According to the attached notes, both of these boys were crafted from the
DNA of John Wayne Gacy. Suddenly one dead cat doesn’t seem so bad.
Castillo found an accompanying folder on “John,” who killed and raped
thirty boys and young men in just six years back in the 1970s. Police
found twenty of the bodies in his crawl space. There were a dozen pictures for Castillo to look at. The original mug shots and pics of Gacy as
“Pogo,” the infamous clown character he often dressed as for community parties and events. Color printouts of the paintings Gacy did while
in prison: mostly birds and clowns and skulls. Jacobson’s notes reported
Pogo/Gacy was executed by the state of Illinois via lethal injection in
1994. But wait! Castillo’s eyes slid back to the flickering videos. here
were two more. Clones built by DSTI. POGO LIVeS! And now clone
Pogo is only ten years old. And this one clone Pogo kills a cat on film.
But this other Pogo clone builds elaborate castles out of Legos.
Nature/Nurture.
At least two years’ worth of behavioral studies connected to carefully designed environments, according to the videos’ time stamps, have
been recorded and evaluated as part of ongoing research. hours and
hours of tiny Pogos. half being tortured in the name of science . . . or
national defense.
hours and hours of weeks and years.
Castillo watched as much as he could.
he clicked on another flashdrive’s .wmv file.
A coffin is lifted awkwardly from the ground by three men. In the
digital video, it is night—the best time for grave robbing. It is raining.
The men are dirty and soaked from digging all night, fresh mounds of
dirt completely surrounding the grave. One of the men Castillo knows
as Dr. Gregory Jacobson. filmed in night vision, the rainwater runs dark
as blood from the mounds into the gaping black hole beneath. When
they lift the coffin, its rotted bottom splits open from the weight of the
lead lining inside, and the casket’s contents spill free. Jacobson waves
the other men off and the coffin is laid back down. Tilted strangely, half
in the grave and half out. They open it from the top and the camera
zooms in as the casket is pried open. rain falls on the man inside for the
first time in what could be hundreds of years, the figure wrapped in a
decaying burial shroud. The video shows Jacobson’s fingers pulling the
cloth open, tearing it free. The shroud splits easily. Beneath, the corpse’s
chest. ribs. Neck bones. Jacobson rips the shroud open further to reveal
the skull. Teeth. Clumps of hair. Strips of wrinkled, rotted skin along the
skewed jawbone. The rain falls on everything. Jacobson runs his fingers
along the crown of its glistening skull. he looks up at the camera. The
rain splashes down on his face. he is laughing. And, though it could be
the rain, it also looks as if he is crying.
In the last video, a boy is drawing. The same blonde boy, maybe
ten, is playing piano. he looks twelve and is playing Guitar hero on his
PlayStation. he is surrounded by balloons and blowing out the candles
on a birthday cake. The camera is not hidden now. It’s handheld. A
home movie.
And the boy talks to the camera. And the man holding the camera
talks back. And the boy says, “Dad, give me a break.”
Castillo recognizes the boy in the video some. his features.
he recognizes the house in the video completely.
easy enough. It’s this house.
Jacobson’s house.
Our BASeST TrAITS
JuNe 04, SAturdAy—HAddoNField, NJ
[from the journals of Dr. Gregory Jacobson]
12 Oct— . . . psychopathic subjects rated ‘H’ or greater remain
among the lowest asymmetry scores for monitored offenders.
During interview, subject continues to illustrate classic
psychopath criteria: superficially charming, unmotivated,
manipulative, inadequate sense of shame, paucity of emotion. I
asked the subject how he would feel if I put a gun to his face
and robbed him. He said he’d find a way to
DNA of John Wayne Gacy. Suddenly one dead cat doesn’t seem so bad.
Castillo found an accompanying folder on “John,” who killed and raped
thirty boys and young men in just six years back in the 1970s. Police
found twenty of the bodies in his crawl space. There were a dozen pictures for Castillo to look at. The original mug shots and pics of Gacy as
“Pogo,” the infamous clown character he often dressed as for community parties and events. Color printouts of the paintings Gacy did while
in prison: mostly birds and clowns and skulls. Jacobson’s notes reported
Pogo/Gacy was executed by the state of Illinois via lethal injection in
1994. But wait! Castillo’s eyes slid back to the flickering videos. here
were two more. Clones built by DSTI. POGO LIVeS! And now clone
Pogo is only ten years old. And this one clone Pogo kills a cat on film.
But this other Pogo clone builds elaborate castles out of Legos.
Nature/Nurture.
At least two years’ worth of behavioral studies connected to carefully designed environments, according to the videos’ time stamps, have
been recorded and evaluated as part of ongoing research. hours and
hours of tiny Pogos. half being tortured in the name of science . . . or
national defense.
hours and hours of weeks and years.
Castillo watched as much as he could.
he clicked on another flashdrive’s .wmv file.
A coffin is lifted awkwardly from the ground by three men. In the
digital video, it is night—the best time for grave robbing. It is raining.
The men are dirty and soaked from digging all night, fresh mounds of
dirt completely surrounding the grave. One of the men Castillo knows
as Dr. Gregory Jacobson. filmed in night vision, the rainwater runs dark
as blood from the mounds into the gaping black hole beneath. When
they lift the coffin, its rotted bottom splits open from the weight of the
lead lining inside, and the casket’s contents spill free. Jacobson waves
the other men off and the coffin is laid back down. Tilted strangely, half
in the grave and half out. They open it from the top and the camera
zooms in as the casket is pried open. rain falls on the man inside for the
first time in what could be hundreds of years, the figure wrapped in a
decaying burial shroud. The video shows Jacobson’s fingers pulling the
cloth open, tearing it free. The shroud splits easily. Beneath, the corpse’s
chest. ribs. Neck bones. Jacobson rips the shroud open further to reveal
the skull. Teeth. Clumps of hair. Strips of wrinkled, rotted skin along the
skewed jawbone. The rain falls on everything. Jacobson runs his fingers
along the crown of its glistening skull. he looks up at the camera. The
rain splashes down on his face. he is laughing. And, though it could be
the rain, it also looks as if he is crying.
In the last video, a boy is drawing. The same blonde boy, maybe
ten, is playing piano. he looks twelve and is playing Guitar hero on his
PlayStation. he is surrounded by balloons and blowing out the candles
on a birthday cake. The camera is not hidden now. It’s handheld. A
home movie.
And the boy talks to the camera. And the man holding the camera
talks back. And the boy says, “Dad, give me a break.”
Castillo recognizes the boy in the video some. his features.
he recognizes the house in the video completely.
easy enough. It’s this house.
Jacobson’s house.
Our BASeST TrAITS
JuNe 04, SAturdAy—HAddoNField, NJ
[from the journals of Dr. Gregory Jacobson]
12 Oct— . . . psychopathic subjects rated ‘H’ or greater remain
among the lowest asymmetry scores for monitored offenders.
During interview, subject continues to illustrate classic
psychopath criteria: superficially charming, unmotivated,
manipulative, inadequate sense of shame, paucity of emotion. I
asked the subject how he would feel if I put a gun to his face
and robbed him. He said he’d find a way to
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