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Like a lot of people, I was transfixed by HBO’s multi-part documentary The Jinx: The Life and Deaths of Robert Durst. Though I don’t consider myself a true-crime junkie by any means, the genre seemed to reach new heights over the last year both in terms of artistry and pop-culture cache. The Jinx came on the heels of my similar fascination with the Serial podcast, bridging the gap to the current Undisclosed podcast which picks up on the case of Adnan Syed where Serial left off. The Jinx was like Serial’s dark opposite, focused on baiting and trapping its grim central figure, rather than seeking his redemption. And unlike Serial, which got tangled in its own equivocation, The Jinx had the perfect ending, turning its piled-on fantasies of overdue justice into reality.
Except it wasn’t the end. That’s what Geoffrey Dunn explained to me one day as he was waist-deep in researching Durst’s time living in Northern California. Dunn had written a couple of small pieces for the North Bay Bohemian that got him started on the case, and was working on something much bigger—an investigative story that explained what authorities and journalists had somehow missed about the man who became the country’s most notorious criminal almost overnight. This week’s cover story is the result of his investigation, and all I can say is that it will stun anyone who thought The Jinx was the last word on Durst.
STEVE PALOPOLI | EDITOR-IN-CHIEF
Lay of the Land
I can relate to Annie Sprinkle’s experiences with connecting to her environment in a sensually seductive way in “Pride’s New Direction” (GT, 6/3).
The first time I identified my ecosexual orientation consciously was when I relocated to Santa Cruz from San Francisco. I grieved the sexy city on the bay for years after I left her, and the absence of her gorgeous geological curves and dazzling sparkling lights made my soul ache with such longing I could feel it in my bones as though we were still together.
To recover, I took to the redwoods, where lo and behold a second siren emerged. This new love had rich red hair and smiling green eyes that winked at me in the sunlight. Her deep moist canyons always seem to slope downward no matter from which direction I approached her, beckoning me to a trickling stream in the center of her being. Her soft brown flesh is uncommonly giving and accommodating under my feet with every step I take. The not-so-subtle eroticism of this cool, dark, luscious forest is patently unmistakable.
Since then, I’ve been seeing the sea cliffs, where the majesty of the ocean is like a bathtub basin that exudes an intimate regality all day and night. This lover has blond hair in this drought, and just yesterday I complimented her on the bright yellow tones she’s been expressing. She and I just sit together in silent ecstasy, where I listen to her waves crashing as though I could hear her heart beating. She and I are almost exclusive now. I think she might be the one.
Anna Vaage, Aptos
Bill Quealy may not realize that landscapers are the ones who install mulch, recommend lawn removals, and retrofit irrigation to be more efficient. I have been a landscaper in Santa Cruz for 30 years, and many of my customers expect an antiseptic landscape that can be provided by modern landscape tools. I am a landscaper who agrees with you. How do I convince my customers?
Thomas Witz, Coastal Evergreen Company
Care for the Caring
Thank you for the article titled “Unliving Wages” (GT, 5/13). My family has a child enrolled at the Toddler Center because, for us, it is a great opportunity for safe and consistent care for our child. We previously employed a care provider in our home as we were both working. We paid $15 per hour, and I know everyone working at SCTCC should get at least that much. We live in a time where complacency is accepted as we go about our daily lives. Thanks to you for taking the time to bring these issues to our attention.
Gary Miller, Santa Cruz
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ELEMENT OF LIGHT Diffused rays of sun cast an otherworldly sheen on Santa Cruz’s North Coast. Photograph by Bill Schmidt.
PROTECT AND SERVE
The Sheriff’s Office is looking for volunteers to assist in the Forensics and Investigation divisions, working as Citizen Patrol Drivers and more. Starting in the fall they will also help present a child safety program to Aptos elementary schools. Contact coordinator Victoria Reynolds at 454-7686 or by email at [email protected]
When restaurant manager Sasha Nemchonok moved here from San Diego, he noticed that Santa Cruz residents wear a lot of denim. So he decided to use the popular garb in a “Double Denim Day” promotion at Assembly on Pacific Avenue. Anyone who comes in Wednesdays after 5:30 p.m. wearing two pieces of denim gets a free half pint of any beer in the house—or if there are two of you, a free large beer with the one you buy.
“What the hell did I do?” — Robert Durst