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and Consequences and that's how you'll find our videos. So I'm going to tell
you about this guy. His name is Edgar Eugene Pierce and he was born
in August of nineteen thirty seven. His parents were Edgar and Constance Pierce.
He was the middle child of three and he was known in his community to
be really bright. And this takes place in the United Kingdom. Okay,
Edgar was so smart that at the age of eleven, he was sent to
a prep school in Oxford called Nelson House, and the cost of Nelson House
put a real big financial strain on his parents, but his parents felt like
getting this education would introduce him to you know, upper class community and also
obviously maybe lead to doors that could be opened later. Yeah, especially he's
only eleven. Yeah, right smart. After three years though at Nelson House,
Edgar was transferred to another school due to the financial burden. His parents
just couldn't do it anymore, and after he left like high school, he
went on to study advertising. By the time he was twenty four, Edgard
was happily married to a woman named Maureen. He was successful in his advertising
career and they lived in a really nice home in south West London. They
ended up emigrating to South Africa in nineteen seventy two, and it was here
that Maureene gave birth to their daughter, Nicola. And South Africa though didn't
I'm not sure exactly what happened, but it didn't turn out to be everything
that they hoped it would be, you know, by living there, So
they did return to the UK, eventually seeking a fresh start. Ed and
Edgar and Marine ended up buying a small restaurant that they called Janie's Cuisine,
but that their daughters. Oh no, it wasn't No, that wasn't their
daughter, their daughter's nicola. I don't know why they called it Genie's Cuisine.
I don't know if they took it over and it was already called Jane's.
I'm not sure. But quickly this endeavor began failing, leading Edgar to
drink heavily and behave adly supported that. One evening, like a rare evening,
when the restaurant was filled with customers, Edgar fired a loaded shotgun.
Why the ceiling? What he just started being, that's why the business is
failing. I know, right, would you go back? No? And
I would tell all my friends that the owner is fucking nuts, right,
not going back. Yeah. By the early eighties, Genie's Cuisine was officially
going down the drain, and the bank that was supporting it and keeping it
open refused to continue to lend any more money to Edgar. In nineteen eighty
two, even worse news hit the Pierce family when Marine was diagnosed with cancer,
and this just forced this was like the last strat, forced Edgar to
sell the business and accept the fact that it failed. With the closure of
the restaurant, the family had to move back to London, and because they
were unable to find affordable housing on their own, because they're financially strapped,
they moved into a council property in Chiswick. What's that? Council property is
like government housing? Like Section eight? Yeah, like session A what we
would call here. Things might have started looking up for the Peerce family as
Marine made a recovery from her cancer and Edgar started a new career opportunity as
a property developer, But he really wasn't successful at that either, and he
was just really barely able to provide for his family. Doesn't seem like he
was successful at much. No, and partly it was due to his heavy
drinking and extremely negative attitude toward life. And by the early nineties, Marine
has just been fed up with her husband and she left him after thirty one
years of marriage. Oh yes, and she's really fed up. She was
really fed up. She's like, I can't do this anymore. Yeah,
I'm done with this loser. So she leaves. She moves out of the
home to his community. Edgar was a loner who really only spent time like
what he did with his day was he went and visited his brother, he
visited his ex wife, and he watched TV. Wow. Wow. He
lived alone in the council property. How's he making money? Well, at
this point in nineteen ninety two, he's like rock bottom. So he couldn't
support himself any longer. He, like you said, he's a failure at
everything he tried. So to keep himself afloat, he started to illegally sublet
out a room in his council property. Okay, helped pay the rent.
Yep, he'll pay the rent. And the rent was so high for this
room in his council property that he was able to pay his rent, pay
for groceries and the heavy drinking habits that he had with somebody. Somebody was
getting ripped off big time. It was reported that Edgar drank so much red
wine that sometimes he would drive to France and when he arrived back, there
were so many cases of wine in his car that the car's axles looked like
they were ready to give up, like his car was just so low.
Cases and cases of wine in his car. His behavior continued until one day
Edward was found collapsed in the street, which led to a hospital visit.
Obviously, he's like, what passed out drunk or something? He passed out,
They're not sure. He gets to the hospital and he was diagnosed with
epilepsy and he suffered some brain damage from the seizures he was having. On
top of that, his lifestyle choices didn't help his hoully when he was found
collapsed in the street. He also suffered a broken shoulder and he had to
have surgery, and it's believed that maybe he had a mild stroke instead of
a seizure that caused him to fall. But after weeks of healing in the
hospital, Edgar was released. But his behavior just got only stranger. Oh
boy, he never really recovered from these injuries. Just to let you know,
the surgeries that he had in the sprain damage, all these things affected
him. In the following years, he developed obsessive behaviors, and of one
of his obsessions was with Sainsbury's supermarket What Yeah What. He kept his kitchen
fully stocked with sainsbury cleaning supplies and groceries, but despite this, his house
was often in disarray. Tenants, I know, it's so bizarre. Tenants
and neighbors would report that Edgar would often cook himself like extravagant meals starting at
six in the morning, like roasts, and just like these, the huge
meals that take all day to make. He would enjoy these meals with several
bottles of wine. I wonder if that's alcohol like induced dementias. Yeah,
like, what could be. I didn't think about that. Yeah, it
could be. He spent most of his time, most of his days in
a drunken state, and he was often aggressive and abusive towards neighbors and female
tenants, and he the children in the neighborhood were also terrified of him because
he was drunk. Guys, stay away from him. Stay away from him,
exactly Edgar. Edgar viewed himself as better than everyone else, so pretty
much, you know, he's better and everyone's a piece of shit, Yeah,
worthless, And you know that's how he would treat them. One neighbor
reported that Edgar purposely flooded his apartment. I don't know why, maybe I
don't know. To bother other tenants, he gave her teenage son a live
bullet. Whose teenage son? This neighbor, and he put shotun cartridges on
her doorstep. Oh, now, he's just fucking with it, it's just
being weird. Eventually, her husband would confront Edgar about these things, and
he ended up beating the shit out of Edgar Wow, leaving him needing hospital
treatment for a broken jaw. Huger, Come on, man, get your
shit together. As so as you can imagine, Edgar is very angry with
the world. I mean, he's not only like a mastard to his neighbors,
he's a drunk. He just is angry. He's better than everybody else,
and he has has a pot to piss in, and he's you know,
living in this council house, and his life just really is design fair,
no external locus of control. It's called the world against you. The
world's against him is exactly how he felt. He complained about everything and anything,
you know, and he would also try to finesse the system, even
if it meant putting others in trouble. He had a hatred toward the world.
He was addicted to alcohol and eventually painkillers. He he always had this
idea like he wanted to get revenge against society, you know, because he
had been dealt such a bad hand that you know, he had absolutely nothing
to do with right, so smart, Look what the world did, yeah,
and he felt like he deserved better. This longing for revenge only enhanced
when Edgar watched a documentary about a man who attempted to blackmail a baby food
company in the late eighties. I think I kind of know about it,
you remember, Yeah, this documentary made Edgar sit up and you know,
the wheels start turning in his head. So what if he were able to
blackmail some company or something to get money that he was he felt he was
so deserving of. But in Edgar's backyard in Chiswick, he had a greenhouse.
This was the perfect spot for Edgar to hatch the beginnings of his plan
and get to work. Edgar was once an experienced handyman, but his alcohol
addiction prevented him from taking that skill anywhere. But he had this skill,
and so because of his experience and just playing around with like clocks and tinkering
with other things at home, Edgar was able to construct various weapons, mostly
bombs bombs. Greenhouse. Yes, neighbors reported that Edgar often was in his
greenhouse late into the night, but they never really thought anything of it.
They I guess they thought he was He's fucking the weird right neighborhood. I
guess they thought, you know, he's just really got a green thumb.
Apparently, I don't know. Yeah, it's just him drunk and cool,
right think, always probably passed out and there enjoying a bottle of wine or
something. And Deceummer six, nineteen ninety four, Edgar finally took action and
felt ready to execute this plan boy that morning. That morning, he sent
out six individual packages, all wrapped in blue Christmas wrapping paper with gold stars
on them. He sent them out to six different branches of Barclay's Bank in
London. This is who he's targeting, the bank, the bank. He
used an old fashioned typewriter to address each package and paid for first class mail.
All packages contained like a flyer where it had pictures of what looked like
the characters in that movie Reservoir Dogs by Quentin Tanto. Yeah, where they
had the black suits and great movie. Yeah it was a great movie.
But it wasn't the actors. I'm just gonna tell you it wasn't the actors
in the flyer, because I do have a picture of it which will show,
but they were dressed like that. He captioned the photo Welcome to the
Marti Gras experience, whatever that means. And clearly these moms were homemade.
They were stored inside empty double video cases with another like Marti Gras logo,
I don't know, and they consisted of spring loaded bolts with a sharp nail
at one end. Yeah. So connected to the end of this was a
shotgun cartridge primed with gunpowder impacked with ball bearings. So when it explodes,
you know the ball bearings are supposed to So you're just telling us how to
make a bomb, right, Well, I'm not telling you how to make
it because you know you'll you'll find out when while Edgar had inten for these
bombs to explode outwards, he had packed them too loosely and they didn't explode
correctly. Ah shit. A clerk working at one branch that received the package
was named Bali Harri. She suffered burns to her arms and hands when the
explosive went off as she opened it. Another clerk at a branch a few
miles away, named Martin Grimsdale, he was left temporarily deaf when his package
exploded. But the four other packages that he sent out, because remember he
sent out six, they were recovered before they exploded due to fast acting staff
who raised an alarm amongst the other branches of the bank. Forensic experts believe
that if Edgar had packed the shotgun cartridges any tighter than they could have easily
killed someone who opened it. At this point, police weren't sure where to
turn, like who is sending these packages. They started with figure out how
the devices that Edgar made worked. They were looking for anything unique in it.
You know, they usually will analyze like sure, yeah, something they're
looking at, like the contents of it to see right where it came from,
Yeah, where that supplies? Right. They started and they started looking
into barclay Banks personnel files and customer complaint files because maybe it's a disgruntled employee
or a customer who was pissed off about something. Two days later, on
December eighth, nineteen ninety four, a typewritten letter was sent to police.
In this letter, Edgar demanded that Barclay Bank pay him two thousand pounds every
day for the rest of his life. What what yeh? Come on?
That's what he wanted to be reasonable. Yeah, and he how are you
going to get that and not get caught every day? I know? Yeah,
it's going to go into a bank. You have to access the bank
account, right, I mean is this Yeah? He outlined this detai old
plan of communication that police were to follow and how they would pay him the
ransom. His plan was that Barclays would create promotional Barclays cards, which were
cash cards, and give them away in magazines. Only they didn't work,
okay. He would then get like a special pin through a coded passage in
the personal columns in the Daily Telegraph and they wouldn't be able to trace it.
All we're that money he didn't right, that money from when he uses
the pen and all right, no, I mean you're going to have to
access it at a bank or an ATM. Yeah right, I mean they
have cameras everywhere, even in nineteen ninety four. But I am getting ahead
of myself, okay, Edgar Warren. Police that Barclay and Barclay is that
if they didn't follow through by December tenth, all of Barclay's staff now would
be considered dispensable targets. He signed the letter Martine Graham, that was his
I guess non de plume Martin Martin Graham, ma'am. After receiving this ransom
note, police followed a strict news blackout so it did not get leaked to
the press. They hoped that with the public not privy to the search for
Edgar, like that would lure him, you know, like lure him into
a false sense of security, or maybe you know, that would then lead
to him making a mistake of some kind. They were prioritizing creating communication with
Martin Graham, so they did put a message in the personal columns on December
tenth. But despite posting this message, they never heard back from Edgar,
and he seemed to have just disappeared. So just in case, though,
police continued to sift through their oversized list of anyone who could have a beef
with Barclay's bank. I mean it's a big bank. Yeah, there's a
lot of Peach Bank. Yes. Over five months later, on May fifteenth,
nineteen ninety five, Barclay's bank head office finally received a second letter from
Edgar, and this time he was changing the game. He wasn't going to
be attacking the banks, he said, he was going to be attacking people
at random, Like I'm not I'm not going to the banks now, I'm
just going to start anybody anywhere anybody anywhere. Although Edgar was selecting people at
random, All the bombs had a similar tag. It said on them with
the compliments of Barclay's card. Yeah an asshole. On May nineteenth, a
bomb arrived in an address in Petersborough. On June first, a bomb arrived
at a shop in Dunchurch, Kent. On June ninth, a pub in
Chiswick where he lived, received a bomb. This was the only one that
exploded, the one at the pub, and no one was seriously injured.
In the two weeks following these attacks these three attacks, three more bombs were
sent out. One of those was sent to a Barclay's head office and the
bomb was actually sent deactivated because it didn't have a firing pin. Like I
don't know if he forgot it. I don't know if it fell apart,
he wasted, probably forgot. Throughout these attacks, police continued with their blackout
news strategy, so this was not being reported in the media. They were
really trying to avoid any kind of public panic and also any copycat bombers.
Oh yeah, that makes sense. Edgar continued with the cycle for these next
few years. Yes, he had, he had the United Kingdom, Like
in a in a terror at one point for years because he was, it
just continued. There would be a string of attacks for a few weeks,
bombs sent out to various residential locations around London, and then he would go
quiet people's houses. Mm, but nobody died. No. Edgar would create
experiment with different different ways to conceal his bombs. Sometimes they were in a
videotape bag. Other times they were enrolled up newspaper or in a hollowed out
book. His favorite and most notorious way, though, was to conceal them
in a Christmas gift, like he did initially. You know, you got
to wait till wroun Christmas to do that. No, no, you're not
exactly. He had to wait wait to do it once a year. Edgar
always didn't make his bombs the same way either. Sometimes they would just be
like really just kind of clearly homemade, like just kind of jinky and you
know whatever. They would blow up in someone's face immediately, even though there
wasn't any serious injury at this place. We didn't put a lot of shrapnelons.
No he didn't. And other times they were made with more care.
He didn't always send them through the mail sometimes he'd dropped them off personally or
leave them on a curb somewhere. With time, Edgar's homemade weapons started becoming
more and more dangerous and lethal though, because he's making them, he's getting
more sophisticated, right, and police really starting to fear that someone may actually
die at the hands of the Marty Grab bomber, Martin Graham. It's so
ridiculous. Yes, during the periods where Edgar wasn't randomly sending and leaving bombs
around London, he was perfecting his craft. He was incredibly patient and very
determined to successfully complete this, you know mission he's on. He's he's got
nothing else to do. He really has nothing else to do. On top
of this, you know, he Plussy really wanted this money, so on
top of this, Edgar was incredibly calculated and cautious. He would test all
of his bombs on a remote plot of land, seeking improvement, you know,
to his various homemade devices. While he was randomly choosing locations for his
bombs, there was some method to his madness. He once admitted that he
chose the pub in his neighborhood in Chiswick that I mentioned right earlier. He
did that because he was starting to get concerned that his packages weren't arriving at
their destinations successfully due to police and news outlets not reporting on him. I
guess, I don't know, maybe the mail would catch them away. If
he's not hearing about any right, he's not hearing about anything going off.
So he knew if he sent one to his local pub, he could go
up there later and see, yeah, for a drink and make sure it
got delivered. And this feeling was exactly what the police were hoping Edgard would
feel, you know, that would then maybe lead to him slipping up,
like they think, maybe he's going to get a little sloppy. Frustrated that
his plans were not being widely reported on, Edgar decided to change his method
and change M right yeah, And December seventeen, nineteen ninety six, a
letter arrived at the Daily Mail offices with a threat to the Daily Mail.
I know the Daily Mail is fund to read it hit this threat and stated
that unless Sainsbury Supermarkets acknowledged the Marty Grab bomber publicly and they had the ransom
that he demanded, he would resort to shooting Sainsbury customers with a homemade crossbow
device. I thought he liked Saintsbury does he was obsessed, Like, Okay,
I don't know. I was gonna shoot him with a crossbow. He's
gonna shoot him with a grossbow. What the fuck is this? He wrote
in this letter that the crossbow would be mounted inside a large bag that would
fire through a prepared slit in the side after being activated by a fishing line
attached to the trigger. Like, so he's got it all covered and maybe
and he's telling them all, Yeah, he's just telling him all. He
chose this method because he could do this in a crowd of people while still
escaping and remaining anonymous and mysterious, Like he could trigger it, I guess.
He also included a picture of a woman grocery shopping alone with the caption
quote targeted for active, targeted for active end quote. Iker wanted the Daily
Mail to put this picture in the paper, but police thought this threat was
a bluff, as it would require the Marti grab bomber to operate in person
and put his anonymity at risk. Yeah, maybe he's going to get the
grocery store. So the police and the Daily Mail decided not to follow Edgar's
instructions and they didn't post the picture. Less than a month later, on
January seventh, nineteen ninety seven, Edgar mailed another letter that contained two photographs.
One was of that solo female shopper and another was a homemade crossbow.
And once again Edgar's demands were ignored and he kind of just fell off the
charts again, like he you know, so he actually made the crossbo He
made the crossboot, I guess. Early in nineteen ninety seven, police in
London were using two types of profile hunting for Edgar. First, the lead
profile for the FBI's Unibomber Task Force. His name was Bill Tafoya. He
helped create a psychological profile for Edgar. Bill reported that Edgar was most likely
a middle aged with average intelligence who most likely had a boring job. He
would be a person who often held grudges even for the most minuscule things.
Bill hypothesized that the bomber was most likely a loner who lived in London,
and his reason for targeting Barclays and Sainsbury were most likely overly simple. He
was insulted, maybe by a staff member, or brought bad groceries or bought
Brett bad groceries from the store, something little like that. Bill felt that
if Edgar was able to build more complex bombs, he would have by now.
Bill highlighted the fact that Edgar used everyday items that were easily accessible to
him to build the bombs. What wasn't anything like a complicated ingredient in it.
The police also utilized a geographical approach to narrow down the search. They
knew that where Edgar lived had an impact on where he acted, right,
so then they have all this technology now that can help narrow it down.
They didn't jack the ripper in that one episode. I did remember. I
do remember that they actually have an expert that narrow can narrow it down.
Yeah, I do remember that. So the police in London, they continued
to partner with the FBI and utilized a profiling software called Oriyan, And what
that system did was helped police create a clearer pattern of locations of attacks.
While the majority happened in West and southeast London, Ryan helped police narrow it
down that most of the attacks happened near Chiswick, which is where he lived.
They lived. Despite all of this information, police still struggled to narrow
down their search and for eleven months, their hunt continued as the Marty Graw
Bomber was silent. Oh he didn't do anything for eleven months. No.
On Saturday November fifteenth, nineteen ninety seven, Edgar made his return as the
Marty Graw bomber. This time he targeted three branches of sainsbury He went with
his tried and true method, the video case exsive. He left copies of
the film Grand Canyon and abandoned bags of groceries inside Sainsbury's stores. All three
of these devices were the shotgun cartridge type that, when triggered, would fire
pellets into the face or body of the person opening them. But this time
Edgar made some modifications to that the shot was better packed, it was reinforced
and angled better, and his method of dropping them off was newer and better.
He printed blue stickers that had a message on them saying if a person
found this video, please return to Sainsbury's security for a five pound reward.
Oh what yeah what. He then left them in parking lots, prompting random
citizens to find them and bring them inside the store. This lowered his risk
as he didn't have to enter zones that were patrolled by CCTV footage so he
could stay out of the range of the cameras. Ten days later, he
executed another the attack this time around. This time around, he used videotapes
again, but they all contained a red dot and a sticker with a message
saying any video bearing a red dot has been cleared by Sainsbury's security staff.
Okay, okay. Five hundred yards from a Sainsbury, one of Edgar's bombs
exploded itself. What really shook people with this specific bomb is that it was
placed around the street from an elementary school. The kid could have got yeah.
Just an hour later, a customer at another Sainsbury turned in one of
the tapes after finding it left outside the store in a shopping bag. The
second device found was quickly disarmed, so no one was hurt with that.
On December sixth, nineteen ninety seven, a seventy three year old woman named
Joan cut a bus from a stop directly outside of a Sainsbury. When she
arrived home, she noticed that she somehow had acquired another shopping bag from the
store. What she pulled out one of the Mardi Gras video tapes. The
device, and she had no idea what she was looking at so like I
think she was. She was at a bus stop. I think she probably
set her groceries down, and around where she set her groceries down that she
placed, he put a there was a bag with this Bombinish. Okay,
yeah, that's pretty clever. Thankfully, seconds later to her like discovering this,
a neighbor came over like just to say hi. Like the timing was
perfect, and he instantly noticed the device from the news because it had been
reported these weird packages at Sainsbury and he got Joan to safety before anything tragic
could happen. Joan, though she was really affected. Well yeah, and
she spent the next ten weeks in a state of constant anxiety. She suffered
from flashbacks about how she innocently came upon these packages and it was the idea
of it was just so horrific for her. She eventually passed away not too
long after that from an aggressive form of leukemia. Finding one of Marty Gras's
devices changed her forever and she was just never able to have that peace of
mind again before she passed away. That's sad. After three years of going
back and forth with the Marty Gras bomber Edgar and Edgar, I'm sorry I
said that wrong. After three years going back and forth with the Marty Grab
bomber, the police were not any closer to finding out why is he still
doing that? She hasn't you figure out a way to get some money now?
I mean it's not working. So police said, okay, they were
gonna see what would happen if they just paid him, like paid him some
money. They're gonna see what He's just gonna ask for more money and then
once they stop, he's gonna serve bombing again. Well, their hope was,
you know, they would catch Edgar when he was attempting to withdraw the
money from an ATMA. So at this point police knew that Edgar was would
most likely place his device somewhere either in West London or Southeast London at is
Sainsbury Star. So they went to all mental store at the start and they're
like, you know, a million different I may probably make a minimum wage.
I don't think it's worth it. They went to all these stores in
those areas, the police did, and they amped up the security with more
CCTV surveillance, knowing that this was going to be a huge task for police,
and the chances of actually catching him were, you know, by planning
a device or slim. Police attempted to lure Edgar into communicating with them.
They followed the first communication directions that Edgar gave them back in nineteen ninety four,
and they posted a message in the Daily Mail I'm sorry the Daily Telegraph
personals column. Edgar was now asking for ten thousand pounds a day well.
In their message said that they would give it to him, but he needed
to wait until March nineteen ninety eight. Edgar never responded to their message and
trying to buy time, I guess, But on January sixteenth, he placed
another bomb at Sainsbury's, which was thankfully found and he activated. A few
weeks later, in February, another device was discovered at the same bus stop
where Joan had picked up her extra shopping bag. This device did explode and
one person was injured, but not seriously. One week later, a person
found a shopping bag full of things outside near sainsbury and decided to take it
while driving home. The bag suddenly exploded in the passenger seat of that guy's
car, and he wasn't seriously injured. But on March fourth, nineteen ninety
eight, a seventeen year old was seriously injured though, when one of the
Mardy Grass devices was left at the Sainsbury where he worked. Mmmmm, yeah,
it's only seventeen and if Edgar had made another attack, it would be
his thirty sixth attacks, not how many bombs he sent out over these years.
Yeah, and at least he wasn't that effective, thankfully. Nearly two
weeks later, on March seventeen, nineteen ninety eight, Edgard was finally caught
on camera by surveillance video. He crossed a busy street in front of a
bus carrying a black bag with a gloved hand. He set the bag down
just a few feet away from the entrance of Sainsbury and made a few few
adjustments to the package before walking back across the street. Five minutes later,
the device exploded and this was all caught on camera. Thankfully, no one
was injured and the footage did not show Edgar's face, so police still didn't
have an idea who this man actually was, and they decided, okay,
now we're okay, we're going to play along. Finally, we're going to
give in to his demands and they were going to pay Edgard twenty thousand pounds
to catch him in the act. They wrote in the personal columns of the
Daily Telegraph and informed Edgar of the date, time, and arrangements for him
to access the Maank account. While it's still never been released to the public
how the pen was communicated to him for scar reasons. On April twenty eighth,
nineteen ninety eight, at six fourteen pm, an alarm sounded at Scotland
Yard. The police had created a system that when the secret pin was used
by someone at a specific bank cash point, an alarm would instantly sound at
Scotland Yard, notifying police of the exact location that the money was attempting to
be pulled from. Additionally, to slow him down and create more of a
paper trail, police set a limit of how much money he could pull out,
like on each ATM transaction, forcing him to go to multiple multiple Banks's
much yeah to retrieve the money. The first alarm came from a cashpoint that
wasn't under surveillance, so police waited patiently to see if Edgar would go to
another one to withdraw more. Minutes later, the alarm sounded again. Please
he's going to go someplace close by. Yeah, of course, right,
you're not going to drive across town. You're going to hit the next ATM
you can go to. So another alarm sounded, and this time he was
at an ATM that was under surveillance. Police finally had a visual on Edgar,
but he wasn't alone. But yeah, he was with another man.
And the other man they were both wearing matching raincoats that went down to their
ankles. They both had on the same pants, gloves. They're twinsies.
Yes, they had wigs and they wore dark glasses. I know. One
of them had on a flat white hat and the other one was wearing a
checkered bucket hat. Edgar was carrying a clipboard that had a mirror on the
back of it, and after withdrawing the money, both men were seen on
CCTV getting into a red vox Hall Senator car. Police immediately found the car
and began tailing them. Police followed them into another ATM where they sat and
waited. They watched Edgar in his accomplice go to the ATM start using it
to withdraw money, and police were report this like every move that was made
back to Scotland Yard waiting to see if the alarm would sound and confirm that
the man that this was the man that they were looking for, and when
it did, the chief detective gave the order to arrest the pair. I
want to know who this dumb mass is until I find you. Police waited
until both men were inside the vehicle before making themselves known. Undercover officers in
various vehicles approached the car, ripped open the doors, pulled both men out,
and there's a picture of them laying in the street next to the car.
Finally, the Marty Gras bomber had been caught. Police were obviously concerned
with the fact that either or both of these men could have dangerous devices on
their person, maybe you know, in that raincoat pocket, so they proceeded
with caution while searching them. After removing the wigs, glasses, and hats,
police were faced with two older men. It was Edgar and his brother,
Ronald Pierce, like dumb and dummer. Yeah, while brother his brother,
his brother, yes, the one that he you know, spent most
of his time talking and visiting with oh every day. Yeah, Well,
Ronald Edgar's brother had nothing of significance on his person other than his tacky disguise.
Edgar had some interesting items on him in his pockets. He had detailed
notes of the locations of the ATMs that were not recorded by CCTV and a
route plan of roads to and from each ATM without CCTV footage, so they'll
really researched these, yeah. Edgar also had a piece of paper that contained
the secret pin number SEPT for police, and he had on him fifteen hundred
pounds that the hard to remember the pin number. Honestly, I would have
memorized. I would have wrote in my hand or some shit I don't know.
I would have memorized it. The Marty grab armor. Now he had
officially been caught, because they've now got this overwhelming evidence, I got to
be so disappointed at what a dipshit, dipshit, thank you he is.
Edgar and Ronald, who were brothers like I mentioned, were taken to different
police stations for questioning after being arrested, while police went to both their homes
to search it. So upon arriving at Ronald's house, it was obvious that
Ronald it was obvious that Ronald wasn't really involved in this at all, but
at Edgar's house they found a charger trove of evidence. They found two fully
and functioning pipe bombs, four pipe bombs in the process of being constructed,
a fully loaded shotgun, materials to make more shotgun devices. They found twelve
gauge cartridges, two crossbows, twelve homemade crossbow bolts, a stun gun,
a loaded revolver. I mean, they just found all kinds of shit at
his house. It was just crazy. And they found stationary inadhesives that matched
the ones attached to previous devices. Police had no doubt that they had caught
now the Marty Grobamber, and they believe that if they hadn't caught him,
he would have continued building and using these devices to terrorize the community. Edgar
wasn't afraid to tell his story. Like once he got to the police station.
Upon questioning, he's saying loudly as he proudly shared, I mean not
literally saying. He proudly shared with police the amount of dedication and care.
That's all he did. Was Yeah, that was a set time job.
He shared how he selected various targets and how he decided which device he would
use. The one thing Edgar would never admit to is that he intended to
hurt people. No, I'm just putting bombs all. I'm just you know,
I didn't want to hurt anybody with the bomb. No. No,
he maintained throughout questioning and in his trial that he never wanted to hurt people.
No, he didn't want to discuss the potential harm and threats that he
posted the public either. Both Edgar and Ronald were sentenced to three counts conspiracy
to blackmail Barclay's Bank, conspiracy to blackmail Sainsbury, and conspiracy to possess firearms
with intent to endanger life. At their first hearing. Edgar and Ronald were
held in jail for over a year. No attempted murder even for seventeen year
old those series right, No, they were in your jail for over a
year waiting trial. Throughout this year in jail, the brothers would appear in
court over twenty times for various charges around the bomber case. This include causing
bodily harm, possessing prohibited items, blackmailing, causing explosions, intend to do
in danger life. So I was a murder, it was attempt to endanger
life. Surprisingly, both Edgar and Ronald pleaded not guilty. To every charge
and come on when the come on, dude, come like, we've seen
your greenhouse. Yeah, well yeah right, we found bombs at your house,
man, right, like what is this ship. When the trial finally
came, Edgar ended up pleading guilty to all the charges good, while Ronald
only pleaded guilty to possessing a stun gun being a dumb Yes, Ronald was
sentenced to twelve months in jail for the stun gun possession. However, at
this time he had already served over twelve months in Yeah, so he was
a freeman, but Edgar had to stay behind. On Thursday, April fourteenth,
Edgar was sentenced to a total of two hundred and twenty four years in
jail for all the individual charges. But luckily they these would be served like
concurrently, so it wasn't stacked. It wasn't a total, luckily for him.
Yeah, luckily for him. So the maximum amount of time that he
was going to spend in jail was twenty one years. Oh, he's got
to be older. Yeah. In an attempt to get him less time,
Edgar's defense team attempted to plead that he wasn't guilty because of hypertension Okay,
that's high blood pressure. Yeah, okay, really really and that he had
bleed on the brain, you know, but I guess it didn't affect the
fact that he terrorized London for four years. But he could do that,
but he wasn't guilty. So whatever, let him out, You cannot let
him out. He'd be cuckoo again. Yeah. So remember back in the
early eighties when Edgar's family's restaurant was forced to get Yes change or Jeanine's or
yeah, Genie's Genies Cuisine, Well it was Barclay's Bank was the bank that
ended the loans, son of a bit. Yeah, and there you go.
And that's a start at all of this. In case you were wondering.
Edgar was always described as a man who believed he was better than everyone
else, like I told you, and he truly believed that he was entitled
to some sort of financial support or benefit because of his sad, sorry life.
Despite everything, Edgar put a risk over money. He never actually received
a penny that money that he was taking out of those ATMs. He's getting
three meals a day and shelter. Yeah, he was. He was the
cause of police changing their tactics, like for bombs and changing the way that
they train their new police officers. And Edgars served his time and he's now
in his eighties living a quiet life somewhere. But how do you serve his
time was ninety four? Twenty years. It's been twenty years, girl,
he's out. Yeah, so I imagine he's in poor health, but he's
still alive. He's in his eighties. He made a sailing Oh I wonder
it's probably in a nursing home. Yeah, in a nursing home somewhere at
the text text player's dime in the UK. So maybe he learned the lesson.
Maybe I doubt it. I don't think he's the type that would.
So that is the story of Marty Grabaumer. Yeah, no, And it
was so it was a little different than the ones we usually Yeah, I've
never I don't know we've ever had one where something nope, dying. Yeah,
I know. I'm like, well we did. We had one that
was a really bad domestic violence case. I do remember I did that one
too, And Dave Us, who was a listener, he suggested this episode.
Thank you Dave. So I hope he sees it and sees that we
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