Paranoia the Destroyer!

Leonardo dicaprio movies, tom hanks movies
Catch Me if You Can with Leonardo DiCaprio and Tom Hands

 

Ah, the romanticism of Hollywood and a criminal living on the run, evading authorities for decades while somehow assimilating into Small Town, USA, as a normal man, father, and husband.

Yeah, we love those stories, but some are true, for example the “Shawshank Redemption.” Who didn’t love the smooth talking and highly intelligent Frank Abagnale played by Leonardo DiCaprio in “Catch Me if You Can.” What about the life story of mobster crime boss Whitey Bulger?

History is replete with real life stories fit for the big screen, but if you notice something, all these stories and movies have a common thread. For one, the criminal is always caught. Two, it was always back in the day. In a time when people didn’t have easy access to public information.

For example, when I started practicing law, I had to literally “pull the file” at the courthouse to find out what was going on with a case. Now, I log into my account and seconds later, the entire case file is on my laptop screen or smartphone. while I’m having a cigar in Blowing Rock, North Carolina.

No doubt, today’s criminals have it much harder. With social media, the internet, security cameras, facial recognition software, photos and videos going viral, spread throughout the world within seconds, it’s impossible to live life on the run. Hell, you can’t even use a credit card because authorities would know within seconds.

You could just pay cash all the time but that reminds me of a scene in the movie “The Siege” with Denzel Washington, where he tells his field agents while looking for a terrorist cell to find out who is paying their rent in cash because no one uses cash anymore.

Of course, not all criminals who live on the run end up on the silver screen. For example, when the market crashed a few years ago, I remember a couple of wall street types, hedge fund managers disappeared, went into hiding. One even faked his own death. Both were caught quickly and these were guys who had unlimited cash with them so the fact that their credit cards and bank accounts were frozen was not relevant.

I guess you could always manipulate someone to use their credit card on your behalf, but when you are on the run, you really cannot trust anyone.  Your “friend” can easily become your enemy within seconds, especially when they believe they may get arrested themselves. There is no honor among thieves.

I guess if I lived on the run, there are no-tell motels and extended stay motels that I could live out of, but you cannot trust the staff or anyone else there. They are always weary of visitors not to mention those type of places always seem to have police officers hanging out in the parking lot and they are always reporting to one thing or another. Just ask any police officer and they will tell you they have good relationships with those motels because they are always hoping to receive a tip.

Then there is the psychological effects of living on the run. You go to bed anxious and with visions of your door may be kicked open any second now, so to fall sleep you start taking pills or maybe drink yourself to oblivion to deal with the stress.

Every time you are driving, you drive below the speed limit, using your blinkers every time you turn in order to not bring attention to yourself, constantly looking in your rear view mirror, making sure you are not being followed by someone that may have recognized you.

What about when a police car pulls up next to you at the traffic light? That has to shoot your heart rate through the roof! Yeah, it’s not easy. Come to think of it, I guess the Kinks said it best:

Raise the volume and sing-a-long!

MC Atty

“Destroyer”

Met a girl called Lola and I took her back to my place
Feelin’ guilty, feelin’ scared, hidden cameras everywhere
Stop! Hold on. Stay in controlGirl, I want you here with me
But I’m really not as cool as I’d like to be
‘Cause there’s a red, under my bed
And there’s a little yellow man in my head
And there’s a true blue inside of me
That keeps stoppin’ me, touchin’ ya, watchin’ ya, lovin’ yaParanoia, the destroyer.
Paranoia, the destroyer.Well I fell asleep, then I woke feelin’ kinda’ queer
Lola looked at me and said, “ooh you look so weird.”
She said, “man, there’s really something wrong with you.
One day you’re gonna’ self-destruct.
You’re up, you’re down, I can’t work you out
You get a good thing goin’ then you blow yourself out.”Silly boy ya’ self-destroyer. Silly boy ya’ self-destroyerSilly boy you got so much to live for
So much to aim for, so much to try for
You blowing it all with paranoia
You’re so insecure you self-destroyer(And it goes like this, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Here it goes again)
Paranoia, the destroyerDoctor, Doctor help me please, I know you’ll understand
There’s a time device inside of me, I’m a self-destructin’ man
There’s a red, under my bed
And there’s a little green man in my head
And he said, “you’re not goin’ crazy, you’re just a bit sad
‘Cause there’s a man in ya, gnawin’ ya, tearin’ ya into two.”Silly boy ya’ self-destroyer.
Paranoia, the destroyerSelf-destroyer, wreck your health
Destroy friends, destroy yourself
The time device of self-destruction
Light the fuse and start eruption(Yea, it goes like this, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Here’s to paranoia)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Hey hey, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(And it goes like this)Paranoia, the destroyer
(And it goes like this.)

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