Had I ever followed through on becoming a cyberpunk author, I only wish I could have written stories as good as the one as the story of astronaut Lisa Nowak confronting the girlfriend of a fellow astronaut. The details are what makes the story, including driving from Houston to Orlando wearing diapers so she didn’t have to stop and the inventory of what she took with her:
During a check of the parking lot, an officer followed Nowak and watched her throw away a bag containing the wig and BB gun. They also found a steel mallet, a 4-inch folding knife, rubber tubing, $600 and garbage bags inside a bag Nowak was carrying when she was arrested, authorities said.
Inside Nowak’s vehicle, which was parked at a nearby motel, authorities uncovered a pepper spray package, an unused BB-gun cartridge, latex gloves and e-mails between Shipman and Oefelein. They also found a letter “that indicated how much Mrs. Nowak loved Mr. Oefelein,” an opened package for a buck knife, Shipman’s home address and hand written directions to the address, the arrest affidavit said.
That inventory crosses the line from threatening to downright sinister with the tubes, trash bags and latex gloves. All she needed was a hacksaw and some hydrochloric acid to really complete the picture. Good luck trying to argue the innocence of that bag in court. It sounds like Tony Soprano’s glove box.
I think I saw this on Ren and Stimpy. She obviously has the “space madness.”
Update: I scooped Uncle Brucie by 12 hours or more. My wife just happened to notice the story when it was like 8 minutes after being posted to the AP sites, so I was in the right place at the right time. It also, luckily enough, was when people in Belgrade are asleep! Until your AI/ubicomp buddies write you a virtual Sterling that scours the net 24/7 to find cynical tales of technocrats going off the rails, you have to sleep sometime. You are still a frail meat puppet, just like us all.