Showing posts with label July 11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label July 11. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Wednesday, July 11, 1934

Daddy went fishing. Went down to Joe's. Ruby came back with me and spent the night. Rita Mae was up and bit and Gladys's were here.

Nikola Tesla (10 July 1856 – 7 January 1943)

Nikola Tesla, father of modern methods of generation and distribution of electrical energy, announced a new invention, or inventions, which he said, he considered the most important of the 700 made by him so far.


He has perfected a method and apparatus, Dr. Tesla said, which will send concentrated beams of particles through the free air, of such tremendous energy that they will bring down a fleet of 10,000 enemy airplanes at a distance of 250 miles from a defending nation's border and will cause armies of millions to drop dead in their tracks.

This "death-beam," Dr. Tesla said, will operate silently but effectively at distances "as far as a telescope could see an object on the ground and as far as the curvature of the earth would permit it." It will be invisible and will leave no marks behind it beyond its evidence of destruction.

An army of 1,000,000 dead, annihilated in an instant, he said, would not reveal even under the most powerful microscope just what catastrophe had caused its destruction.

But while it will make every nation safe against any attack by a would-be invader, Dr. Tesla added, the death-beam by its nature could not be employed similarly as a weapon for offense. For this death-beam, he explained, could be generated only from large, stationary and immovable power plants, stationed in the manner of oldtime forts at various strategic distances from each country's border. An exception, however, he added, must be made in the case of battleships, which, he said, would be able to equip themselves with smaller plants for generating the death-beam, with enough power to destroy any airplane approaching for attack from the air.

The production of the death-beam, Dr. Tesla said, involves four new inventions, which have not been announced by him. The scientific details of these inventions are to be given out by him before the proper scientific bodies in the near future.










Monday, July 11, 2011

Tuesday, July 11, 1933

Mr. Raifert is in General Hospital. Helen and Aunt Katie and Uncle Laten are coming over tomorrow to take us. Going to go swimming.

Kate "Ma" Barker (October 8, 1873 – January 16, 1935)
Born Arizona Donnie Clark in Ash Grove, Missouri

"Ma" and her husband, George Barker, had four boys named Herman, Lloyd, Arthur,
and Fred, all of whom were juvenile delinquents from an early age. In the early 1920s,
the family moved from Aurora, Missouri, to Tulsa, Oklahoma, where the four Barker boys
continued in their errant ways. Herman shot himself on August 29, 1927, after a shootout
 with police that lasted hours; in 1928, Lloyd was incarcerated in the federal penitentiary at
Leavenworth,  Kansas; shortly after Arthur went to the Oklahoma State Prison, and Fred to
the Kansas State Prison. At this point, George gave up on his wild family and left, and "Ma"
took up with a ne'er-do-well alcoholic named Art Dunlop.

Arthur and Fred Barker teamed up with Alvin Karpis and several other criminals to commit a
spree of robberies, kidnappings, and other crimes. In 1933, as the Barker-Karpis gang began to make
headlines, rumors spread that "Ma" was the gang's leader and its criminal mastermind. Some in the
FBI even worried that when they finally caught up with the gang, they would have to shoot the old
woman, too. The rumors were just that, however. Ma Barker certainly knew of the gang's
activities, and even helped them before and after they committed their crimes. This would make
her an accomplice, but there is no evidence that she was ever an active participant in any of
the crimes themselves or involved in planning them. In fact, notorious bank robber and Barker
cohort Harvey Bailey once said, "Ma Barker couldn't plan breakfast" let alone a criminal enterprise.

As the youngest, Fred was stuck with the job of caring for his mother. He hauled her and, sometimes,
 Dunlop around the country with him. Eventually he and his mother wound up renting a house
on the northern banks of Lake Weir, near the town of Ocklawaha, Florida. The FBI tracked them there
and engaged them in the longest gunbattle the FBI was ever involved in. It lasted four hours and there
 are reports that a minimum of 1500 rounds of ammunition were poured into the house. The bodies of Ma
and Fred were held in a morgue for eight months in hopes of attracting criminal visitors before they
were transported to Welch, Oklahoma and buried alongside Herman in the Williams Timberhill Cemetery.