
that's classic hippie shit. That's what the hippies are all about.
It's nothing to do with fucking urban outfitters. That's just style,
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you know.
Speaker 2 (24:57):
What I mean.
Speaker 1 (24:58):
Hippies are like and shit, this stuff's real humanitarianism, not
capital humanitarianism.
Speaker 3 (25:05):
And it's a little bit of weed which never hurt anybody,
is natural.
Speaker 2 (25:10):
That's right.
Speaker 1 (25:11):
Tell us your stories of your inspiring parents. We always
love to hear that, and.
Speaker 3 (25:15):
That they have to be inspiring like Gg's.
Speaker 2 (25:18):
It's inspired mess, Like we need more scar stories.
Speaker 3 (25:23):
Oh yeah, they have to be maybe survivors of terrible
injuries that their self inflicted.
Speaker 2 (25:28):
Incidentally, what good people they are?
Speaker 1 (25:32):
No, I think separately also want like good stock like
scar stories too.
Speaker 2 (25:35):
Don't you think like how.
Speaker 3 (25:37):
You got your Yes, I'm a green, but doesn't your
parent though? Oh sure, send in a well written story.
You know what?
Speaker 2 (25:44):
That sounds like? Ruth did it?
Speaker 3 (25:47):
Ruth just did. She's actually something up. I'm Christian, I'm
I'm at McDonald's at six a m. But what you
think I'm going to tell you is not We're going
to take left turn into the ballpit. Now we're talking
about stealing from McDonald's.
Speaker 1 (26:03):
Always support, We'll always tell us about where you stole
from McDonald's. Please anything you know, bring your work there,
and that they would just steal like the packages of
the Monopoly cups when Monopoly came out, just fill each
other's trunks with the Monopoly pieces.
Speaker 3 (26:21):
To the documentary, it didn't matter anyway because no one
was going to win, no matter, and they didn't even
know it. I love that document mcmillian's mcmillians. Oh yeah,
and then stay sexy and don't get murdered. Goodbye, Elvis.
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Does hearing about a true crime case always leave you scouring the internet for the truth behind the story? Dive into your next mystery with Crime Junkie. Every Monday, join your host Ashley Flowers as she unravels all the details of infamous and underreported true crime cases with her best friend Brit Prawat. From cold cases to missing persons and heroes in our community who seek justice, Crime Junkie is your destination for theories and stories you won’t hear anywhere else. Whether you're a seasoned true crime enthusiast or new to the genre, you'll find yourself on the edge of your seat awaiting a new episode every Monday. If you can never get enough true crime... Congratulations, you’ve found your people. Follow to join a community of Crime Junkies! Crime Junkie is presented by audiochuck Media Company.