Farflung

From Into The Blast: 'A Northwest employee brought the chutes and cash aboard and left them just inside the door near the front of the plane. Cooper ordered stewardess Tina Mucklow to bring everything to the rear cabin. She managed it in two trips, first bringing the parachutes, and then the money...' I've got to hand it to Tina, she is one very robust lady. Although I have not jumped, I have carried a single NB-6 type chute and a flight bag (excuse me, common sample case). OK, more accurately, I would wear the chute (un-strapped) and carry my sweet, little Avon, sample case that contained the codes to drop a big one, to the plane. The thought of actually hauling two of those things along with a pair of reserve chutes down the aisle of a commercial jet is a wee bit difficult to believe. Yet I'm over my resistance to calling a flight bag a catalog case, so this would be the next natural step in my rehab. Referencing Sluggo's site in the 'Other Evidence' section is a transcript of the Flight Crew Communications. On page 157 (32 of the pdf file) the pilot of FLT 305 says: "They understand in the back now that the passengers will be deplaned first, then (Peg, a stewardess?) will come down and begin picking the chutes up one at a time and she'll direct you once she gets down there. He will not allow anyone else but her to bring the cutes on. She will make four trips. He understands that, this is his request." Well, it would take me at least two trips to carry four chutes and I'm just a little, sissy with a cosmetics sample case that I call a Nav Bag, to overcompensate for my Lilliputian mantool. But the version from the transcripts appears to be a little more plausible than Tina acting like some sort of skydiving Sherpa.

Nothing makes for better lore than a despised boss, a death wish and some nudity. Here we have all three and will more than likely pass the logic test since we all have probably wanted a boss to complete some menial task in the buff. However the transcripts and crew notes make no mention of the money courier being required to complete his task sans clothing. This is not to dismiss the fact that this guy could have been a certifiable freak and came up with the nude idea on his own. The fuel and parachutes and food were all delivered by personnel who were still in their respective uniforms and I have reason to suspect the same was true for the NWA money handler. I recall working with a challenging (read jerk) person who was told to run down a jetway to board an airliner. He was a larger (read fat donkey) gentleman and built up an inertial force from his body mass that overwhelmed his ability to stop or turn himself. I could hear extremely heavy foot stomps down the ramp then thud. He missed the door and hit the fuselage which stopped his forward velocity and ended with a couple surprised Flight Attendants asking if he was OK. Yes, I was embarrassed for him and was kind enough to tell this story at work. Well, a few years later and he is 'panicked' and running down the ramp yelling 'wait for me, wait for...' whoomp. The plane shutters and people come out to see what happened. He's curled up on the floor and crying, some speculate the collision with the aircraft caused his bladder to fail. Guess that was a bad example as there was no nudity involved.

The tech stuff does have to do with Cooper in the sense of a different perspective obliterating a theory or perhaps scam. The DC-7 story fell apart once Dutch Harbor was included. A small point to be sure, but it was wrong, dead wrong. I simply chose to impeach the rest of the tale until this validation point was corrected. Same for EEStor. I want an answer for the million cycle test claim before drilling any deeper into this subject. OK, that was a lie; I did study it some more and came across the power density stuff when my brain started to hurt. Power density greater than gasoline and the simplicity of an electric motor. Did these technical writers consider what that would mean in aviation? A lighter engine and lighter fuel than a Lycoming and tank of 100LL. Completely agree that the single best thing to design in transportation is an efficient... commute. Not with greater MPG but with fewer miles between work and home. For some reason we have decided the solution is 100 mpg rather than a brisk walk. There is a paradox use curve associated with efficiencies where an item becomes more efficient, it is consumed more. In both consumer census and individual consumption. I grew up with a rotary phone in the home (one) which was on a party line. I rarely used the thing and have maintained that habit throughout my life. Today, most people walking down the street will have a phone held to their head in a constant chatter of babel which was non existent 20 years ago. Weird. Some things are more apparent when viewed from a different background or expertise. Cooper has slipped into the realm of the perpetual motion machines and super capacitors for the exact same reason the latter two still exist.... because people want to believe in them. Super Capacitors are kept down by big oil, Cooper is covered up by an embarrassed government and I was kidnapped AND probed (probably for my 'essence') by aliens in a Roswell bus station. I returned to the bar where I was abducted and heard someone yell "there he is", upon which I was frog marched out to the sidewalk and told never to come back. There you go, compelling proof that the innkeepers were threatened by the FBI to stay away from me... and it worked.

That V Cap, Audio Capacitor reminded me of another 'confirmation bias' with an outfit called EEStor. What is surprising is how much proof a group of people need to realize something is fishy versus how little information others need. Since these super capacitors are for use in electric cars and this will save the world, there is a barrel full of well intended hardons attached to true believers. First claim was their testing by charging and draining one of these little wonders one million times. See how diligent? They tested one that many times and published a 3 to 6 minute recharge to 100%. Let's do some math. Using the quickest recharge cycle of 3 minutes and one million tests would be 3,000,000 minutes or 50,000 hours or 2,083 days or 5.7 years. That's right, assuming they could charge in 3 minutes and discharge that energy in zero time, the test would require 5.7 years to complete. Yet, there are those who still believe. Power density. A YouTube video (Alt Vehicles Panel part 4) has some 'expert' explaining how a capacitor the size of a 3 lb coffee can (2:47 video time) will provide one of his cars (ZENN) with enough power for 400 miles. The reaction on the video is met with a resounding yawn or perhaps smug belief. A Prius has the highest of mileage ratings of 51 mpg or 7.8 gallons (46 lbs) to go 400 miles. EEStor just claimed to have a greater power density than the queen of hydrocarbons - gasoline. People still wanted to 'wait and see'. For many companies 'smarter than you' have invested in EEStor. Lockheed and Kleiner Perkins Caufield & Byers (investors in Intel) put money into EEStor, therefore it is true. In spite of overwhelming information to the contrary, large companies have in fact made poor business decisions. Kleiner Perkins also invested in the Segway. One of the biggest irritants to 'believers' is the test time or power density issues. They will whine; What does that have to do with cutting edge technology? The lack of allegory, simile and example is the mother's milk to fledgling myths and legends. Don't confuse the issue by introducing subjects like time equations and comparisons to gasoline, just accept the future and quit being a Luddite. My favorite was the guy who simply went to the EEStor building and photographed the electric service and asked if it looked like it was capable of a 15 kwh charge every three minutes. Priceless.

There are a few organizations involved in the search or simple discussion about Amelia Earhart. Those groups with a 'common cause' really go at it hammer and tong, over who is the one true and righteous source of information. Especially stunning, considering neither has found a single bit of evidence. Ditching, crash landing on other islands and beheadings by the Japanese are but a few of the passionate and unsubstantiated claims. All parties concerned have proof that they are correct. Same for the Bigfoot hunt. So protective over their subject, that when a book was published about how the hoax was staged; Amazon.com had ratings of either one star or five; depending which camp you were in alignment. Bigfoot, no less. While in Roswell, I went native and explored both (yes, there are two) UFO crash museums. One of the docents/curators was very concerned about my intended visit to the other establishment. They are just in it for the money and not very serious about the crash, he said. Yeah, and neither am I. In fact, the other 'museum' is near a tavern where I could better absorb some knowledge. For it was on a bar stool, which resembles a flying saucer, that I consumed several 'Beam me Up, Scotty's' (Jim Beam, 7 Up and Cutty Sark). I really had the genuine 'space experience' after that. I started to battle with all the local inhabitants and found the lady with the green 'skin condition' to be quite fetching. I had the upper hand until one of them 'transported' me to a restroom in the Greyhound Station where I was held in paralysis, on the floor, by some invisible force. I filed a report with the police, but they instantly began the cover up with a bunch of unrelated questions. What is that stench and what is all over the front of your shirt? Typical. Be it Earhart, Bigfoot or Greys; there is a struggle for dominance through a battle of wills rather than wits.

There is no shortage of mysteries from past civilizations. For centuries we have puzzled over the existence and creation of the 'Seven Wonders of the Ancient World'. I have marvelled at their abilities to construct something like the great pyramids and think they must have possessed some higher form of intelligence. This falls apart once another element is included. The discovery of the Rosetta Stone revealed not only the translation for Egyptian hieroglyphs, it also demonstrated how adept the human race was at kissing rump by 200 BC. Some things have simply not changed. Historians can translate thousands and thousands of writings, chiseled into the stone walls where tributes of wine and cotton were sent abroad. Or what a great and wise leader Ptolemy was around Canopus. After all that, do you think one of those Byzantine buttholes managed to leave a drawing or description of how the pyramids were constructed? Not one. For as great as their technological achievements appear, human nature dictates that future generations will be far more fascinated by who got a boat load of sheep, versus how one of the wonders of the world was built. It was in fact the Rosetta Stone which facilitated the understanding of these archaic cultures. Have we been blind to what other mysteries could be solved should a similar discovery to the Rosetta Stone be blundered upon? What were our ancestors trying to tell us through the ages that was of such import? Gaze upon what has been blankly staring you in the face for the past 38 years and it will become all so obvious. Hidden in plain sight, or what?

OK, then. I took the collage with the eight images and added names. The composites were taken from what ever was easiest in the 'Google, Images' section of their web site after searching - D B Cooper. According to georger and 377, Joey Bishop was working on the night of the hijacking, thus leaving the remaining five suspects to eliminate.

skyjack71 noticed: "The composite of Cooper has been altered - at least the numbers were taken off. One of the altered composites didn't even remove the FBI numbers off of it. That was one that was altered to look more like Gossett. Mouth and eyes are altered. Who is the guy next to that you are trying to point the finger at or are those clips you froze from the U-Tube Dork Zone." skyjack71, Not sure what sort of altering I am guilty of here. Certainly not trying to point the finger at any one person as I'm still trying to winnow the field of possibilities. I've managed to eliminate Joey Bishop, but still struggle with half a dozen others as well as, Shirley MacLaine. I just hope these pictures will jog someone's memory. Worth a shot and I've already done most of the hard stuff.

Yello....

Smokin99 observed on DORKZONE: "..... and Shirley McClain..." Shirley MacLaine may appear to be a non sequitur in the D B Cooper case, which is EXACTLY what she wants you to think. I fell for it myself by simply accepting the fact that some element of society found this person to be a celebrity. But why? Once a mob connection was suggested with D B Cooper, that led naturally to the best known of mobsters - Frank Sinatra. The 'Chairman' as well as a member of the 'Rat Pack' which included Frank, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, Jr., Peter Lawford and what's-his-name. Here is where I fell for the first ruse. Of course what's-his-name, aka Joey Bishop, would be the one to hijack a plane. Tired of living in the long shadows of the four, cool members of the Rat Pack; he decided to change all of that. Then georger and 377 pointed out that Joey Bishop was performing at the Copa Room on the night of the hijacking. End of the line for this theory. Until it was revealed that the Rat Pack had a women's auxiliary. That's right, uh huh, there were four members in total. Lauren Bacall, Angie Dickinson, Marilyn Monroe and Shirley MacLaine. What more proof does one need exactly? What must it have been like for Shirley to be surrounded by and constantly reminded of the other members of the 'Female Rat Pack'? Hey Shirley, have you seen Angie around? Shirley would you do me a huge, ring a ding ding, favor and pick up a box of roses? I want to give them to Lauren and Marilyn, later tonight, in my room, thanks, your a sweet kid. Soooo, the mantle of what's-his-name is passed to what's-her-name. Read the ticket agent's description. Read it. Swarthy skin tone, thin androgynous lips, dead empty eyes and "unremarkable". Name another person on the planet that would have more access to make-up, wigs, wardrobes and props than a forgotten member of the 'Female Rat Pack', on Thanksgiving eve? You simply cannot. Shirley MacLaine, not so far out there now, is it? We mock, what we don't understand.

Well, Sluggo Monster's web site is lacking in many significant areas compared to the average 'information repository' in the land of the electron. First and foremost is a store selling D B Cooper shirts, key chains and mugs. Sluggo is a poor merchandiser to say the least. Come on Sluggo, step up and bring your avocation to the next level. A little creativity will take you a long way. No patents or copyrights on the D B (Dan) Cooper brand, just a sweet, sweet, moniker which you can use from the 'Public Domain'. Lament about the cost of keeping the site up and how much of your personal funds have been spent in order to fill the pages with transcripts, photos and other evidence. That's all the justification most need to add a button labeled 'Donate'. Add a picture of you holding a kitten, that always drives the point into America's sweet spot. Hey, where's that 'Schedule' tab? Lectures, Fund Raisers and NASCAR events are only a few of the venues you have supplied with your adroitly selected, talks. Put up a calendar with most of the days already booked (wink, nod with knowing laugh) as yet another revenue stream. Go on to say that you have attended events from a few dozen to tens of thousands, the fact that you made no presentations is irrelevant. What's behind Door Number 2? Come on Monty Monster, where is the exclusive, special, super happy, clap clap, singing elephant, triple secret, sphincter jazzing, D B Cooper double naught spy membership club? This is where, for a nominal fee, people can be awarded access to the most complete and potentially disturbing material associated with NORJAK. U. S. citizenship is required, due to the sensitive nature of this information. A confidential background check is required by the Boarder Patrol (wholly owned by Slug Oh!, Inc.) and completed by Slug Oh! Investigations ($29.95). Upon completion you will join a selective and secret, coven of experienced and dedicated investigators.

Pure, unhinged, creative, certifiable, genius with a hint of sarcasm. I wish I had the brains or talent to create such a video as DORKZONE. But appreciate the inclusion, even though I would need four promotions to become a dork. I'm still deep inside 'socially unacceptable imbecile' status but studying for promotion to spaz. Layer upon layer of the many images uploaded to this 'Lil 'ol thread from Cyber' makes for the perfect executive summary of the past years and dare I say, serves as a perfect anthem for the same? Much the way 'Cheeseheads' embrace their title, so should the dorkz0ne.

One has to admit the 'Bald Cooper' article is equally funny and inaccurate. They have the date of the hijacking as 23 Nov. But then the FAA transcripts had the wrong date also. He 'signed the passenger list'? Things sure must have been different in 1971 if passengers were signing a passenger list. I've never heard or observed such a practice in my life, but I'm sure someone will chime in with how common it is. They got the ransom wrong as well. It was four parachutes, $200,000 and a knapsack. Wonder why the knapsack is ignored? Not glam enough I suppose. Plus, I used to think a knapsack would be like a small backpack with straps. Since 'briefcase' now covers anything from a ladies clutch to a steamer trunk, a knapsack must be anything from a small, paper bag to a circus tent. But the best part of the article was saved for last. The FBI showed a photo of the 'bald' suspect taken in front of a downtown wig shop. Pee my pants absurd. Yes, I insist, they caught that bald guy doping just what every bald man does; stand in front of a wig shop with a forlorn look of hope that some day he will come into enough money to cover his shame. That's why fat people are ALWAYS photographed in front of bakery displays, computer geeks are spotted in front of sperm banks and Roswell aliens in trailer parks.

I forgot that this is a skydiving forum and not an aviation chat room. Hopefully this will clear up any confusion about the difference between a Lycoming O-360 and a classic like the R-985. Sorry about that.

That's just the point 377, What are "low hours"? For a Lycoming O-360, 900 hours would be low to mid time. A Pratt Whitney R-985 (boner), 900 hours would be near run out. Yet the school of common sense can kick in and assume; one probably means the opposed power plants favored since the end of WWII. Or they can spend what little time they have left on the planet, treating each and every interaction as a new and baffling experience which lives in a world of perpetual randomness.

Straight from Sluggo Monster's web page: "The man, a (roughly) 45 year old Caucasian with a Mediterranean (swarthy) complexion wearing a dark business suit and carrying a briefcase and a small, brown paper sack..." "If the man's appearance could have a one-word description, it would be 'unremarkable'". I see how I have been reading too much into such words as 'small paper sack' and 'briefcase'. For crying out loud, how would a Ticket Agent know if the sack was made out of paper? That would put him in the wood pulp business instead of an airline. He should have just said sack. And what exactly is meant by small? I give up. I think we know what Cooper looked like based upon the un-biased and one true description.

Quade reflected: "The problem is . . . it's a brief case. By attaching adjectives like "nav" or "flight" you're creating the impression that it might have belonged to part of the flight crew or a person that was otherwise familiar with aviation." Well Quade, your right. By attaching adjectives like 'nav' or 'flight', I'm also using the jargon applied to these devices by everyone I ever flew with for over 12,000 hours. Can you believe that we all were part of a flight crew and were familiar with aviation just like Kenny and the crew on Flight 305? Attached are ten images from contemporary web sites which supply gear for professional flight crews (not shoe clerks). The names have not been changed. Are any of them called "common sample cases" or "briefcases' or "catalog cases"? All those years of global flying with hundreds and hundreds of aviators, some with over 30,000 hours and you think one of them called the Pubs Bag a 'common sample case'? OK then, you win. Got me red handed. Once on the crew bus, someone asked where the Chart Case was and I said 'Oh, do you mean the catalog case?' Same for 'glove boxes' - no gloves in them. I have suitcases that have never held a suit either. The saddle bags on the motorcycle; just checked - not a saddle to be found. I feel so free now that I've been unshackled from my past experiences in flying heavies. Even managed to forget that miserable time spent on Shemya. Wasn't worth much anyway, since all one needs to counter years and years of direct and largely unpleasant experiences is an opinion and a keyboard. Wait, keyboard would presume a bunch of keys and a piece of wood. All this has is a bunch of buttons mounted on plastic. Here I go again.

377 Smartassed: "The artist does a very good Beech 18 on one cover. Far Flung should study it closely" True enough, after multiple misidentifications I deserve every taunt and belittlement posted. In my defense, I did admit to having a 'big one' for the Twin Beech.

OK georger, time to whip out your photo analysis software and skills on 'The Picture'. What is that in Kenny's left hand? Briefcase or Navbag? A Nav or Publications bag would be hard to display a bomb in the fashion described by the Flight Attendant. What did Cooper have on the plane? Briefcase or luggage? What sort of sack or bag was he holding. I had imagined something on par with a lunch sack rather than a full size grocery bag.

377, You are correct yet again. Of course Cessna supplied the airframes for Sky King. Guess if you show me a twin with a pair of round (not what you're thinking) engines my bias always says Beech instead of Cessna or Lockheed. Nice catch. But.... You may have fumbled with the Gunsmoke limp. For it was Chester (Dennis Weaver) who had the limp and was replaced by Festus (Ken Curtis) who had the 'stink eye' glance and spurs with a pronounced jingle when he walked. Think the Ripcord plane was a Cessna 210. Main characters were Ted McKeever and Jim Buckley who went from riding in Betsy, to riding on Ruth in Gunsmoke. How did I forget the Alpha-male of all square jawed, heroes.... Steve Canyon?? Pathetic.

So many choices for a nom de plume regarding Flight 305. I thought of a few possibilities which were certainly part of the cultural lexicon prior to the hijacking. Cartoons and comics had characters like Race Banyon of Johnny Quest fame. You know, the sexually ambiguous 'partner' of Dr. Quest. That orphan boy Hadji, what was up with that? Oh well. Mike Wilson was a pilot with the Skyhawks. Another lantern-jawed, hero running some sort of daredevil combined with rescue flight service against the less than honorable Buck Devlin. Television offered less likely content in the form of Sky King. Some sort of gun toting, singing cowboy, who dispenses justice and adventure from a Beech-18. I never could figure out his business model. The character Porter Ricks once crashed an aircraft on a Florida beach where he awaited rescue from his pet fish. This was yet another household filled with men. Weird. Movies never disappoint. 12 O'clock High had a bomber pilot and war hawk with the name Frank Savage. Not only did he serve up some whoop-ass on the Nazis, he looked good while doing it. Joe Browdy was a skydiving, womanizer with a wing suit and attitude. By day he thrilled audiences with his jumping skills, by night he thrilled his partners wife. It is just this sort of escapist fantasy that make movies worth going to. Catch-22 produced a Bombardier who didn't want to fly any more combat missions named John Yossarian. There is a name that is both obscure and catchy. D B Yossarian. The movie Airport introduced the desperate and defeated character D O Guerrero. Recall that D O entered the aircraft with a brief case which contained a bomb. First he purchased a fist full of life insurance and then retreated to the lavatory (as they ALL seem to do) and boom. Plenty of fodder for an alias. Richard McCoy used James Johnson. Is there a character with the name James Johnson which inspired McCoy to select such a name? It strikes me as simply a common, yet believable name like Dan Cooper. Cooper was described as average to forgettable. Would he select a name that could be traced to his background?

Fascinating about the Shemya 'investigation'. Equally intriguing is what has been completely neglected about 'The Rock'. Most of the 1950's had Alaska as a pseudo-entity called a territory. This is a special category to be sure. Taxes are paid by industries (just like to good old days) and residents were required to pay federal payroll taxes only (FICA). No income tax! I think my bladder just failed a little bit. Keep in mind the regressive nature of taxes in those days with a scale climbing to an astonishing 91% for the top bracket of 400k per year. Yep, find a way to earn $400,000 in the 1950's and the IRS will allow you to keep 36k. I need to dry a tear. In 1950, the average income was $1510 for the United States. Alaska was $2400 (Survey of Current Business, Jun 2001). That territory paid a 60% premium above the national average and had no income tax. My goodness. Why would a person work on Shemya? A place that the inhabitants of hell are threatened with should they misbehave. Simple, the money and the chicks. As advertised, Shemya had a beautiful woman behind every tree. So it must have been the money. As a contractor in a territory with a wage premium, Shemya was an outpost with an additional wage premium. Does anyone think a person would submit to such an abject lifestyle for a standard wage? Guys went there to sack some cash and decide when to return to the 'world'. Such employment cloisters still exist and are difficult to staff with tax free incomes three to five times greater than domestic wages. Guess the Saturday afternoon jumps are actually worth a great deal more than $17. If you think people were paying a premium for hootch on the island; then you don't understand what many and varied things are delivered by aircrew to remote locations. I just sayin.

This Dan Cooper comic has developed legs and can run like the wind and magically appear as evidence. Stunning, simply stunning. The Dan Cooper Comic theory was spawned decades after the hijacking and based upon a single cover of 'our hero' skydiving. Do you see? Dan Cooper, a French comic, before the hijacking, shows a guy named Dan Cooper skydiving..... Just like D B Cooper. Welllllllllllll..... Dan Cooper was a.... wait for it... little longer..... yes, that's right, Pilot for the Royal Canadian Air Force. Not a skydiver, but a pilot. Not French, but Canadian, so sorry, that is Canadian. Ahhh heck, what's the difference? French, CanUK, Icelandic... all the same in the eyes of us Americans. Pilot, skydiver, mechanic... all the same also. Why let facts spoil a perfectly good theory out of left field? Dan Cooper was also a car sales business outside Minot, ND. Which is near the the oddly named, Minot AFB which is filled with airplanes, parachutes, pilots and mechanics. Hey, this could be significant. I suspect the hijacker purchased a car from Dan Cooper and was so utterly screwed, that he vowed to get even with the SOB some day. He more than likely purchased a 1958, Edsel Ranger Roundup. The single most unlikely vehicle ever produced. The Roundup was a two door, nine passenger, station wagon with a three speed column shift and manual transmission. Just imagine loading six passengers through your choice of two doors before gliding away with a 16 pound clutch and three on the tree. Sure it sounds good on paper, but this vehicle was a miserable failure and no doubt an ownership experience could drive anyone to hijack a plane. Why not jump? Death would be preferable to the constant nagging knowledge of having owned an Edsel Ranger Roundup. Back to Dan Cooper the comic. This was published for years and years with Dan getting caught in many and varied adventures. Flying fighters, cargo, helicopters, space ships and every aircraft one can imagine past and present. Yes, Dan Cooper even used a parachute on a cover, many, many, many.... OK, it was just ONCE. Once. Dan Cooper was featured as a skydiver one time in a comic serial which was published for decades. Yet this French speaking Canadian is suspected as the source of the alias used by D B Cooper. Ummm.... yeah... (cough) OK then... (insert long, uncomfortable pause). Just like every single, putrid, steaming, un-verified, eccentric, could be related to Cooper, piece of evidence; this comic has managed to surface in yet another fine mesh, filtered investigation. Yes, some Shemya, passer-by, noticed and recalled, the only Dan Cooper comic with a skydiver on the cover, in a supine position, on a table, in a day room, from the 1950's. Pullllleeeeaassee. If there is such a thing a 'karmic justice', people taking such wild stabs in the dark, would surely receive one in the near future.

Well Smokin99, you touched the 'third rail' of information stewardship. You see, most information on this thread is unencumbered with source attribution, but makes up for this deficit with passive aggressive inferences. You were right about one thing (a secret) and wrong (inferring that I must be right) about everything else. Isn't that easy? Once you release any association with linear logic or reason, you will understand and conform. You must conform. If someone claims to have done something for a longer period of time..... they win. If they claim to have talked to an individual.... they win. If they quote anyone or anything, that matches their theory.... they win. Offering some differing perspective or any ancillary data, is to be met with hostility, hubris and a droll sense of personal ownership. Keep up your participation by posting information with attribution. This will spark contempt in the hearts of those who knowingly engage in pusillanimous steering and pathetic manipulation. They know who they are and exist in the umbra of a crippling fear of being discovered. Probative questions are few and far between. These are but a few of the attributes which represent the subjects of D B Cooper, Bigfoot, Roswell Aliens and Diet Foods. There may be more. Fortunately, we have evolved well above the lower species which occupy this planet. Imagine animals with brains so small that the only way they can communicate with others is through scent markings, hissing or some other display like Peacocks or Frilled Lizards. Yes, this forum is in fact a microcosm of just how much we have distanced ourselves from the afore mentioned creatures. Now we just need to determine if that distance is above or below their level. Welcome aboard. SSSSsssssssss,(extending frills) clickty, clickty, Beeowwww, Beeowwww (rump flashing orange then blue).

I don't know a thing about DNA or how it is processed. Human nature.... well.... Any odds on what would be said about contamination or reliability if some 'Cooper DNA' matches someone's pet suspect? I'm betting that it would be launched into the category of irrefutable proof that this person is without a doubt, D B Cooper at a hyper-space speed and titanic volume with lashings of - I told you so. Rather than occupy an intellectual house of ill repute, why not simply say person X's DNA did not match what the FBI has on file? The end. Embellishing the DNA vehicle with cross contamination, incompetence and irrelevance, adds no value to an argument and is clearly laced with bias. Additionally, should any DNA provide beneficial information in the future for YOUR suspect, you have preemptively declared it null and void. Poor form, to say the least. Finger prints don't match any suspects either. Does this mean the suspects are eliminated? Don't think so. Could be used for inclusion however. I don't understand this double edged research, where a suspect does not match some element (height, age, DNA, eye color) and there is the inexplicable and unlikely, 'bonus research' where suspect X was known to walk with a stoop or wear colored contact lenses or a wig. There is the fickle finger of credibility. The First Officer said the pressure bump was at 8:11 and before reaching Portland so Cooper jumped around Lake Merwin, because the First Officer said so and he was there. Cossey said the Amboy chute was not his, not close, it was a ten second thing and he knew it was not the chute he gave to the FBI. Well, I want the Amboy chute included soooooooo... Cossey is mistaken, even though he was there and owned the chute. The Co-pilot had never experienced such an event before and was used to nail down the jump area. Weird. The Cooper research resembles my recollections of my 'first time'. My version includes some Thor-esque performance where she was driven to the brink of insanity knowing there would never be an experience to approach this ecstasy for the balance of her life. Her version includes clumsy and painful groping with constant pleas of 'stop that' and 'Oh my god, what are you doing?' The evidence, has me taking an afghan, her grandmother hand knitted, to the dry cleaners for the removal of some 'male protein stains'. Well, I'm not about to change my version and believe it to represent the truth and reality in spite of all else. So there.