International Best Selling author Joe Bruno’s “Whitey Bulger – The Biggest Rat” is FREE today on Amazon Kindle.

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“Whitey Bulger – The Biggest Rat is the story of James “Whitey” Bulger, the Boston mob boss, from his early days of crime, to his heyday running Boston’s underworld, to his escape and capture after 16 years on the run.

This book also includes Bulger’s trial and the jury verdict that found Bulger guilty of 31 of the 32 counts in the federal racketeering indictment. Bulger was also found guilty of 11 of the 19 murders included in one of the indictments.

It’s fair to say Whitey Bulger will die in jail. Bulger’s lucky he didn’t get the death penalty, which would have been a more fitting punishment for one of the most vile individuals to ever roam the face of the earth.


On July 9, 2013, Whitey Bulger’s former protégé, Kevin Weeks, hate and contempt in his eyes, took the witness stand against his former boss. The 57-year-old Weeks and Bulger were once so tight, they spoke nearly every day for more than a decade. Bulger, 83-years-old, was facing life in prison for committing more than 19 murders.

Since Weeks served only five years in prison for aiding and abetting five of Bulger’s murders, Bulger’s lawyer, J.W. Carney, tried to portray Weeks as a con artist who knew how to manipulate the justice system.
“You won against the system,” Carney told Weeks

“What did I win? What did I win?” Weeks said. “Five people are dead.”

Carney asked Weeks if the killings bothered him.

Weeks shot back, “We killed people that were rats. And I had THE BIGGEST RAT right next to me.”

Whitey Bulger, unlike Genovese turncoat, Joe Valachi; Bonanno boss, Joe Massino; and Gambino consiglieri, Salvatore “Sammy the Bull” Gravano, willingly became an FBI informant while he was still active on the streets as Boston’s mob boss. Bulger remained an FBI informant for more than 20 years.

Kevin Weeks was right. Whitey Bulger was THE BIGGEST RAT of them all.:


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Another 5-star review for Joe Bruno’s “Bonnie Parker – Mob Molls.”

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on April 17, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

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That makes it nine 5-star reviews in nine total reviews.

5 Stars
Bruno Takes Dead Aim on Bonnie and Clyde
BySilver Screen Videos
on April 17, 2015
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NOTE: The author graciously provided me with a copy of this book and requested that I write a review.

Nobody knows the seamy underside of the mean streets of New York like Joe Bruno, but in his latest book, he leaves his comfort zone and heads to the great American midwest, where the criminals were just as nasty but they had a lot more room in which to run and hide than they had in the Big Apple. In his latest book, “Bonnie Parker,” Bruno takes a look at the legendary bank robber and her boyfriend, the equally infamous Clyde Barrow. Maybe the outdoor air agrees with Joe, because “Bonnie” is the best one of his books I’ve read yet.

“Bonnie Parker” tells the story of Bonnie and Clyde from their childhood days through the various crimes that the teenage Clyde got himself involved in (and occasionally did time for) to his teaming up with Bonnie, his brother Buck and various others who came and went as part of what’s known as the Barrow Gang. All of Joe Bruno’s books are meticulously, painstakingly researched, and “Bonnie” is no exception. In one respect, Joe is fortunate here. While he’s reported on some little known unsavory characters in the past, he’s often been handicapped by a lack of research material that makes it difficult to say too much about some of these criminals. Fortunately, there’s a lot of first hand information available about Bonnie and Clyde, and Joe has consulted a number of books and magazine articles that were written in the 1960s and 70s in which the aging surviving gang members, cops, and bystanders had their observations recorded for posterity. So, there’s a lot of eyewitness testimony to some of these events, and Joe captures all of it in the book.

The events Joe portrays in the book prove the point about truth being stranger than fiction, and people who take the movie portrayals of Bonnie and Clyde’s crimes to task for being exaggerated will get a better appreciation for just how deadly the pair and their gang were. There are a number of shootouts, armed robberies, prison breaks, and car chases in the book, all of which really happened, with bullets flying all over the place (neither the crooks nor the cops were the best of shots). The incidents in this book rival those in any fictional gangster movie, past or present. Bonnie and Clyde were dangerous psychos, as the book clearly depicts, but they also could be magnanimous on occasion with the hostages (including police) they took. There’s also some humorous anecdotes in “Bonnie Parker” as well, such as the one in which Clyde and a couple of his confederates drive from Texas to Minnesota to rob a bank, decide it’s too cold up there, and then drive back to Kansas to rob one in a warmer location.

For those who haven’t read any of Joe’s books, his style takes a bit of getting used to, but “Bonnie Parker” is the best organized and easiest to follow of any of his books I’ve read. He pretty much tells the tale in chronological order and does a good job of keeping track of a big cast of supporting characters who show up and depart during the course of the book. Since much of the book is taken from the personal recollections of the participants in the events, there’s a lot of actual dialogue (or at least what the characters remember as the dialogue that took place some 30 years earlier), and the book flows quite well. Plus, there’s a number of Joe’s usual colorful turns of phrase, but, again, he avoids some of his wilder imagery and keeps the language entertaining without being distracting.

“Bonnie Parker” also contains a bonus. The last 20% of the book is a shortened version of another one of Joe’s books that I’ve read, the story of the murder of a New York mobster in the early 1900’s, for which murder a New York City police lieutenant was actually convicted and executed. It’s not as detailed as the full length version of the story (look it up under Joe’s bibliography under “The Wrong Man”), but it’s a good addition to the tale of Bonnie and Clyde.

From my correspondence with him, I know that Joe grew up in New York City, but, after reading “Bonnie Parker,” you’d think he has a good dose of Texas blood in him. Regardless, crime in the great outdoors of rural America obviously agrees with Joe, because he’s come up with one of the best retellings you’ll find of the legend of Bonnie and Clyde.

Bonnie Parker: Mob Molls - Beautiful Broads with Brass Balls!! (Mob Molls - Beautiful Broads With Brass Balls Book 4)

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Joe Bruno’s “Mobsters, Gangs, Crooks and Other Creeps” reviewed on Youtube

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on April 17, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

The first review of one of my books ever posted on Youtube.

If you know me personally, you know the answer why I sometimes write in street slang. Living on the Lower East side for almost half a century will do that to people.

PS – Just for the record, I don’t know Jeff McArthur from General McArthur or even McArthur Park.

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Mobsters, Gangs, Crooks, and Other Creeps, Volume 1, as it implies, covers a number of underworld activities throughout the history of New York City. It does so in the form of short stories, each chapter telling a different one. This was a good, straight-forward way to tell these stories, in my opinion, and they really seemed to have a lot of credibility. The author lists his sources at the end of the book, and there was enough detail, (and I also know a lot about some of these stories,) to believe they’re quite accurate.

My only criticism would be that the writing often used slang which sometimes came across a little unprofessional for a non-fiction book. However, ironically, these moments gave the book a little more credibility as the type of slang was the kind you’d expect to hear gangsters use. It therefore gave me the impression that the author was either somehow related to these underworld stories, or he just became so closely connected to them that he began sounding like them.

First Chapter – The Mobs Greatest Hits

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Anastasia, Albert – (The Lord High Executioner)


He was a violent killer, and along with Louis “Lepke” Buchalter, the co-head of Murder Incorporated. The way he lived his life, Albert Anastasia must have thought he was bulletproof, which he may have been, until he made one trip too many to his barbershop.

Albert Anastasia was born Umberto Anastasio on September 26, 1902 in Calabria, located in the southern part of Italy. When he was 15, Albert and his brother Tony hopped on an Italian ship and snuck off illegally onto the docks of Brooklyn, New York. It was said that Albert was so poor, he arrived in America with no shoes. Albert lived with a relative in Brooklyn until he finally found work on the Brooklyn docks as a longshoreman, alongside his brother “Tough Tony.”

Anastasia had a violent temper, and it was manifested in 1920 when he was arrested for killing fellow longshoreman Joe Torino. Anastasia strangled and stabbed Torino to death, over whom had the right to unload ships with the most precious cargo. Anastasia was tried, convicted, and sentenced to death in the Sing Sing electric chair. It was at this time that he changed his last name from Anastasio to Anastasia, he said, “not to sully his family’s name.” His brother Tony, who later ruled the Brooklyn docks, kept the last name of Anastasio.

Anastasia spent 18 months waiting to be executed, when his lawyer somehow obtained a new trial. At Anastasia’s second trial, several witnesses to Torino’s murder changed their statements as to who the killer was, and four more witnesses disappeared from the face of the earth. With no evidence against Anastasia, the prosecutors had no choice but to drop their case, and Anastasia became a free man. Anastasia would use this tactic of “eliminating witnesses” several more times throughout the years to avoid prosecution for murder.

Upon his release from prison, Anastasia joined the gang of Joe “The Boss” Masseria, considered the top Mafioso in America. As a member of Masseria’s crew, Anastasia became tight with fellow mobsters Charles “Lucky” Luciano and Frank Costello. It became clear during this period that Anastasia was more of a follower than a leader.

In 1930, Luciano formulated a plan to get rid of his boss, Masseria, and then dispose of Masseria’s successor, Salvatore Maranzano. Luciano’s ultimate goal was to unite all the crime families in America: Italian Mafia members, Irish gangsters like Owney Madden, and Jewish gangsters like Meyer Lansky, into one National Crime Commission.

When Luciano told Anastasia about his plans, Anastasia was ecstatic. He told Luciano, “Charlie, I’ve been waiting for this day for at least eight years. You’re going to be on top, if I have to kill everyone for you. With you up there, that’s the only way we can have any peace and make real money.”

With Anastasia’s help, Luciano did what he set out to do. Anastasia, along with Bugsy Siegel, was one of the four gunmen, who in 1931, shot Masseria to death in a Coney Island restaurant. With Masseria out of the way and his successor Salvatore Maranzano also eliminated by Luciano, Luciano formed the remaining Mafia bosses into five separate crime families. As a reward for his good work, Luciano made Anastasia the underboss in the family of Vincent Mangano.

After Luciano’s takeover, things ran smoothly for the National Crime Commission. The Commission made bushels of money running illegal liquor during prohibition and from old mob standards like bookmaking, gambling, hijacking, and the distribution of drugs. Of course, in order to keep the cash flowing in, sometimes people had to be killed. As a result of Anastasia’s loyalty, Luciano, along with Meyer Lansky, put Anastasia and Louie “Lepke” Buchalter in charge of what the press called “Murder Incorporated,” or “Murder Inc.”

With Anastasia being the exception, Murder Inc. was comprised of mostly Jewish killers, which included Abe “Kid Twist” Reles, Allie Tannenbaum, Harry “Pittsburgh Phil” Strauss, and Gurrah Shapiro. It was estimated that under Anastasia and Buchalter’s direction, anywhere from 500-1,000 murders were committed throughout the country and only a handful were ever solved. While bodies were piling up all over America, Anastasia was ostensibly working an honest job. The business card he always carried in his breast pocket said he was a “sales representative” for the Convertible Mattress Corporation in Brooklyn.

In the late 1930’s, Murder Inc. dissolved when its top killers were arrested, tried, and convicted on numerous murder charges. With Reles and Tannenbaum agreeing to testify in exchange for lighter sentences, several Murder Inc. perpetrators were fried in the Sing Sing electric chair, including Buchalter, who was the only crime boss ever executed by the government.

Anastasia avoided prosecution for a while, until it was discovered that Reles was set to testify about Anastasia’s and Bugsy Siegel’s involvement with Murder Inc. Reles was under 24-hour police surveillance at the Half Moon Hotel in Coney Island. Police were stationed inside and outside Reles’s room to guard Reles, even when he was sleeping.

On the night of November 12, 1941, Reles was supposedly under police protection and sleeping in his room, when he inexplicably fell to his death from the 6th-story window. The official report said Reles died while “attempting to escape.” Years later, Luciano said that Frank Costello, in order to save Anastasia’s and Siegel’s hide, paid the police $50,000 to look the other way while Costello’s men flung Reles out the window. Other stories said that the cops did the flinging of Reles themselves. Either way, according to District Attorney William O’Dwyer, “His case (against Anastasia and Siegel) went out the window with Reles.”

In 1936, Luciano was arrested, tried, and convicted on a trumped-up charge of prostitution and given a 30-year prison sentence. Luciano claimed he had been set up by Special Prosecutor Thomas E. Dewey, and there’s evidence that Luciano may have been right. The witnesses against Luciano were all pimps and prostitutes, who later said they lied on the witness stand rather than being thrown in jail by Dewey.

In 1942, with Luciano languishing in jail, Anastasia, with the help of his brother Tony, devised a scheme to spring Luciano. It was in the middle of World War II, and the plan Anastasia hatched was based on the old mob “protection racket.” With Tony controlling the docks, it was quite easy for his men to sabotage ships on the New York waterfront. And that’s exactly what they did.

After several ships were torched and bombed (the most famous being the French Luxury Liner S.S. Normandie, which was being converted into a troopship when it was sunk in New York Harbor), Anastasia offered assistance to the United States government, to protect the waterfront from saboteurs (from themselves, of course). The payback from the government to Luciano was, when the war ended, Luciano was to be released from prison as payment for waterfront-protection services he supposedly rendered. In 1946, Luciano was released from prison and deported to Italy, where he ran his crime family until his death from a heart attack in 1962.

Anastasia had worked successfully as Vincent Mangano’s underboss for 30 years, when in 1951, Anastasia suddenly got ambitious. Over the years, Mangano had grown resentful of Anastasia’s closeness to Luciano and Frank Costello. Many times, Anastasia bypassed his boss Mangano and had, for one reason or another, gone directly to Luciano or Costello. Several times, Mangano physically attacked Anastasia, which was a foolhardy move, since Anastasia was younger and stronger, leading to Anastasia beating up his own boss in self-defense.

Things in the Mangano family were not going well for Anastasia, when Anastasia asked permission from Costello, now the big boss with Luciano in exile in Italy, to whack Mangano. On April 19, 1951, Mangano’s brother Philip was riddled with bullets and dropped in a swamp in Sheepshead Bay. Later that same day, Vincent Mangano disappeared, and his body was never found. In a few days, after he was sure Mangano was definitely dead, Costello appointed Anastasia as the head of the former Mangano crime family, thereby making Anastasia part of the five-man Commission.

 Costello had his own personal reasons for wanting Anastasia on the Commission. After fleeing to Italy because he was being sought on a murder charge, Vito Genovese had returned to the United States. Genovese was angry because he thought that he and not Costello should be the head of the Commission. (Before escaping to Italy, Genovese was the Commission boss. With Genovese out of the country and Luciano still in jail at the time, Luciano then appointed Costello as top man on the Commission.) Genovese was known as a brutal man, who killed first and asked questions later. With Anastasia on Costello’s side, Costello felt they had someone just as tough as Genovese who could protect Costello’s high ranking.

What Costello did not envision was that Anastasia was a bloodthirsty, homicidal maniac, who would kill anyone, for any reason, real or imagined. Anastasia’s madness manifested itself one day when he was watching television. On the news, a 24-year-old Brooklyn salesman named Arnold Schuster was basking in the limelight as the person who was the main witness in the arrest of legendary bank robber Willie Sutton. Schuster had been riding the subway, when he spotted Sutton. Schuster followed Sutton after Sutton had left the subway, and he tracked Sutton to a nearby garage. After Sutton slipped inside the garage, Schuster called the police, and Sutton was arrested.

Seeing Schuster being treated like a hero by the press, Anastasia freaked out.

“I can’t stand squealers,” Anastasia told one of his killers, Fredrick J. Tenuto. “Hit that guy!”

And Tenuto did just that, gunning down Schuster on a Brooklyn street not far from where Schuster lived.

Realizing that Tenuto was the only person who knew Anastasia had ordered Schuster’s murder, Anastasia took care of Tenuto himself, filling Tenuto with lead before Tenuto could spill the beans about Anastasia’s orders.

However, word was already out that Anastasia, now called “The Mad Hatter,” had gone overboard and had disobeyed one of the Commission’s biggest rules: “We only kill each other.”

As far as Genovese was concerned, Anastasia had made fatal mistake No. 1. From this point on, Genovese began plotting Anastasia’s demise.

Besides Costello, one of Anastasia’s closest allies was Jewish mobster Meyer Lansky, who for a while, turned a deaf ear to Genovese’s pleas to kill Anastasia. Lansky was big into the gambling industry on the island of Cuba. And as all good mob bosses should, Lansky was cutting in the other Commission bosses for a piece of the pie on what he was making in Cuba.

However, Anastasia wanted more. He approached Lansky about giving him a bigger slice, and when Lansky refused, Anastasia began plotting to open up his own gambling operation in Cuba.

That was a big miscalculation on Anastasia’s part. As Anastasia knew well, Lansky had agreed to the killing of his childhood friend Bugsy Siegel when it was discovered Siegel had been skimming off the top at the Flamingo Hotel in Las Vegas. Money was sacrosanct to Lansky, and Anastasia was threatening to take money out of Lansky’s pocket.

That was fatal mistake No. 2 for Anastasia.

Anastasia’s fatal mistake No. 3 materialized when Genovese found out that Anastasia, in order to induct new made members into his family, was charging proposed members $50,000 apiece for induction into the their honored society. This was a definite no-no in the Mafia. Men had waited years, sometimes even decades, to “get their buttons.” In addition, the rule at the time was that each proposed member had to have been involved in at least one murder to even be considered for induction. Genovese said Anastasia had devalued the entire Mafia organization by taking cash payments from men who were not qualified to be inducted into the “La Cosa Nostra,” as mob informer Joe Valachi later said insiders called their sacred group.

On October 25, 1957, Anastasia’s chauffeur parked Anastasia’s car in the underground garage of the Park Sheridan Hotel in midtown Manhattan. Instead of waiting inside the garage for his boss to return, the chauffeur decided to take a little stroll out of the building. Anastasia took a little stroll of his own, and he wound up sitting in chair No. 4 in the Park Sheridan Hotel barbershop. Sitting next to Anastasia in chair No. 5 was his old friend Vincent “Jimmy Jerome” Squillante. Anastasia sat with his eyes closed, appearing to have nary a care in this world.

Soon he would be right.

Suddenly, two men walked into the barbershop. One was carrying a .38-caliber pistol; the other a .32 caliber pistol. One of the men told barbershop owner Arthur Grasso, “Keep your mouth shut if you don’t want your head blown off.”

Then the two men commenced firing. One bullet lodged in the back of Anastasia’s head and two shots hit him in the left hand. Another bullet hit him in the back and another blasted through the right side of his hip.

Anastasia staggered to his feet, facing the barbershop mirror. Seeing the reflections of his two killers in the mirror, Anastasia mistakenly lurched towards the mirror. The killers kept firing until their guns were empty, and Anastasia fell on his back between two barber chairs, quite dead.

 Squillante didn’t know whether to shit, or go blind. Seeing Anastasia dead on the floor, Squillante screamed to no one in particular, “Let me out of here!” Then he exited stage right into the lobby of the Park Sheridan Hotel, and he disappeared.

According to manicurist Jean Wineberger, one shooter was a white male, around 40-years-old, 5-feet-10-inches, with a slight built and a blond pompadour haircut. The second shooter was also a white male, around 45-years-old, stockily built and about 5-feet-7. Wineberger thought the shooters looked Italian, but she said they could have been Jewish too.

No one was officially charged with Anastasia’s murder, and about a dozen people over the years have claimed they had been involved in Anastasia’s hit. The most likely scenario was that mob boss Joe Profaci was given the hit by the other Commissioner members. Profaci subcontracted the actual shooting to his underling, the unpredictable “Crazy” Joe Gallo, from the Red Hook section of Brooklyn.

Gallo was not shy about taking the credit for the Anastasia hit. Soon after Anastasia was gone, Gallo was talking to crime associate Sidney Slater. Gallo told Slater that he, Sonny Camerone, Ralph Mafrici, Joe “Joe Jelly” Gioelli, and Frank “Punchy” Illiano comprised the Anastasia hit-team.

The buttons on his shirt bursting with pride, Gallo told Slater, “You can call the five of us the barbershop quintet.”

The most telling comment about Anastasia’s murder was uttered by Anastasia’s brother “Tough Tony” Anastasio.

“Tough Tony” told a mob associate, “I ate from the same table as Albert and I came from the same womb. But I know he killed many men and he deserved to die.”

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5-star review for International Best Selling author Joe Bruno’s “The Mobs Greatest Hits – Volume 1.”

Posted in biography, bootleggers, Cosa Nostra, crime, criminals, crooked cops, crooks, gamblers, gangsters, lower east side of Manhattan, mafia, Mobsters, New York City with tags , , , , on April 6, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

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Five Stars!!

5.0 out of 5 stars The Mob’s Greatest Hits Volume One!
April 6, 2015
By Brenda
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“The Mob’s Greatest Hits Volume One is such a gripping escape into the underworld. Author Joe Bruno does it with great flair and enthusiasm. There hasn’t been a book that I have not enjoyed. These crime/mob books are so entertaining and wildly amusing at the same time even though criminals are not funny but their lifestyles are. This is the real deal and the details are one of my guilty pleasures. Keep these books coming. I love them!”

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Posted in criminals, crooks, organized crime with tags , , , , , , , on April 4, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

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By Joe Bruno


Edited By:


Lawrence Venturato


Knickerbocker Publishing Company


© 2015, Joe Bruno


ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher.




They don’t think they’re too smart or desperate,

They know that the law always wins;

They’ve been shot at before,

But they do not ignore

That death is the wages of sin.


Someday they’ll go down together,

They’ll bury them side by side,

To a few it’ll be grief

To the law it’s a relief

But it’s death for Bonnie and Clyde.


Bonnie Parker









At around 9:15 am on the unusually hot morning of May 23, 1934, Clyde Barrow, with Bonnie Parker snuggling next to him, was driving his stolen Ford V8 on Louisiana State Highway 154, just south of the tiny hamlet of Gibsland. Suddenly, Clyde spotted Ivy Methvin, the father of fellow gang member Henry Methvin, on the side of the road. Ivy was on his knees, changing a flat tire on his old log truck.

            Clyde might have thought about stopping and helping old Ivy change the flat. Or, maybe Clyde was just interested in the whereabouts of his son Henry, who had disappeared the previous day in Shreveport, Louisiana. But the fact is – Clyde did ease up on the accelerator a bit.

What transpired next crystalized in slow motion to everyone involved, with the possible exception of Bonnie and Clyde.

            Ivy stood tall, and he gazed at Clyde with a mixture of fear and sorrow spread across his scraggly face. At that moment, six lawmen, including Texas deputies Frank Hamer, B.M. “Manny” Gault, Bob Acorn, and Ted Hinton, along with Louisiana police officers Henderson Jordan and Prentiss Morel Oakley, were lying in wait in the bushes on the side of the road. Just as Clyde slowed his car down to a crawl, an avalanche of lead fired from Browning Automatic Rifles, shotguns, and plain old pistols, hit Clyde’s car with alarming power and accuracy. It was Oakley who had initiated the gunfire, and his first shot hit Clyde in the middle of the forehead, killing him instantly.

Bonnie Parker wasn’t so lucky.

As shot after shot pelted the car, Bonnie was hit numerous times, but the bullets were not immediately fatal. Hinton later said, as her body was being belted with the barrage of bullets, he heard her scream like a wounded animal for several seconds, her body jerking up and down and side to side, like a puppet whose strings were being tugged in different directions.

According to Hinton, “Each of us six officers had a shotgun, and an automatic rifle, and pistols. We opened fire first with the automatic rifles. They were emptied before the car got even with us. Then we used the shotguns. There was smoke coming from the car, and it looked like it was on fire. After shooting the shotguns, we emptied our pistols at the car, which had passed us and run into a ditch about 50 yards on down the road. It almost turned over. We kept shooting at the car even after it stopped. We weren’t taking any chances.”

There were an estimated 150 shots fired at Bonnie and Clyde’s car, and when the coroner, Dr. D.L. Wade, did a final tally, Clyde had been hit 17 times and Bonnie 26 times. Each had suffered several head wounds, any one of which would have been fatal by itself. The undertaker, F. “Boots” Bailey, said it was almost impossible for him to properly embalm the bodies because there were so many bullet holes.

At the scene of the slaughter, gawkers and opportunists descended upon the aerated car and its mutilated occupants. Several of them tried to take snippets of clothing from the dead couple and sever parts of their bodies as souvenirs.

According to Go Down Together by Jeff Guinn, one man tried to cut off Clyde’s ear with a pocket knife, while another man tried to cut off Clyde’s trigger finger. This was before one of the lawmen took charge and slapped both men silly. While this hectic scene was being played out, a young girl slipped behind the men and clipped off a lock of Bonnie’s hair and a swatch of her blood-soaked dress.

Both Bonnie and Clyde were hedonistic killers, with no remorse for the havoc, mayhem, and murder they had perpetrated on middle-America in the early part of the 1930s. To most, the biggest surprise was not the way they had been slaughtered, but that it had taken so long for the law to do so.

It was a spectacular display of overkill by the lawmen. Yet no one, not even any member of Bonnie’s or Clyde’s own family, complained about the viciousness of the attack.

The story of Bonnie and Clyde has been romanticized both in books and in movies, but it’s all starry-eyed nonsense.

This book will tell you the true story; blood, guts, inhuman depravity, and sexual degeneracy included.

Bonnie Parker: Mob Molls - Beautiful Broads with Brass Balls!! (Mob Molls - Beautiful Broads With Brass Balls Book 4)

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International Best Selling author Joe Bruno has 24 of the top 90 Best Selling books on Amazon/United Kingdom in the category “True Crime – Hoaxes & Deceptions.”

Posted in bank robbers, criminals, crooks, gangsters, killers, mafia, Mobsters with tags , , , , , , , on March 28, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

MOB RATS – JIMMY “THE WEASEL” FRATIANNO is ranked highest at #1, and New York City’s Five Points The Most Dangerous and Decadent Neighborhood Ever! is ranked #2.

As far as can be determined, this is the first time one author has had 24 of the top 90 ranked book on Amazon in any category, in any country.

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