#john douglas

[we-are-making-it-up-as-we-go]

"Will Graham is a mix of Clarice Starling and book!Will Graham"

Will Graham is (except for the part where he falls in love with a cannibal) all John Douglas (the father of the modern behavioural profiling):

Criminal profiler: check.

Maximum expert on serial killers: check.

Hyperempathy: check.

Mind-murder-thingy: check.

Hating your wife and son: check.

Almost dying from autoimmune encephalitis: check.

Being overworked, underpaid and underfucked: check.

[gloryosablog]

[skibidi-masonnic]

my favorite Jack'sFilms Clip ever

[currentlyonstandbi]

i wonder if, had they continued the series and had they covered the Green River murders, would they have inflicted Douglas's near-death at the hands of encephalitis on Holden or was the development of a panic disorder effectively their substitution

[the-final-sentence]

Perhaps one day the right words and wrong thoughts would combine, and then the sundering of flesh and plundering of minds would begin anew.

John Douglas, from The Late Show

[uwmspeccoll]

Milestone Monday

On this day, April 3 in 1895, the trial in the libel case brought by Oscar Wilde began, ultimately resulting in his imprisonment on charges of homosexuality. Wilde brought the suit against the Marquess of Queensberry who, angered by Wilde’s apparent ongoing homosexual relationship with the Marquess’s son Alfred Douglas, had publicly accused Wilde of sodomy. Wilde dropped the suit, however, after being confronted by the possibility of witnesses who could potentially prove the Marquess’s accusation. After winning a counterclaim against Wilde that left the writer bankrupt, the Marquess of Queensberry then presented evidence against him, and on April 6, 1895 Wilde was arrested on charges of "gross indecency," a coded term for homosexual acts. He was convicted on May 25, 1895 and sentenced to two years hard labor. Much of his sentence was spent at Reading Gaol, where he was addressed and identified only as "C.3.3" – the occupant of the third cell on the third floor of C ward. The harsh incarceration broke his health and eventually led to his death in 1900.

After his release, Wilde wrote the long poem The Ballad of Reading Gaol, which was published in London by Leonard Smithers on February 13,1898 under the name "C.3.3." While in prison, Wilde wrote a long letter to Alfred Douglas that was not delivered. It recounts their relationship and extravagant lifestyle, as well as Wilde’s spiritual transformation during his imprisonment. Wilde entrusted the manuscript to his loyal friend and sometimes-lover Robert Ross, who had it published after Wilde’s death by Methuen and Co. in 1905, giving it the title "De Profundis" (”Out of the depths”) from Psalm 130.

To commemorate this milestone, we present the title page from our first edition copy of The Ballad of Reading Gaol, limited to an edition of 800 copies on handmade paper; the title page and cover of our first edition of De Profundis, with the gilt device of a bird leaving a circle of bars designed by Wilde’s friend Charles Ricketts; and illustrations by the designer and artist John Vassos for an illustrated edition of The Ballad of Reading Gaol published in New York by E. P. Dutton & Co. in 1928.

View more posts of works by Oscar Wilde.

View more Milestone Monday posts.

[sigurism]

My dearest @filmnoiress tagged me (Thank you!) to list either my top 9 favourite books of 2023 or my tbr books for 2024

Only six. Not much reading done but did a lot of writing and bought a lot more books. Time is busy making other plans and all I want is to exist by my books, writings & coffee.

No pressure tagging: @hippodameia, @marlowe-zara, @ongreenergrasses, @mariamariquinha, @gavotteangel, @spionageabwehr

[nats-reads-reviews]

When a Killer Calls by John Douglas & Mark Olshaker 5/5 ⭐️

Wow, this was a really good non-fic, true crime book. I loved John Douglas’ narration of the internal work within the FBI and his criminal profiling team, to the inside look of what was happening in the homes of the two victims, and the integral role the grieving Smith played to catching the killer. Seeing justice served is always so bittersweet - as stated in the book, wounds can heal but the scars remain. It was good to see how faith and religion helped the Smith family heal. It renews my faith in our legal system and the support of communities. The story rings with the truth that all wrong deeds done, eventually and inevitably, be held accountable.