On James Street in Hamilton, there is a little bar where the thinkers go, where steelworkers put up their boots and poets slosh around pomegranate verses on the walls. This is The Brain.
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Why Does The Brain Have A Statue Of…
The OWL
In Flamborough there is a superstition that owls in the barn bring good luck. Back in the 90s a serial killer terrorized Hamilton. He was called the Baby Powder Man because he would sprinkle baby powder at the edge of his victims' beds, make footprints in it before waking them up and shooting them point blank with a .22 caliber pistol. Go on, ask your mothers, ask your grandparents — they'll tell you. He terrified everyone and was scared of no one. The cops did everything they could — hell, even Johnny Pops put a hit out on the guy.
None of it worked. The Baby Powder Man kept terrorizing, kept killing. Now here is where the owl comes into play. One night in 1996, after killing a Stelco worker in his bed, the Baby Powder Man hid out in Flamborough. He took shelter in a barn loft, planning how he was going to kill the family in the farm house who owned the barn.
Then, he saw something that made him piss and shit himself. Two huge yellow eyes stared at him in the darkness. A gigantic feathered face, with ears like horns, and a beak that could crush a bus — came near.
Then next morning, the family found the killer's remains — a single undigested shinbone still in the port log. The Great Owl of Flamborough still keeps watch over that farm, and its cousins watch the other farms. Go ahead, ask anyone from there — they'll swear it's true.
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