A Very, Very, Very Cold Case

As you know, I like to provide periodic crime updates from around the world.

In the latest news, it appears that clues are coming together in the mysterious death of a person found in a pit in Spain. Authorities are suggesting the victim died after two heavy blows to the forehead.

This is a cold case – the victim is 500,000 years old – and the perpetrator has had lots of time to get away. But there is hope yet that the mystery will be solved.

So, if you see someone suspicious walking around, call CrimeStoppers immediately.

One identifying feature of the suspect will be that he or she is pre-human, a human ancestor, in fact. You know, high brows, caveman-like. He may be trying to pass himself off as an enforcer on a hockey team, a rock star bodyguard or a gun enthusiast in Tennessee.

Approach carefully if you encounter him, but make light conversation and if he answers to the nickname “Bubba”, we might have our guy.

Some might say there are current unsolved murders that are more important than the oldies, but how would you feel if your ancestry search led you directly back to that poor woman in the pit a half million years ago?

By the way, no word on whether or not a reward was ever posted as a way of helping find the murderer. But it has been speculated that a prize of ten coconuts might have been offered.

©2015 Jim Hagarty

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.