by Suzanne Eovaldi, staff writer
WARNING: Images and language content herein are very disturbing and use of good judgment must be first consideration. This website does not seek in any way to harm the reputation of the young train engineer; however, the public’s right to know about a horrific news story already vetted online, in print, on air drives this account.
Did an iPhone drive the Death Train? This speculative question must be asked, the what if factor must be assuaged, the horror of eight dead innocent people, the injuries of 200 innocent other passengers also must be expiated. A website that located and published the online links for very graphic, very obscene images of homosexual sex asks at the end of the piece this mind shattering question: “What do you trust more to control a train, an engineer or an iPhone?” Are the authorities who own and put up this site putting this theory out there for us to connect the dots? As of Friday, investigators were still said to be “…combing through phone records, locomotive data, radio transmissions and surveillance video to determine if [Brandon Bostian] was using his cellphone while at the controls…”
In a piece entitled “Here are Amtrak Engineer Brandon Bostian’s Disturbing D— Pics,” we scan down to upwards of ten links of pictures, allegedly of Bostian’s phallus. However, only one of the links works and by now can be viewed online. Clicking to bring the other images up is futile. “Page Not Found” says Flickr in an online black background with cobalt blue lettering. More photos on SKYPE have also been scrubbed! Bostian’s alleged d— pics are at gotnews.com, a pioneering cyberspace address that warns viewers up front what they uncovered is very disturbing.
Only one image remains at this breaking news site. An image of a male, seated rather far back on a white toilet seat with legs akimbo can be seen, and a black modesty strip hides the phallic symbol. The caption suggests that the seated male, allegedly, is flushing pubic hairs down the toilet. Now, since this toilet seat is white, a commode on a train may not have been the locale, since sleeper cars and other rail relief areas had or still may have stainless steel plumbing equipment on their rolling stock. One commenter said, “he (???) has a “well-photographed phallus.” Another commenter here stated, “No professional person would post what he did online.” What must be kept in mind here is that since all other links have been scrubbed from the web, we must continue to use the journalistic qualifying restraint ALLEGED.
Now out are other important details of this horror. The lead NTSB investigator is discounting the notion that an ill thrown rock caused this huge steel behemoth to crash. One commenter as well is discounting the rock-thrown-at-windshield scenario. He says by analogy that to suggest a tossed projectile caused this tragedy can be compared to sitting at the end of a 10,000 foot runway with a straw and a spitball, trying to bring down a 747 on takeoff! The PALM BEACH POST on Sunday already has relegated the Amtrak story to page two, above the fold, in the first section of its newspaper, a placement that journalism students are told is the “LEAST READ SECTION.” However, we can learn from this news story that federal officials are requiring Amtrak to “immediately expand its use of a speed restriction system” on this very section of their rail system where the death train crashed. (1)
If you review other media accounts of the catastrophe, you will recall over and over the phrase, “his cell phone was buried deep” in his carry-on. Why are the media fixating on placement of this wireless device?
These online monikers for Bostian include: “Comodude 1983;” “Comodude” which appears on youtube, Myspace, and on his old livejournalpage.com On train message boards, Bostian uses “bub6d6.” Online pics of phallic images “won’t appear,” however. Allegedly, photos of Bostian “on the platform” remind viewers of his love of train travel. One reporter in this groundbreaking news story on gotnews.com said, “After a careful study of his social media, we conclude that he is an exhibitionist who is interested in odd sex acts.” Over and over, online analysis of the crash asks the question, “Why again was he going 106 mph in a 50 mph zone?”
For the purposes of this posting, I’ve written all I care to about the on-line perversions of Brandon Bostian and their presentation in various websites. Previously, the worst story about gay sex I had ever heard involved a gay man presenting at a large Chicago hospital’s emergency room. The attending ER doctor “had to work like crazy,” I was told. The only other images I care to get into include words such as “quick drying cement” and “Hamster.”
The heart wrenching description which two Philadelphia policemen gave in describing what they went through to extract a man from the twisted Amtrak wreckage moved me. “It was like walking in barbed wire,” one officer said, as they received the gratitude of the passenger with the broken spine, who, through his pain, was thanking them for saving his life.
The absolute pain of the photo of the young, eager, true naval midshipman who was killed; the smiling face of Mr. Gaines, the newsman whom his wife said took turkeys and other food items around all over town at Thanksgiving so no one would go hungry; pictures of the other deceased passengers, the maimed survivors compel the authorities and the media to tell the public the truth here!
SOURCES: (1) PALM BEACH POST, Sunday, May 17, 2015, pg. 2, above the fold, “Install speed control now, Amtrak told”