Send us a text A spider-filled garage sets the tone, but the chill arrives when we revisit a body-cam moment from the Chris Watts case that feels impossibly exact. As a neighbor tries to pull up security footage, the app crashes into a National Geographic ad: a fetus in the womb, an eruption, a skull in oil. We walk through that nine-second cascade with clear eyes—no hype, no ghoulish delight—asking how coincidence, conscience, and pattern-seeking collide when a killer is cornered in his own ...
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Send us a text A spider-filled garage sets the tone, but the chill arrives when we revisit a body-cam moment from the Chris Watts case that feels impossibly exact. As a neighbor tries to pull up security footage, the app crashes into a National Geographic ad: a fetus in the womb, an eruption, a skull in oil. We walk through that nine-second cascade with clear eyes—no hype, no ghoulish delight—asking how coincidence, conscience, and pattern-seeking collide when a killer is cornered in his own ...
The Mick & Pat Show - When Silhouettes Are All That Remain
The Mick & Pat Show
1 hour 38 minutes
4 months ago
The Mick & Pat Show - When Silhouettes Are All That Remain
Send us a text Ever wondered what happens when gun culture meets 80s synth wave aesthetics? Our conversation kicks off with deep dives into custom firearm builds, the psychological differences between "range toys" and last-stand defensive weapons, and the surprisingly satisfying art of spray painting guns in neon retro patterns. The world seems perpetually on fire, and we're tracking the hottest flashpoints. From the recent LA riots that featured livestreamed chaos and vehicles ramming...
The Mick & Pat Show
Send us a text A spider-filled garage sets the tone, but the chill arrives when we revisit a body-cam moment from the Chris Watts case that feels impossibly exact. As a neighbor tries to pull up security footage, the app crashes into a National Geographic ad: a fetus in the womb, an eruption, a skull in oil. We walk through that nine-second cascade with clear eyes—no hype, no ghoulish delight—asking how coincidence, conscience, and pattern-seeking collide when a killer is cornered in his own ...
