This theory is less well-known\ widespread one- Short gets pregnant, the father of the child enlists a gangster to kill her, you know. A Standard Saturday. [ You see what I’m doing with the alliteration?]
So, what do we think? Did a gangster known as Bugsy Siegel kill Short because he was enlisted by Norman Chandler, the publisher of the L.A Times, who was the alleged father of her unborn child?
Seems like a stretch.
So if you were wondering who was the genius and/or majorly paranoid person that came up with this theory, I present: Donald H. Wolfe, author of 2006 book The Mob, The Mogul, and the Murder That Transfixed Los Angeles.
Hey, he’s almost as good as me at naming things.
‘Cause I’m just the best at creating amazing names for my posts, right?
Like, ‘A less tantalizing one…A Gangster, A Newspaper Publisher, And A Creepy Uncle‘, is such a unique and eye-catching name, just the best.
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So, Wolfe grew up knowing a man called ‘Uncle Vern’- a evil name if I ever heard one. [ Sorry, Uncle Vern’s of the world.] This Uncle Vern supposedly had worked for the gangster- and over the years, he has seemed to suggest that Bugsy Siegel had something to do with the murder of Elizabeth Short.
Until our amazing theorist Wolfe had pointed at Chandler and Siegel, they had not been considered proper suspects- Before I carry on, let me give you a little history lesson.
Bugsy Siegel had risen to power in New York City before moving to L.A in the 1930s.
He poured millions of dollars into the Flamingo Hotel in Los Vegas- jump starting the city’s growth, before- wait for it- being mysteriously murdered himself on June 20, 1947.
How about that? Maybe it doesn’t mean anything, and maybe it does.
So Wolfe argues that Siegel’s implausibility makes him such a good Black Dahlia suspect.
Me? I’m not so sure.
But for now, we say goodbye to paranoid theorists, creepy uncles, mysteriously-murdered gangsters and a publisher with an alleged malicious agenda.
Goodbye my 5 subscribers and people who read my post but don’t subscribe and that makes me feel really sad, so sad I spend my free time crying on my bathroom floor…..
Kidding! I don’t do that. So ridiculous. No, I spend my free time investigating everyone who reads my posts but don’t subscribe and I find ways to end them.
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I don’t have much of a life if you can’t tell.
Adieu,
Mon Viewers.
[ Pretend I said that in a totally authentic french accent.]
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