Friday, January 23, 2009

FINAL outside reading paragraph #12

This was John Dillinger's final try at evading the law. This time he was going to die for sure. He had nowhere left to run. The FBI kept raising the reward on Dillinger's head. Hoover and the FBI were closing in, he was hopeless. Daru Matera writes, "The world was closing in on John Dillinger. AHe had few friends, associate or relatives left that weren't itching to collect the $25000 reward on his head" (Matera 334). Even the people who had worked with him in the past were trying to find him to bring in. $25000 was huge compared to the bank jobs that the gang did. Usually, the Dillinger gang would collect roughly $125 per score. Dililnger was out of luck. Nobody would help him. Dillinger was done for, vigilantes were hunting him and the police was looking the other way on that. The two people who killed him were agents McCarthy and Gillespia. Matera recalls, "There was a long moment of eerie silence as Dillinger's blood spilled out on the cement. Then, as if by some signal, pandemonium reigned... Pedestrians swarmed the fallen felon" (Matera 354). It was bound to happen sooner or later, there were vigilantes, police, some of the national guard, and the FBI swat teams. John Dillinger died young, he was a true celebrity criminal. He is the most famous criminal ever to live.

1 comment:

Justin Z said...

Such hopelessness. ONly one time can I relate to that.

JZ had finally gotten his super cool tuner sports car. It was a rainy night and he was out to dinner with friends. They resorted to driving around afterwords and took to France Avenue heading north. He was moving at about 28 MPH; under the speed limit, which was good because its the only reason his car still drives today. A drunk care ripping out of the Salut parking lot. With all sudden and not looking the SUV skidded into the street. Justin mashed the titanium break pedal to the floor! The ABS chirped wildly as it stipped MPH off the speedometer! The silver Mitsubishi Eclipse slid through the hole between the SUV and the parked car on the right with less the inches to spare (I'm not even kidding). Justin's life flashed before his eyes! All that summers hard work! Burned in 3 hours! He drove away, with no more then a tripled heart rate and a lesson burned deep into the walls of his mind. DON'T SPEED