Big City Police Department
Constabulary Avenue
Big City, PU 11235
November 6, 1992
Calculus Student Dear Calculus Student: Our police force has run up against a
difficult problem, and we were hoping that we could turn to
you for assistance. Your very gracious and upstanding
professor, Dr. Crannell, to whom I am going to dedicate my
life, told me that you might be able to help. Our problem is this: a clown from a local
circus troupe was shot out of a cannon and into a canyon and
subsequently died. We believe that it was murder The facts of the case are these: Bobo the
clown has been performing in the Upsy-Daisy Traveling PU
Circus for about 2 years. The Upsy-Daisy is centered in
the mountains bordering Big City; they prefer practicing in
high altitudes where the air is rarer. Bobo performs a
variety of antic acts for the circus, including one in which
he is fired out of a cannon and parachutes into the local
canyon, Absolutely Gorges. Their next big show was to be
November 8, and at the time of the accident they were in the
midst of rehearsals. On the afternoon of November 1, Bobo
climbed into the cannon for reasons that we are still
unclear about. According to eyewitness accounts, the only
living beings within close range were the owner of the
circus, Rick Rasterdly, and 5 African elephants. Somehow the
cannon was fired, and Bobo, who was not wearing a parachute
at the time, was shot clear across the gorge, hitting the
opposite wall some 310 meters down. It surprised me, to be quite frank, that
Bobo could fly all the way that he did. I don't know how far
it is across the canyon (measuring down was easier than
measuring across), but it must be at least 200 meters. The
reason I'm so surprised is that the cannon itself is not
very large: when one end is on the ground, the other end is
only 3 feet in the air, and from base to mouth it's only 5
feet long. Nonetheless, it can fire off something as large
as a human being at a speed of 30 meters per
second. Our main line of questioning has been
whether Bobo fired the cannon himself or whether Rasterdly
set it off instead. It only takes about a half a second to
push the button. We have one eye-witness who swears that Mr.
Rasterdly hit the ignition button. We have another who
swears that Mr. Rasterdly kept his hands to himself. We have
witnesses who swear that Rasterdly and Bobo had been arguing
about money, and others who claim that they were best
friends. We have witnesses who say Bobo was depressed, and
others who say he never seemed happier. To tell the truth,
we're getting sick of witnesses, and that's why we're
turning to you. Here is Mr. Rasterdly's version of what
happened: The video recorder confirms his story up
to a point: it has no sound, but it has a digital clock
which leaves an imprint on the film. Just as the elephants
were rearing up (15:52:20 on the film), the camera veered
and was dropped. It turns out we have one further ace up
our sleeve, and we're keeping this quiet. Bobo's watch had
been fixed in town that week and he'd just picked it up the
morning of his death. The watchmaker told us it had kept
excellent time during the week since she'd repaired it, not
losing or gaining a second from her master clock. Bobo was
wearing his watch when he died, and it stopped at 3:56:50.
We compared the video camera to the watchmaker's clock, and
found the former to be 4 minutes and 16 seconds
slow. What we'd like to know from you, if you
can possibly help us with this, are the following three
questions: does Rasterdly's story hold water, and can we
convince the jury that it doesn't? How fast was Bobo going
at the time of impact, and was this sufficient to cause
death (there's always the outside chance Bobo was murdered
in the cannon, and then disposed of to avoid suspicion). And
lastly, just to check that your calculations are correct,
can you tell us how far across the gorge Bobo flew? (We'll
measure this ourselves to cross-check the accuracy of your
computations). I would appreciate your answer(s) by November
24, as we'll go to trial the day after.
Franklin & Marshall College
Lancaster, PA 17604
in
fact, we have a suspect
but
we can't prove that it's not a suicide.
I was filming the elephants
for a rock video. I figure, if MTV likes sex, violence,
and raw, bestial emotion, why not use elephants, eh? Bobo
geez,
I still can't believe he changed his name legally
it
used to be Winifred Dieselblock
well,
he was in the cannon, probably checking things out. He
often does before a gig, just to make sure everything's
working okay. I didn't pay much attention because I had
the elephants there; if you had to choose between 5
elephants or a clown you'd [
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well pick the elephants, wouldn't you? So we're getting
to the tricky part where they all stand up on their hind
legs and put their front legs on each other, and I hear a
'boom!'. I turn around, and there's Winifred sailing off.
I kept waiting for his chute to open and thinking it's a
[
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fine time for him to pull this, knowing we'll have to
send the jeep down to get him; but his chute never opens
and he bangs into the wall on the opposite side and then
tumbles on down. I can't believe it was suicide, I just
can't. It must have been an accident. He pushed that
button by mistake.
Yours sincerely,
Officer S. Kovalevskia