The Jack the Ripper Museum owner’s obsession is a little terrifying. The images of the murderer standing in a pool of blood on all the company merchandise and the logo are a bit of an incite into his mind. The blood was of course of real people; working class women in the East End of London.
I spotted the merchandise through the windows at the protest yesterday before the shutters came down. I can’t imagine anyone wearing this jolly T but here it is in all it’s gory. A ‘Ripperologist’ is the term used by the sad and lonely people who dedicate so much of their time to studying Jack and the murders he committed.