To refresh, Jack the Ripper was never caught. Five victims, all prostitutes were disemboweled with surgical precision. After more than a century countless books, theories, suspects, and movies no one has been emphatically fingered as the perp.
Author John Morris has written a book carving out a new angle. That Jack The Ripper was really Jacqueline the Ripper - a woman.
John thinks Lizzie Williams, wife of royal physician Sir John Williams was the Whitechapel waster. Dr Williams, ironically, has been a major suspect for decades. Her motive presumed based on rage over not having kids of her own. Three of the victims had their wombs cut-out, dangling in an 'unhinged state'.
Well, as Star Trek Spock would lift an eyebrow and say 'intriguing'. Lizzie did go mad soon after the last killing took place, and eventually died from cancer in 1912. If she did it, she took it to her own grave.
Lucky for us because a Lizzie the Ripper would have been a lame name for a serial killer and would have taken steam away from Lizzie Borden. Ooops. The under 30s just got another name to look up.
