Mad Bomber Again in the News

Today’s New York Times includes an article – a book review, actually – about one of Waterbury’s favorite sons, George Metesky, aka The Mad Bomber. Much of Incendiary, by Michael Cannell, apparently details the work of Dr. James Brussel, one of the first investigators in America to practice the art of “profiling” a criminal, i.e. using clues and data from the crime scenes and past cases in order to build a profile and help catch him.

Several years ago, I wrote a musical, produced at Waterbury’s Seven Angels Theatre, called Mad Bomber. There were many characters and songs in “Mad Bomber” (a local favorite about Waterbury was called “The Paris of the Naugatuck Valley”), but more to the point today, Dr. Brussel was a major character in the play and he even got a song to sing. His “Just a Guy” takes place while the search for the Bomber is at full steam, and in the song he outlines his findings to date – how he sees the perpetrator without ever having met him – and of course most of it turns out to be true.

Anyway, I am eager to read Incendiary, but in the meantime, here are the lyrics to Dr. Brussel’s song, “Just a Guy,” in which he was joined by a chorus led by New York’s Mayor Wagner.

“Just a Guy”

DR. BRUSSEL sings:                                                                                                                    BASED ON MENTAL PATIENTS SEQUESTERED BY THE STATE,

HE’S A MALE CAUCASIAN OF AVERAGE HEIGHT AND WEIGHT;

HIS ILLNESS – PARANOIA – IS A SLOW ONE TO TAKE HOLD,

MY GUESS IS THAT HE’S MIDDLE-AGED, MAYBE 45 YEARS OLD.

MAYOR WAGNER, COMMISSIONER KENNEDY, CARMINE DESAPIO sing:                  JUST A GUY, ONLY DOUBLED, PUTS A BLAST IN A SOCK;

KINDA QUIET AND TROUBLED, JUST A GUY ON THE BLOCK.

DR. BRUSSEL sings:                                                                                                                        HIS LETTERS ARE METICULOUS, HIS BOMBS ARE QUITE PRECISE,

HE’S LIKELY NEAT AND COURTEOUS, NOT RECEPTIVE TO ADVICE;

A SLAV BECAUSE THE SLAVS LIKE BOMBS, A PRAYING CATHOLIC, TOO,

MORAL, HONEST, PUNCTUAL , NEVER LATE OR OVERDUE.

MAYOR WAGNER, COMMISSIONER KENNEDY, CARMINE DESAPIO sing:                     JUST A GUY, ONLY SQUARED, KEEPS EMOTIONS LOCKED TIGHT;

HE’S A LITTLE IMPAIRED, AND NOT ALL THAT BRIGHT.

DR. BRUSSEL sings:                                                                                                                         HE ROUNDS HIS WRITTEN “W’S” SO THEY LOOK LIKE FEMALE BREASTS,

HE STUFFS HIS BOMBS IN THEATER SEATS – HE’S UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SEX.

UNMARRIED, INEXPERIENCED, AND ALWAYS ON HIS GUARD,

HE’S THE GUY WHO KEEPS THE BALL THE KIDS HIT IN HIS YARD.

MAYOR WAGNER, COMMISSIONER KENNEDY, CARMINE DESAPIO sing:                   JUST A GUY, ONLY STRANGER, SAYS HE’S FEELIN’ JUST FINE,

THEN PUTS A BOMB IN THE MANGER AT ST. JOHN THE DIVINE.

DR. BRUSSEL sings:
HE HAS NO FRIENDS, LIVES ALONE, OR WITH A SISTER OR HIS MOM,

THINKS WE DON’T APPRECIATE THE WAY HE MAKES A BOMB;

HE’S RESENTFUL AND SUPERIOR, MAY WEAR A TOUPEE,

HE READS ALL ABOUT IT IN THE PAPERS EVERY DAY.

MAYOR WAGNER, COMMISSIONER KENNEDY, CARMINE DESAPIO sing:
JUST A GUY, ONLY MORE SO, WE’LL FIND HIM, THE SCHLUP,

OR PERHAPS JUST HIS TORSO IF HE BLOWS HIMSELF UP.

ALL sing:
JUST A GUY, ONLY STRANGER, SAYS HE’S FEELING JUST FINE,

THEN PUTS A BOMB IN THE MANGER AT ST. JOHN THE DIVINE.

 

 

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