JUNIOR BACON The raincoats keep the cops from getting wet.

“At this point,” said FBI liaison on the case Match Tidwell, “we are sorting through a list of D.C.-area-based detectives with personality issues who can unite the search for the sniper and make the case personal. Preferably someone who drinks a lot to forget the past case, say, a sniper shooting he failed to prevent 5-10 years ago. We are examining former cops and ‘washed-up’ investigators especially.”

When asked what they were doing about the sniper, Tidwell rolled his eyes and said, “Were you not listening?”

Speculation that the new lead investigator, when chosen, would have a partner could not be made by the department at this time.

“There’s always a possibility,” said some cop in a general’s outfit standing next to Tidwell, “say, a grizzled old veteran. I would personally prefer to assign a green young recruit straight out of the academy, someone who’s still hung up on the rules and would make for a nice by-the-book personality to off-set the lead investigator’s self-destructive behavior. But we’re playing this by ear. It’s always possible the cop chosen will insist he work alone—it’s personal.”

No names on the short list of officers or former investigators were given.

The plan is the latest to quickly resolve the string of attacks by the unknown sniper, dubbed by the media, or perhaps just this reporter, as “Oswald’s Ghost.” The necessity for a different kind of cop was realized Monday when police found a “Death” tarot card with the message to cops saying, “Dear policeman, I am God” scribed on it. At this point the investigating force of city and county police, state troopers, and FBI realized they are more than likely dealing with a very cliché-killer personality type, and to offset the awful TV-mentality violence they needed a cop to match his wits.

Brock Johnson, an expert on cinematic crime investigations and salad bars at the University of Ratsass, Maryland, painted a vivid picture of the man, the cop, sought by the police.

“What they need right now is someone who can take a cursory look at the crime scene and determine how the victims are connected,” Johnson said. “Something like, ‘Christ! Why didn’t we notice it before? They’re all wearing Members’ Only jackets!’ Not that, of course, that’s stupid, but you get what I’m saying. There must be a common link that we’re missing if the cliché—what did you call him? ‘Oswald’s Ghost’? That’s good, he’ll love that. I’d call him the Turd Burglar, but that’s just me.”

The police’s choice to find a new, more cynical and emotionally-burdened investigator was a correct one in Johnson’s opinion.

“You’re not going to catch this guy with good old-fashioned police work and canvassing the area. He’s apparently got a score to settle, let’s say his father sexually abused him or his overbearing mother had an anal fixation and used to administer suppositories, something real fucked-up to explain his behavior. This new investigator the police are seeking, let’s call him Coyote for now—he should be haunted by the failure to save someone in the past, preferably by another sniper. If he can have a personal history with the suspect, that would be fantastic, but we’re not counting on it. Mostly, we want a big finish to the case where, shortly before catching the perpetrator, Coyote smacks a hand on the desk and stands up with the deadly utterance, ‘Shit! There’s two of them. We’re looking for a pair of snipers.’ That would completely rock.”

Rock indeed. What a glorious day for news!

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