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The Axeman of New Orleans
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:09 pm
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:09 pm
Any of you ever read up on the Axeman of New Orleans? He was essentially the Jack the Ripper of NOLA, never caught and full of legend. Anybody have any info you’ve heard or more to the legend?
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Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:10 pm to SaintlyTiger88
Killed two people in broad daylight outside Bud’s Broiler.
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:10 pm to SaintlyTiger88
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:11 pm to SaintlyTiger88
They all axed for you
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:11 pm to SaintlyTiger88
I’m sure his totals have been met and surpassed by a number of fine upstanding gentlemen over the years.
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:19 pm to SaintlyTiger88
There’s record of the Axe Man. But newspapers were prone to sensationalism back then.
One prevailing theory is that it was really targeted murders by the local mafia.
One prevailing theory is that it was really targeted murders by the local mafia.
This post was edited on 5/16/24 at 9:31 pm
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:22 pm to SaintlyTiger88
Hell, March 13, 1919
Esteemed Mortal:
They have never caught me and they never will. They have never seen me, for I am invisible, even as the ether that surrounds your earth. I am not a human being, but a spirit and a demon from the hottest hell. I am what you Orleanians and your foolish police call the Axeman.
When I see fit, I shall come and claim other victims. I alone know whom they shall be. I shall leave no clue except my bloody axe, besmeared with blood and brains of he whom I have sent below to keep me company.
If you wish you may tell the police to be careful not to rile me. Of course, I am a reasonable spirit. I take no offense at the way they have conducted their investigations in the past. In fact, they have been so utterly stupid as to not only amuse me, but His Satanic Majesty, Francis Josef, etc. But tell them to beware. Let them not try to discover what I am, for it were better that they were never born than to incur the wrath of the Axeman. I don't think there is any need of such a warning, for I feel sure the police will always dodge me, as they have in the past. They are wise and know how to keep away from all harm.
Undoubtedly, you Orleanians think of me as a most horrible murderer, which I am, but I could be much worse if I wanted to. If I wished, I could pay a visit to your city every night. At will I could slay thousands of your best citizens, for I am in close relationship with the Angel of Death.
Now, to be exact, at 12:15 (earthly time) on next Tuesday night, I am going to pass over New Orleans. In my infinite mercy, I am going to make a little proposition to you people. Here it is: I am very fond of jazz music, and I swear by all the devils in the nether regions that every person shall be spared in whose home a jazz band is in full swing at the time I have just mentioned. If everyone has a jazz band going, well, then, so much the better for you people. One thing is certain and that is that some of your people who do not jazz it out on that specific Tuesday night (if there be any) will get the axe.
Well, as I am cold and crave the warmth of my native Tartarus, and it is about time I leave your earthly home, I will cease my discourse. Hoping that thou wilt publish this, that it may go well with thee, I have been, am and will be the worst spirit that ever existed either in fact or realm of fantasy.
-The Axeman
Esteemed Mortal:
They have never caught me and they never will. They have never seen me, for I am invisible, even as the ether that surrounds your earth. I am not a human being, but a spirit and a demon from the hottest hell. I am what you Orleanians and your foolish police call the Axeman.
When I see fit, I shall come and claim other victims. I alone know whom they shall be. I shall leave no clue except my bloody axe, besmeared with blood and brains of he whom I have sent below to keep me company.
If you wish you may tell the police to be careful not to rile me. Of course, I am a reasonable spirit. I take no offense at the way they have conducted their investigations in the past. In fact, they have been so utterly stupid as to not only amuse me, but His Satanic Majesty, Francis Josef, etc. But tell them to beware. Let them not try to discover what I am, for it were better that they were never born than to incur the wrath of the Axeman. I don't think there is any need of such a warning, for I feel sure the police will always dodge me, as they have in the past. They are wise and know how to keep away from all harm.
Undoubtedly, you Orleanians think of me as a most horrible murderer, which I am, but I could be much worse if I wanted to. If I wished, I could pay a visit to your city every night. At will I could slay thousands of your best citizens, for I am in close relationship with the Angel of Death.
Now, to be exact, at 12:15 (earthly time) on next Tuesday night, I am going to pass over New Orleans. In my infinite mercy, I am going to make a little proposition to you people. Here it is: I am very fond of jazz music, and I swear by all the devils in the nether regions that every person shall be spared in whose home a jazz band is in full swing at the time I have just mentioned. If everyone has a jazz band going, well, then, so much the better for you people. One thing is certain and that is that some of your people who do not jazz it out on that specific Tuesday night (if there be any) will get the axe.
Well, as I am cold and crave the warmth of my native Tartarus, and it is about time I leave your earthly home, I will cease my discourse. Hoping that thou wilt publish this, that it may go well with thee, I have been, am and will be the worst spirit that ever existed either in fact or realm of fantasy.
-The Axeman
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:25 pm to SaintlyTiger88
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:28 pm to SaintlyTiger88
Louisiana Dread on YouTube had a pretty good video on it.
Posted on 5/16/24 at 9:36 pm to SaintlyTiger88
Think I saw his car the other day.
Posted on 5/16/24 at 10:26 pm to SaintlyTiger88
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Anybody have any info you’ve heard or more to the legend?
Scoot?
Posted on 5/16/24 at 10:29 pm to SaintlyTiger88
Buzz feed Unsolved has a great video on this on YouTube. I had never heard the story up until a couple years ago and saw their video. They arrested a man for one of the supposed murders, but there was no conclusive evidence.
The most erie thing, is that the killer or killers used axes, and weapons at the homes of their victims.
The most erie thing, is that the killer or killers used axes, and weapons at the homes of their victims.
This post was edited on 5/16/24 at 10:31 pm
Posted on 5/17/24 at 6:16 am to SaintlyTiger88
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The Axeman of New Orleans was last seen at the following locations: Audubon Zoo, big ole sky, deep blue sea.
Posted on 5/17/24 at 7:35 am to SaintlyTiger88
Almost all of the victims the Axeman targeted were Italians. Many think he was connected to the Mafia which was pretty popular in NOLA at the time. Carlos Marcello pretty much controlled the city as this was in 1910-1918
This post was edited on 5/17/24 at 7:37 am
Posted on 5/17/24 at 7:53 am to SaintlyTiger88
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Édouard Martel was an unsuccessful French photographer and inventor who traveled throughout the U.S. during the first two decades of the 20th century, trying to drum up interest and investors for a device that added timer and automatic exposure features to Kodak’s popular line of folding Brownie cameras. During his travels he took thousands of automated photos to test and refine his invention.
Often he would wake up early, set up a hidden camera in an inconspicuous spot on the streets of whatever city he happened to be in, and then walk to a nearby café or bar, so that he could capture candid scenes of daily life to remember his travels by. The best of these photos were selected for Martel’s one and only gallery show, in Paris 1924. Unfortunately, Martel died penniless and unknown in 1955, and it was left to his daughter Jeanne to sort through the boxes and boxes of photos he left behind, to see what should be kept and what could be discarded. During this process she came across this photo, taken in New Orleans on the morning of October 28, 1919, a few hours before Martel boarded a steamer ship and returned to France.
It turns out that Martel hated motion blurs in his photographs, because he thought they would reflect badly on the speed and accuracy of his lens mechanism. This prejudice made him cast aside and overlook what was probably the most important photo he ever took.
What makes this photo so special? The night before it was taken, the notorious and still unidentified serial killer known only as The Axeman of New Orleans had committed his last murder, hacking Mike Pepitone to death in his bedroom and then fleeing the scene just as Pepitone’s wife was discovering the body. Could this be him returning to his residence? It’s impossible to say, but if it is, the image appears to belie the legend (based on the shaky testimony of Pauline and Mary Bruno, and prevailing prejudice of the time) that only a black man was capable of such savagery.
Posted on 5/17/24 at 8:39 am to SaintlyTiger88
AXEMAN OUT
DRIVEMAN OUT
DRIVEMAN OUT
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:41 am to SaintlyTiger88
Is there an Axeman song?
I'm thinking a jaunty, spooky, Halloween Jazz number.
I'm thinking a jaunty, spooky, Halloween Jazz number.
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:48 am to SaintlyTiger88
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:53 am to SaintlyTiger88
Posted on 5/17/24 at 12:18 pm to SaintlyTiger88
read a book on it - was very interesting
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