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Episode Date: May 20, 2024With the saga of the Austin serial bombings coming to a shocking conclusion, all that remains are questions. Now, over five years later, those deeply involved with these terrifying 19 days look back o...n what it all means to them -- as well as some who have never spoken publicly about what happened… until now. From Campside Media, Pegalo Pictures and Sony Music Entertainment, this is Season 6 of Witnessed: 19 Days Unlock all episodes of Witnessed: 19 Days, ad-free, right now by subscribing to The Binge. Plus, get binge access to brand new stories dropping on the first of every month — that’s all episodes, all at once, all ad-free. Just click ‘Subscribe’ on the top of the Witnessed: 19 Days show page on Apple Podcasts or visit GetTheBinge.com to get access wherever you get your podcasts. Find out more about The Binge and other podcasts from Sony Music Entertainment at sonymusic.com/podcasts and follow us @sonypodcasts and @campside_media Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
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Yeah.
The Bench Take a little picture.
You hit him from behind.
I heard the side doors open.
And so at that point, I knew someone had gone out.
And actually I knew it was Rob because I heard his voice.
I started getting out and I could see him at the front passenger window trying to breach
it with his rifle.
That's when the detonation happened.
Just a bright flash.
I see glass fly out from the front passenger window,
and I just, I see my buddy Rob just kind of fly out of frame.
Everything was silent, and everything was just super slow motion. I made my way up to the front driver window area
and I started to scan.
Everything was just super smoky in there.
I could see probably from kind of like his elbow-ish up
and he was still sitting upright,
and his eyes were open.
His head started to rotate towards me with his eyes open,
and I thought,
oh shoot, this guy's still alive.
And I ended up shooting him one time.
He slumped over,
and all of a sudden, like, everything came back.
We started backing away and kind of getting everyone back.
I turn around, and all of a sudden, Rob Nunez was standing there.
I was like, where the hell did you come from?
To clarify here, the SWAT team member who tried to breach Condit's window and who Vincent Garcia had seen blown backwards by the blast, he was also named Rob.
And despite being within a doorframe of an exploding pipe bomb, he was more or less physically
unharmed. As for Rob Nunez, Josh Oihus, and the rest of the bomb squad, they'd followed the SWAT
team to properly secure the scene and clear the car. We later find out that he actually had a pipe bomb with him.
And once he saw that, you know, he was caught and the police were there, he detonated that pipe bomb right there in his lap.
So we get the bomb truck there.
We want to clear the vehicle.
We take the robot down.
We drive it around.
It looks pretty consistent with what we had experienced before with the other devices. I go up there and we kind of look around
and the blast was like so powerful. It had like bent the steering wheel of the car forward.
And there was blood and meat and like bone and everything, everywhere, all over the inside of that car.
So then we become concerned that Condit is sitting on something, sitting on a device.
So we ended up setting up like a tarp and stuff.
We roped him, pulled him out from a distance away and he like fell onto the
tarp and
just looking at him there
dead on the side of the road he was just like
man
like all of this
for this guy
like what is the problem
like why did you lash out
at society
so violently what is the point? I could not
find any value or meaning in his actions at all.
Even though the bomber had been caught, even though his terror spree had been brought to
an end, Josh Oihoos, Rob Nunez, and the others involved in the takedown walked away feeling haunted.
The way we all do these days,
after one of these many distinctly American tragedies unfolds.
What would possess a 23-year-old kid
to do something so horrific, so unspeakable? From Sony Music Entertainment, Campside Media, and Pegalo Pictures, this is Witnessed, 19 Days.
I'm your host, Sean Flynn.
Part 8. I wish I were sorry, but I'm not.
The only thing I can even remotely compare it to
is like when you're doing like hurricane coverage.
You know, when you're just on the clock till you're not
and you have no end in sight,
but you're doing it because it's important
and because it matters to the people at home.
News that law enforcement had found the Austin bomber,
that they'd tried to arrest Mark Anthony Condit, and that Condit was now dead, spread quickly. Yet after weeks of
watching and waiting and reporting every new development, KVUE reporter Jason Puckett found
out about it like everyone else. We'd reached the point in this on that night where like our bosses
who'd been seasoned and had done this enough, they were not sleeping, but they'd learned that they had to make
some of their employees leave the newsrooms at a certain point
or else we wouldn't be able to cover things as things progressed.
I happened to be one of the ones who had been sent home that night
and was so exhausted I crashed.
But what I woke up to was my roommate, who was also in news,
waking me up, jumping for joy, shaking me that he'd been caught
and that he was dead and that it was over.
It was such an overwhelming sense of relief as an Austinite.
First thing I did was call into my newsroom to be like, do I need to be in there? I'm getting up,
I'm getting dressed, getting ready to run in there. No one's picking up, understandably,
because it's mayhem in there. So I open up our app to see what's on air at that moment. And it's my news director, Tim Ryan, who's a very calm, collected man, not prone to being on camera, but he was on camera in that moment announcing that the bomber had been killed.
I'm Tim Ryan. I'm the news director here at KVU. And we have information from Tony Plohetsky, who works for KVU and the Austin American Statesman,
confirmation that the suspect in these bombings is dead. Which was like a profound thing. You know,
the news director going on air only happens if the station's done something incredibly wrong, or if there is such profound news that the manager himself is like, I want to report this.
I don't want any backlash coming on anybody else at any point for the words that are chosen here. I'm going to take the responsibility of this one. They brought me back into the station to keep doing those verify things because once the name was released, my God, the hunt for the bomber was a race against time as law enforcement feared.
Additional devices would continue to be exploded. Now we have to go and work backwards to figure everything else out. With the immediate threat neutralized, to use the law enforcement word,
investigators would be able to rewind a bit to go back and sort out Condit's motive and methods.
Of course, first they had to be sure that Condit was the only threat,
which meant that over the previous day and night,
while they were desperately searching for Condit,
authorities were also ensuring everyone else in his immediate orbit was under control.
Here's Colin Thomas.
I decided to walk to the library in town.
On the way back, I still had that mentality in my mind.
I'm like, oh, God, I hope I don't step on something.
I hope I don't step on a trip wire.
It could be anywhere, because nobody knew,
and that's the freaky thing about it.
You know, we just assumed it was, like, some random individual,
some crazy random individual or individuals making this stuff.
And I start walking to the house,
and all of a sudden, a guy, a tall guy wearing a cap,
and he had a gun.
He's like, FBI.
So I just put my hands up.
I didn't resist.
I thought it was some kind of mistake or a joke.
So I sit by the sidewalk, and they detain me.
And he's like, do you know what's going on?
Well, I know the city's on high alert.
And he's like, okay, know what's going on? Well, I know the city's on high alert.
And he's like, OK, come with us.
Stand up.
It was getting crazier to where they had more police officers
coming in.
And I was sitting in their suburban.
They had me handcuffed.
I was kind of sitting there, kind of feeling sorry for myself.
And the only thing I'm thinking was,
did Mark call the police on me?
Because I'm thinking he accused me of something.
So maybe he was freaking out enough to actually be so neurotic enough to call the police on me? Because I'm thinking he accused me of something, so maybe he was freaking out enough to
actually be so neurotic enough to call the police
on me, or call the FBI.
And I thought they were doing a stop and search
to everybody in Austin, these random
individuals picking up people.
Like, oh, you must be the person. You must be the person.
So they asked me, this is where, they asked me
to draw out of the house
and said, yeah, we're sending in the
SWAT team in there. And I'm like,
oh shit, dude, Alan's in there. Holy crap. This was all happening late on March 20th into the
early morning hours of March 21st. At that time, there were two very active scenes. One was the
hotel lot in Round Rock, just north of Austin, where Condit's SUV was parked. The second was
Condit's house in
Pflugerville, where Colin Thomas and Alan, the other roommate, rented rooms. But as far as the
authorities knew, that house was a bomb factory. The whole place could be booby-trapped, so extreme
caution was critical. Rob Nunez, the chief of the bomb squad, and Josh Oihus were at the first scene,
preparing to take down Condit. Jeff Joseph was at the house, preparing to clear it.
So when we arrived at the staging point, there's a meeting, a big old circle of people standing
around talking about what's going to happen. Prior to that, the whole neighborhood had been
locked down, really. It's the most bizarre thing that I may have ever seen was, had somebody still been at the residence,
there was a threat.
Well, there was no surprise whatsoever.
And I think that may have been factored into the plan
of the reason why it happened the way it did.
The armor from the DPS SWAT team goes
and pulls the suspect vehicle away.
They approach, they try as best they can,
clear the structure from the outside, right,
to put minimal people at risk where possible.
It was really shortly discovered
that it was an empty building.
Started driving our robot over, drove through the house,
and turned around the bedroom door of the bomber,
used the robot, pushed the door open, and drove forward.
I ran into a guy's foot. I was like, what the hell's going on?
The FBI guy was there. I was like, who the fuck is this guy in the house, right?
They're like, I don't know, It might be the ATF bomb squad guy.
That's insanely dangerous. They're asking me to drive a robot in to check for tripwires,
and there's a human being inside there. That's like pointing a gun at that guy's head.
And so after I'd calmed down and gotten it out, the ATF bomb technician goes, he's like, man,
I'm real sorry. I thought it was clear for us to enter at that point. So there's still, even at the end of this,
a little bit of communication problem happening there.
From that point, it was just a matter of bomb tech after bomb tech going inside and taking x-rays
and trying to figure out what all these items
in the bomber's room are.
Finally, a view inside Condit's bedroom,
presumably the nerve center,
the place where his 19-day bombing spree was planned and plotted.
In his room, he had some ammonium nitrate mixtures that would have created high explosives.
So with a pipe bomb, you have to have a container for it to contain that pressure to explode.
A high explosive, it doesn't need that container.
It doesn't need that containment to be a lethal blast.
So it looked like he was definitely making an intent to escalate his game even further.
From simple devices to changing how they function slightly,
to putting them in the mail, to trip wires, all of this is like an escalating arch.
He could take any form factor that he wanted from that point forward.
And then also in there he had a box of where he had clearly been tinkering with how to make it
remotely activated. So that is another pretty seismic shift from victim activated to command
initiated. Also in there he had a box that had all the receipts and all the packaging from every single thing that he had purchased to build these devices.
Sacked up almost to hand to investigators, it seemed like.
Also in the box was the wig that he wore into the FedEx, the gloves, some rocks.
So the earlier devices, he had weighed them down. So it clearly, I thought, had gone into this,
that he didn't want to rely on having to pick a rock up
from the environment that he was in.
He brought his own rocks to the scene with him.
This mountain of physical evidence tying Condit to the bombings,
all of it easily gathered in his room,
certainly made it seem like Condit had no idea the authorities were onto him.
Was he really so brazen as to not cover his tracks?
Or did he want to get caught?
And meanwhile, Condit's roommate, Colin Thomas, had no idea what was happening.
He was still in custody at the police station, isolated from the outside world.
Nighttime roll around.
The FBI transferred me over to police officers, and the police officers took me downtown.
This is where the DA, just the attorney and the detective,
were both interrogating me about where, like,
you know anything about your roommate with this and that?
I'm like, I don't know what's going on.
One of the detectives was like, I've been up for three days straight now,
part of the family, so if you know anything,
you better, you know, you got to tell us.
You think this is a joke?
Like, you think this is, like,
they were really, like, harping on my ass.
They didn't tell me anything until later on.
So the whole world knew before I even found out.
We walked to the garage, and he tells me,
yeah, so we caught the guy, the bomber.
I was like, oh, thank God, that's good news?
Yeah, he was your roommate.
Oh, my fucking God.
It's almost like your whole world is like, it's zapped.
Like, you just get shocked.
Like, what?
After the raid, Condit's other roommate, who we're calling Alan, was detained and questioned.
Like Colin, he was released a short time later, which immediately raised an
obvious question. How could these two roommates not have known, or at the very least suspected,
that Condit was building bombs for weeks in their little three-bedroom house?
Here's Bomb Squad Sergeant Jeff Joseph. So I'm kind of on that line of a generation where that
seems like the most insane thing that anybody could ever tell me, that something like that could be happening in a house and the other people that live there not have any clue about it.
I guess it's possible.
It just seems really improbable to me.
And here's Joshua Hoos. He did not have an accomplice or accomplices or somebody training him, somebody helping him, teaching him.
Just based on my experience, we went after bomb factories when I was in the military.
And it's generally a network and people get training from somewhere.
So I only know my small piece of the pie, the puzzle, right?
There's probably a lot more to the puzzle that I'm not privy to. I can't get into investigative
details right now. I can tell you that we're looking at any associates that the subject might
have had to make sure this is singular in nature and there aren't other people that knew about this,
but that continues. That's Chris Combs, the FBI special agent in charge,
at a press conference a few hours after Condit was killed.
They were interviewed numerous times. It's kind of hard to believe that guys building bombs in
your house and you don't notice it. Obviously, in the beginning, we felt they have to know,
right? How could you not know?
But there's a lot that goes into why they were never charged.
On his room, it's padlocked.
So nobody ever went in his room.
Now, one of them said in interviews, yeah, I would hear like power drills and he was in there doing something.
I don't know what he was doing.
But they didn't know.
So it's not like he was building bombs in the living room or the dining room right where everybody would see it
They're not really friends. They're just kind of
Shacking up together
Just three random guys
And I was skeptical myself. I was like, wait a minute
How are we not charging anybody else in this house like that doesn't make sense
But through the numerous interviews that they all did and when you look at it all
It's very plausible that they had absolutely no knowledge as to what that guy was doing.
Now, if you're Colin Thomas, this isn't complicated.
People are like, how did you not know?
Here's my answer to that question.
I didn't know because I had no care what he was doing in his own life.
In a sense, I was so focused on my own life that I'm paying rent.
I'm not going to go ask him about his personal life.
It's a business transaction, first and foremost.
And Mark is representing his father, who owns the house.
And to add to that, I always ask people,
well, do you know what your neighbors are doing next door?
People only show you what they want you to see.
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In the early hours of March 21st, there were cops staking at his house.
Hundreds more were searching for him all over Central Texas.
But he was gone.
The cops had no idea where he was or where he was going.
Until he turned on his phone.
His phone pinged a cell tower, and that led police right to him in that hotel parking lot.
And maybe Condit knew that would happen.
Because the reason he turned on his phone was to record a 25-minute soliloquy
about the how and the why of his bombing spree.
A few details about that recording would be released by law enforcement hours later.
One of the things that Mark Condit said is,
I wish I was sorry, but I am not.
Condit described himself as a psychopath
and said he feels as though he had been disturbed since his childhood.
To law enforcement authorities, Condit's recording was a clear-cut,
case-closed confession to all of the bombings. They called it a manifesto, which would seem to give it an intellectual depth that a bomber's ramblings probably don't deserve, but we'll have
to take their word for it.
As of today, six years after the fact, officials have never released the recording or even a transcript. They're worried about copycats and about broadcasting the message of a domestic terrorist.
Of course, those closest to the case, like Rob Nunez and others on Austin's bomb squad and at the FBI, they have heard the recording.
I have heard it, and it's cut and clear that it was him.
He did it, and he was alone.
He never gave any indication for any ideology or anything like that.
He was a true serial killer.
He had hardly any emotion about what he did.
He just didn't care.
That's Chris Combs' take on it, too.
So in that confession, he walks through each one of the bombings.
He says during the video that he chose everybody randomly,
that he's just a psychopath.
He loves killing people. He loves explosives.
And he said, I don't know why, but I just love killing people.
So there is no motive. There's no motive at all. It was completely random. And he talks about
his future plans of other bombings.
So there's no question we stopped future bombings,
that frankly, he was going to increase his ferocity and body count.
And then he was talking about just giving up and moving away
so that we could never catch him.
But he does describe in that video
that as soon as he talked to the roommate and he heard about the ambulance, he knew the FBI was on to him.
Jeff Joseph, the bomb squad sergeant, he also heard it.
He pretty much asked the question, why did I do it in a rhetorical manner?
And he's like that he's psychotic.
That was his response to himself.
And then he starts rambling a little bit that he feels like he's always been that way.
And that he would maybe at some point he would stop and switch to shooting people.
He would watch the news about bombings happening and he'd be like, man, why aren't the cops getting that guy?
And then he'd be like, oh, that's right. That's because that's me.
I don't know anything about psychology, but to me, if somebody says that they take offense to
what they're seeing that's happening, and then like, oh, that's me, I don't think that they're
maybe quite as detached as they think they are. I think it boils down to maybe just being evil.
As a motive, being evil is both comforting and chilling all at once.
Comforting because it accounts for everything.
There's no messy details to sort through, no nature versus nurture.
Just a basic immutable flaw, a glitch in the bad guy's wiring.
And yet it's chilling because it explains nothing.
Evil describes Condit's specific acts.
And maybe it even describes him. But where does that evil come from? because it explains nothing. Evil describes Condit's specific acts,
and maybe it even describes him.
But where does that evil come from?
Because before March of 2018,
there was nothing to suggest it was lurking in Condit.
Condit had no criminal record.
He'd never been in any kind of trouble.
He was the eldest of three children in a solidly middle-class religious family.
The kids were homeschooled,
and after graduating from homeschool high school, Condit went to Austin Community College for a
couple of years. Then he got a job at a semiconductor company. He was let go because
of restructuring, and by early 2018, he was reportedly working at a garage door company,
which is where he apparently sourced many of the supplies he needed to build
his bombs. Except for that part, the bombs, he was thoroughly unremarkable. Extended family members,
friends, neighbors, they all remember him as quiet, polite, kind. And then, for reasons no one
understands, he murdered two people, maimed five, and terrorized a major American city for 19 days.
Except, we don't like not understanding.
That's human nature.
So when there's no obvious answer, we look for hints, for clues.
We sift through the ashes for fragments that we can dust off and analyze.
For instance, there was this antiquated and, frankly, unfounded theory about Condit's core motive,
which was repeated with varying degrees of confidence by many different people we interviewed,
from law enforcement to members of the press to locals in Austin.
A theory still repeated more than five years after the bombings.
One night in 2017, Colin Thomas remembers he was playing video games with Condit
in the living room of that little house.
So Mark told me he was gay one night,
and this was after I had brought up
one of the famous singers, Demi Lovato,
because I thought she was cute.
I couldn't really tell what he was into.
I was like, hey, you like her?
Not that it really mattered, that's his business,
but he told me he was gay, and then my reaction was, oh, okay. Yeah, cool. I didn't see a big deal for
him to admit that. I don't even know if it's entirely true either. That's what I want to
emphasize because he wrote an article against, you know, counteract to that. That's true. Almost
six years earlier, in May 2012, Condit wrote a blog post
called Why Gay Marriage Should Be Illegal. He wrote, in part, homosexuality is not natural.
It's not natural to couple male with male and female to female. It would be like trying to
fit two screws together and two nuts together and then saying, see, it's natural for them to go
together. It also came out, after
he was dead, that Condit had a Grindr account, which made quite a few headlines. The theory here,
such as it is, seems to be that Condit's sexuality was in such conflict with his religious upbringing
that maybe he feared harsh judgment from those closest to him. And that, the theory seemed to go,
that fear of being ostracizedized or maybe self-loathing
convinced Condit that he should murder strangers. Not just murder, but to calmly, meticulously,
with a great amount of planning and technical skill, build and distribute explosives over a
period of weeks. That does not seem plausible. Also, there's no evidence to support it.
So we're back to where we started.
Dark Knight had a quote, you know,
some men just want to watch the world burn, right?
So I think that's that.
He just wanted to see how far he can go until he got caught.
And I think he was trying to just, you know,
do this until they finally caught him.
And when they caught him, he blew himself up,
so nobody can capture him, I guess.
The truth is, no one knows why he did it,
or why he targeted his victims,
or even if he did target them.
In a way, that was Condit's final act of terror,
leaving all of those questions that will never be answered. Between 1979 and 1989,
a dozen people from Dallas, Texas, died mysteriously.
Why do you think it was so difficult to tie Terry to these deaths?
Because there's no smoking gun.
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From Sony Music Entertainment, this is Origins with Kush Jumbo. I think the most common thought that enters my brain, especially as I get older, is the sort of
concern over the victim's legacy in this. People think back on the Austin serial bombing,
and it's still about Mark Anthony Condon and who he was and what led to this.
And that's going to be fascinating. I don't blame people for that inclination,
but I wish there was also a push to equally maybe remember the folks who were killed by this or wounded by this. I particularly often think of Stephen House because I remember just how he was the true first victim and the coverage was so wrong and the response to it was so wrong and sort of almost to a point where he was almost mildly vilified. And that's heartbreaking.
Jason Puckett is right.
The victims are almost always overshadowed by the villains.
It's like they become footnotes or half-remembered extras in someone else's show.
Sometimes, a lot of times, that's what they prefer, to be left alone.
We reached out to the survivors, to the family and
friends of the dead, but few of them wanted to talk, wanted to relieve that horror all these
years later. As one father told us, they've moved on with their lives. But Mark Mason, the father of
Draylon Mason, the 17-year-old musical prodigy who was killed after stepping between his mother and the second package bomb,
he did want to talk.
And for the first time.
Our producer sat down with him at a coffee shop near his home in Pflugerville,
coincidentally just a few blocks from where Mark Condit once lived,
where he built the bomb that killed Draylon.
Draylon was a happy kid.
He was a happy kid.
You know, he had fun. That's what he was supposed to kid. He was a happy kid. You know, he had fun.
That's what he was supposed to do.
He was a kid.
As his dad, I just wanted him to be a grown man.
I think all fathers want that.
You just want your kids to be grown and responsible
and take care of themselves and, you know, all the rest of that.
Draylon was a heck of a musician.
Where did that come from, do you think?
It came from me.
Studied piano, I studied guitar,
I studied, you know, saxophone.
And I think, I want to say he got it from me,
but you know, all kids, they are who they are.
But the nuance is,
is that I think he felt better as a teacher.
I think Drayton loved to teach his craft.
He gets that from his grandfather and his grandmother.
And as his father, I wanted him to be the best man he could possibly be.
He died at 17.
Nobody knows in the fuck what they want to do at 17.
Draylon was a talented kid.
I know he was gifted when, you know, when he put the violin in his hand.
He started with the violin, went to the cello, and next thing you know, we have this double bass, and then he thought he was extra sexy cool with the violin in his hand. He started with the violin, went to the cello, and next thing you know, we have this double bass,
and then he thought he was extra sexy cool
with the bass in his hand.
He was a great giver
and a great person.
It's been five years.
You know, you'll never get over it, right? You'll never, I hate, like I said,
I hate when people say it's going to be a new fucking normal or some bullshit. It gets more
manageable. I say that to anybody who's lost anybody close to them. It'll never be normal, but it gets more manageable.
It wasn't just Draylon.
There were five other victims here, and all of them have a significant relevance.
There was a child lost.
There was a young man lost.
Freddie Dixon and Melanie Dixon's son was lost.
Joyland is not alone.
And then Mark Mason reveals a truly bizarre coincidence.
And that's all it is, a coincidence,
which is a connection between the first three bombings.
Himself.
It's the freakiest thing
I've ever been involved in.
I knew Freddie. I knew
Melanie. I knew Joey,
Ms. Esraza's son. I know
Freddie Dixon. He was my pastor
for my
whole life. I knew
Joey. We worked together
for 10 years at the
comptroller's office, right?
To fully clarify what Mark Mason is talking about here,
Freddie Dixon, Mark Mason's pastor his whole life,
was Anthony Steffenhaus' stepfather.
Mark worked at the state comptroller's office with Joey,
Esperanza Herrera's son, for more than a decade.
And, of course, his own son, Draylon, who was killed by the second bombing.
This is going to sound harsh and fucked up,
but I'm kind of glad the motherfucker took his own life, right?
He saved up from going to court,
saved up from years of juries and trials
and all the rest of that old shit.
I don't need to know your explanation.
What happened, happened.
I don't blame his parents.
They're victims in this as well, right?
They're victims too in this.
I don't hold any ill will to them.
Did the city respond accordingly?
Who the fuck knows?
Could they have done better?
Yes.
Could anybody, and I say that to say,
could anybody have done better under the circumstances?
Hindsight being 20-20, everybody could have done better, right?
And so I don't dwell.
I just keep on moving.
Keep moving forward.
That's what Mark Mason has done.
And that's what the city of Austin has done. But there are still scars here's jason puckett it felt like austin had sort of lost something
in the short term after this had happened it didn't have the same safety and sort of naivety
and just overall feeling of just like enthusiastic life that the city had often had until that.
I always loved bringing people to visit Austin to just like take them down the Greenway or
something or take them over to like even like Zilker Park just to walk around and see people
living. Because I always loved that compared to so many other cities, people are just out there
having fun. They're living their lives. They're out there with their families and their pets.
They're on the river. They're getting drunk on 6th Street, you know, whatever they're doing.
It did feel like this, even once it was passed and people finally could have some semblance of safety, that it sort of stomped on that a little bit.
That one person, through crazy actions, can just alter a city and that many people in such a profound way.
It doesn't seem right. These rare and spectacular crimes,
they're like pivot points,
signposts that mark a before and an after in a city's collective psyche.
Austin was not a place that could be terrorized
by a lone bomber,
until it was.
Now, it's not like people tiptoe around
scanning for tripwires,
but the memory is still there.
It's not paranoia.
It's a memory, but one that shifts your idea of what's possible.
Josh Oihus has since left the Austin Police Department. He moved to Colorado to work with
local fire departments and first responders. He's had time to ponder, to put those 19 days in perspective. I didn't really think about it in great depth or in detail until a few years later.
I don't think it's a one-off.
I think it's something that could have happened in any city.
It could still happen in any city.
It's bordering on like a complex coordinated attack type thing.
And it's very hard for law enforcement, public safety to respond and deal with those types of situations.
I think it's a symptom of the mental health crisis in America.
In America, there's just not enough resources. And I travel a lot and there's parts of the country
where, especially more rural parts of the country where you can't even get access to like a
counselor or psychologist or anything like that. It's definitely not something that is prioritized
in our culture. And because of that, I think we're able to easily disassociate from pain or from someone else's pain.
And, you know, if it gives you a thrill, like Condit seemed to get a thrill out of hurting defenseless people,
you just have no empathy and no way of understanding, like, those people's lives are changed forever.
It's definitely something that people need to fight against.
And really, even in Austin, it wasn't long before the news cycle kind of wiped that out and we were on to the next thing. To be continued... of Sarah King. She conned people out of $10 million.
But infamy comes with a price.
If we don't have our money by tomorrow morning,
you will be gutted like a fish in Newport Harbor.
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This episode of Witnessed 19 Days was reported and
produced by Eli Kouros and Joshua
Schaefer of Pegalo Pictures,
and Alvin Cowan. Executive
produced by Josh Dean, Vanessa
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and co-produced by David Leffler. Written by Eli Khoras. Edited and assembled by Joshua Schaefer.
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