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It began on the night of July 31, 1966 as Charles Whitman murdered his wife and mother in
separate attacks. Notes left at the scene explained that the killings were to spare his loved ones
from what was to come.
Had his 1960’s high school graduating class been possessed with a modern sense of irony,
Charles Whitman would have been voted student “Most Likely to Commit a Capital Crime’.
Lonely, lazy and stupid, Charles sought to escape his violent home life for the relative
peacefulness of the United States Marines Corp. Despite some early successes, Charles was
eventually able to avoid a dishonourable discharge only through the intervention of his cruel,
though influential father. While the marines never managed to make a man out of Charles
Whitman, they did succeed in turning him into a master marksman.
On the morning of Aug 1, 1966, after spiralling downward for 5 years, Whitman climbed to the
top of the University of Texas Tower in Austin. Equipped with a day’s rations, 3 gallons of
water, paper and pen, a compass, flashlight, radio, hatchet, hammer, a container of gasoline, 2
knives, 2 pistols, a 35mm Remington rifle, a second scoped Remington 6mm rifle, a 357
Magnum Smith & Wesson revolver, a 30 calibre M-1 carbine and a 12 gauge shotgun, Charles
was now in position to lay siege over the University of Texas campus. Over the next 96 minutes,
Charles Whitman shot and killed 14 complete strangers and would be forever remembered as the
Texas Tower Sniper.
Even back in 1966, it was obvious that something new had been wrought upon the world.
People of the time expected their serial killers to interact with their victim, albeit in an inhumane
manner. Kidnapping, rape and murder may cross the line of normal human behaviour but most
people could at least understand these crimes as a deranged variant of human desire. Charles
Whitman, on the other hand, seemed to want nothing from his victims but their lives. His only
interaction with them was through the telescopic sight of his rifle. Charles didn’t cross the line.
He just sort of snapped and in the process, invented a new way of killing people.
Whitman was able to kill his victims from over 500 yards away. At that distance, the echoing
sounds of the gunshots were lost in the general hubbub of campus life. Charles’ victims fell
silently and near bloodlessly. Their bullet wounds were so small and precise that it took some
time for bystanders to realize that they were under attack. But when that realization came, the
good citizens of Austin reacted as any good Texans would; they opened fire, subjecting the
Tower and its solitary gunman to a hail of bullets. In the end it was the Austin police who killed
Whitman. Risking death by friendly fire, the police broke onto the Tower’s observation deck
and shot Charles twice in the head. The numerous bullets holes in the Tower’s outer facade
remain as a constant reminder of innocence lost.
It was surprising that Leonard had heard of Charles Whitman, it being 1,000 miles and 35 years
from the events that made the Texas Tower Sniper infamous. If you could get him talking about
Charles Whitman, Leonard would claim that he had, in fact, not heard of the sniper until after
Charles began to communicate with him from beyond the grave. Leonard, however, was under
strict instructions never to speak of Charles Whitman nor to pass along his strange and cryptic
messages.
Charles was partial to of strange methods of communications. He currently favoured sending
Leonard messages by way of Bingo numbers. The messages weren’t always clear so sometimes
The ironically named Bellwether Massacre was indeed considered to be a new low in society’s
slow decline to an ever-receding bottom. It was not the number of dead, which came in at a
modest 4, nor was it the manner in which the victims died. Nothing had become more mundane