Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Comedy Is All In The Timing

We were going to link to this story about a pile of corpses this afternoon because we thought the killers scrawling "Job 38:15" on one of the bodies - a reference to the verse "The wicked are denied their light, and their upraised arm is broken" - was pretty awesomely badass. It brought to mind Sam Jackson in Pulp Fiction: "I thought it was just a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker before you popped a cap in his ass." But then we got hungry and forgot about it.

But tonight we see that one of the dead bodies used to belong to a cat named Hector Saldana, who had issued some threat against the incoming mayor of San Pedro Garza Garcia, Mauricio Fernandez. As Fernandez was being sworn in last Saturday, he gleefully passed along the news that Saldana had been found dead.

Except that he hadn't.

The problem was that the barefoot, blindfolded corpse of "Black Saldana" — whose real first name is Hector — wasn't found for another 3 1/2 hours, according to Mexico City prosecutors. And he wouldn't be identified for two days.

The mayor is facing tough questions about the killings: How did he know his nemesis was dead before the authorities apparently did? Does he have associations with the cartel that may have killed the men?

...The mayor's initial answer, repeated in a series of interviews, was simple: "Sometimes there are coincidences in life; it's better to look at it this way."

Indeed.

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