Yet another way that telecommunications have ruined the world. Can't intimidate some semisentient business casual wear headquartered in Franktown, CO and located fuck knows where
Pretty much this. Penny auctions worked because you had to physically be in the room, which means it's far easier for your friends and neighbors with guns and other implements of violence to tell the bank rep "hey maybe you should sit this one out bud" when they show up.
I wonder if there were times when someone was a terrible neighbour and the nearby farmers just refused to help. Like, say some dude who got drunk and didn't take care of his land so he had pests who infested nearby farms. Or he borrowed equipment from the neighbours and didn't return it, or returned it broken.
Imagine an auction like that where a guy thinks his neighbours are going to prevent people from bidding, but instead they bid to take his farm because they hate him so much.
Imagine being such a piece of work that several dozen people independently decide not to help with your murder investigation... and still managing to find a wife
Of course that story is awful too, I should have guessed
Um... Well, he didn't exactly "find a wife" in the way most people do.
He met his last wife, Trena McCloud (1957–2012), when she was 12 years old and in eighth grade and he was 35. He raped McCloud repeatedly. McCloud's parents initially opposed the relationship, but McElroy threatened them into agreement by burning down the house and shooting the family dog.
"Relationship" is doing a LOT of heavy lifting there.