Welcome to Hell, Ira...

The sulfur ridden fumes of the bottom and hottest level of Hell reeked with even greater intensity on April 3, 2020, when the foul stench spread from the soul of Ira Einhorn as it was thrown on the flames to writhe in agony for eternity...For those who may not remember, and certainly weren't as closely connected to the facts as this writer, some of my earlier words concerning the misdeeds of this miscreant should be read as a reminder of how low a human being can sink...Today is Earth Day, an invented holiday which was once claimed as the creation of Einhorn as he basked in the warmth of the adoration heaped on him by the drug-addled and gullible hippies of the day, as well as his powerful and wealthy backers who expected more of a return for their investment than they ever received...For several years I have used Earth Day as a reminder to check the welfare of the despicable cretin who took the life of my friend, Holly Maddux...

Today I learned that I had finally lived long enough to know that Ira Einhorn has belatedly received the punishment he earned from the murder of my friend 43 years ago...He is dead, and I rejoice in his death, the story of which was buried along with many other newsworthy items by the worldwide attention focused on the Covid19 pandemic...In looking for news coverage of the long awaited termination of this wasted excuse for a life, I found many articles including this interview ten years ago which seemed remarkable in that Einhorn held no recognition that his crimes should be subject to prosecution...Ignoring all the evidence that he murdered my friend and classmate, then slept with her decomposing body only a few feet away for nearly two years, he said to the arresting officer when confronted with the sight of Holly's broken, crumpled body, "Well, you found what you found"...

At no time in the intervening years, which grew into decades as he was arrested, arraigned then skipped out on the bail posted by his wealthy and influential backers and entered a life as an international fugitive, did he ever exhibit any remorse, or even acknowledge his guilt...He even managed to beguile another woman, who bears a striking resemblance to Holly, both in ethereal beauty and sheer intelligence...He managed to marry this woman who, whether she knew of his crimes or not, supported him when he was in hiding, and did not waver in her loyalty even as he was taken into a reluctant custody by the cringing French who finally ran out of excuses for harboring the criminal...Some of that woman's story can be found here...I should warn my readers that this link contains photos of Holly's remains as they were found in Einhorn's Philadelphia apartment, and these are not for those of weak heart, nor queasy stomach...Be advised...

I can only say at this point I am glad to put to rest the knowledge that Einhorn fouled our atmosphere with his fetid breath for this long...But I am even more happy to return my thoughts of Holly to those memories of her as head cheerleader of our high school, the holder of a black belt in jiu jitsu, an accomplished dancer, salutatorian of our graduating class and most importantly, my friend...

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