STUPID AND GUILTY, or guilty and guilty of being stupid.
He's the stupidest murderer in recent Canadian history, stupid as alleged by me, murderer as found by Alberta Justice (and Edmonton Police Service no doubt had their own opinion of Mark Twitchell).
The account was this:
I've been following the news reports of the trial that began in middle of March 2011, in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. I don`t think it should be such a long trial, since it is set for four weeks, the trial of Mark Twitchell. It is underway for the alleged murder of Johnny Atlinger. In fact, considering the accused made a late-stage admission of interfering with a corpse, it appears it should hardly be a trial at all, except I allege that he is far too stupid to confess.
It is only my opinion, that I am surprised the killer was smart enough to pull it off. He seems to be one of the stupidest killers we have seen in Canada in a long time. Apparently he aspires to being a serial killer, according to something he wrote on his laptop. The laptop contains a short 'script' for a 'short' movie. Upon closer reading, it is little more than a set of crib-notes for Twitchell to follow in case he forgets what he has to do next. He'll never make it as a script writer. I have a question: If this guy Mark Twitchell is that stupid, exactly how gullible did Johnny Atlinger have to be?
Online there is an Edmonton Police Service detective interview of 2:00 A.M. Oct 19 2008. This interview occurred a few hours after Twitchell had been interviewed at the garage on the city's south side.
Twitchell lived in St. Albert, Alberta, north of Edmonton, and he was sort of unemployable by his own admission. "I like to work where I can make a difference. I worked at Telus," he says on tape. Only an eternal optimist or a borderline psychopath would think he's making a difference by working at a large multi-national telecom conglomeration.
The video tape interview with Detective Tabler begins delving into the 'disappearance' of Johnny Atlinger. This interview in fact took place several hours after a previous interview done at 6:00 P.M., the evening before, by a couple of police constables who entered the garage. They saw there a scorched steel barrel and smelled something pungent. Twitchell admitted to renting the garage, he told Det. Tabler, in September for $175 a month.
He explained the windows were all covered because the dingy garage was a movie-set/studio/storage place. Mark Twitchell was an aspiring filmmaker, he explains on the police interrogation video tape, and he launches into a ten minute soliloquy on why its the only life for him, making films, being a film maker, selling tickets. He claims to have memory problems during the interview after Detective Mike Tabler drags a dissembling Twitchell back to the crime scene, inquiring about Twitchell`s visitations to the garage during the disappearance of Atlinger, Oct 10, 2008.
This particular account by Twitchell is telling, as he describes the business of returning to the garage after a film shoot of late September, and a clean-up is underway, to which Twitchell brings his cleaning equipment, because in the film industry they use a lot of corn syrup and red food dye to simulate blood. If Twitchell is following the script he wrote (or consulting crib notes in the murder he committed) he had a lot of cleaning to do in that garage, or movie s set, or crime scene.
In the heart of the interview with Det. Tabler, Twitchell describes a film shooting in the garage that occurred in late September, and during the sword stabbing scene they got corn syrup all over the chair, and the floor. The stuff was everywhere, he said, without a hint of disgust. And he had to dissemble even more about the effort he would make to clean it up, and the story is haunting, surreal, hard to distinguish a sense of reality in it. At this point during the interview, Det. Tabler, not facing the camera, seems to sit uncomfortably still, listening. This is only ten days after the police received reports that Johnny Atlinger was missing, and at the same time, Atlinger-originating messages were circulating on the internet and through emails.
The court heard testimony about a ham-handed attempt to 'cover-up' the disappearance of Johnny Atlinger, 38. Twitchell had Atlinger's 2005 Mazda, fer instance, 'cause, duh, he bought it from a guy at a gas station in south Edmonton for $40. (I lived in Edmonton. They don't sell five-year-old Japanese imports at gas stations for $40, so don't start flocking to Edmonton for great deals on cars. Twitchell is lying.)
Then emails and internet postings alluded to Atlinger's sudden departure to a place called heaven, which was being described as Costa Rica, with a woman that Johnny Atlinger had recently befriended (possibly post-mortem, making it thus a truly ethereal romance. A fact we shall probably learn much later is that Twitchell possibly revived Atlinger and extracted personal information like identification, passwords, etcetera, then proceeded with the plan to become a serial killer. It was in the crib-notes (okay, effen script). Or is he a serial killer already?
Is Atlinger the first, or the last, and given Twitchell's penchant for crib notes, is there a old list somewhere (or another list of instructions to idiot rather undisguised as a lousy movie script?
