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Retrospective 2: Investigations

Retrospective 2 takes us to the origin of the investigation; where Josh's interest in storytelling evolved into his obsession of needing to know everything. And it started in a surprising place: a bound book of correspondence between two teenage girls and their landlord. What started as comedic found writing, became a mystery that people could not let go. And as Josh made his way through it, while working on TCB, he learned about investigations and their repercussions.

This is parts one and two of The Karen & Ellen Letters, Josh's first full-fledged investigation.

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Cast:
Sara Stapleton as Karen
Sara Kitcher as Ellen
Jeff Powell as Mark
Matt Peelen as Rob

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Speaker 1: This is a studio both and production. As you know,

we are celebrating my tenth year in podcasting and we're

capping that celebration off with a three day event here

in the Berkshires over the weekend of September twenty fifth.

There will be studio sessions, live shows, a Bravo town hall,

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and tons of special guests. Will do the Karen and

Ellen Letters Live starring Amanda Jacobson from Wine and Crime,

Tawny plattis famous renowned voice actress, and Chris Brayton from

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If Our Americana was my entryway into podcasting. Then the

Karen and Ellen letters were my introduction into actual investigations.

It's where my curiosity got the best of me, and

where the story became bigger than words on a page,

where in the absence of an ending, I needed to

find one. Which is funny now because that particular ending

and what it's meant to me has become so fluid

that it's barely an ending at all. Now there's this

book I read and reread every five to ten years

or so, Sexing the Cherry by Jeanette Winterson. I first

read it when I was about twenty, shortly after i'd

moved to San Francisco and come out of the closet,

when I began desperately searching for a love and stability

and acceptance that I never felt like i'd had prior.

The book is simultaneously both about the persistence of and

the absence of time, the recurrence of life, the longevity

of storytelling, the reincarnation of memory and dreams. When I

was younger and more idealistic, it represented the persistence of

love in many ways. It still does, but what it

means to me in my life changes with every year

and every read. And that's what the Karen and Ellen

Letters have been for me, a sort of guide post,

or a penciled height on a door frame that belongs

to someone else. Now. When I first received the Karen

and Ellen Letters, a hand bound book of correspondence between

two teenage girls and their landlord, it was more of

a party trick than anything else, something we'd pull out

after a few bottles of wine, pass around reading and

laughing late at night. The mystery of the letters was

ever present, but their value was in the content of

the letters themselves, and for years of reading those letters

amongst different groups of people, that would rarely change other

than a few moments of curiosity. Although it was a

mystery that nagged at me, but also one I never

thought I was truly capable of solving. I also often

wondered if it was best not knowing what was real

and what wasn't. In late twenty sixteen, I decided to

turn the letters into a podcast, and twelve years after

receiving those letters, I found that their value was now

in the mystery. The story was both our own curiosity

about who these people were and how they came to collide,

and the mystery of what was it was real, what wasn't,

and what was the gray in between. So Sarah Stapleton,

who plays Karen in the podcast, and I began actually

investigating and through which learning how to investigate those letters,

their authentication and who those people were, if they were

at all. And investigating the Karen and Ellen letters introduced

me to newspapers, dot com, Spokio, the Internet archives and

all these other tools that I use now daily in

my investigation into Keys and other podcasts. It all came

from my unending curiosity surrounding the mystery of Karen and Ellen,

from my need to know and my need for an ending.

Little did I know what a rabbit hole that curiosity

would lead me down, and like sexing the cherry, the

more time I spent with Karen and Ellen, the more

I saw them holistically from different perspectives, with different curureuriosity

that led to new questions and varying levels of understanding.

I was obsessed, but also became endeared. In podcasting, we

talk a lot about parasocial relationships, and if we're being honest,

they start with us and our subjects. I came to

know and care for these girls, these women who were

ten years older than me, but forever trapped in their

late teens. I felt like I needed to protect them

but also know them. At the time, I didn't realize

how often contrasting those two needs can be. It's something

I've learned and lived in much more significantly with the

Keys investigation, and specifically Sarah and Tammy. The more I

want to know them, the more I want to protect

them from me and everyone else who wants to know them.

I also came to learn what a Pandora's box asking

simple questions aloud can be. People I didn't know began

in investigating Karen and Ellen. They wanted the same answers

I did. Some were curious, some were reckless, and they

were a curiosity and recklessness that I owoke inside them.

One I couldn't control, one I couldn't guide through my

own ideas of ethics, what was right and wrong. People

I couldn't protect Karen and Ellen from. I became afraid

of the damage my investigation could do, and again, little

did I know then how amplified that would become when

I made the decision, based on that very investigation, to

turn true crime bullshit into a deep dive investigation rather

than just a reporting of events. But with TCB, like

with the Karen and Ellen Letters, I needed an end.

I needed to know everything no matter the cost. The

price I paid for the Karen and Ellen Letters would

be minimal. No one got hurt, no one got exposed,

and were able to still laugh at the joke that

was once the core of those letters, but also walk

away with the lessons in humanity that were their ultimate value.

The epilogue of that podcast is to remember to always

look deeper, to always see beyond what people want you

to see, to give everyone their humanity and grace, because

if you don't, you never know when or how hard

it will slap you in the face. Because when you don't,

you're often robbing yourself and your loved ones of their

humanity and grace. Because those two girls who started as jokes,

as butts of the joke, they ended up reminding us

all of our own humanity and humility and both the

power and harm in storytelling because the person telling the

story always has the most power. They define what the

story is, who the characters are, and what the takeaways are.

And while in creating and investigating that podcast and those letters,

I got to take the power away from Mark. The

story now lives on through my per and if I've

learned anything over time, it's that perspective is both at

once absent and persistent. These are the first two episodes

of The Karen and Ellen Letters, where my need to

know everything truly manifested for the first time. It is

both a comedy and a mystery, a story of power

and humanity. Look at two people through multiple lenses, but rarely,

if ever, their own, and like sexing the cherry, the

story changes and changes me every time I revisit it.

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Speaker 2: Warning, listening to this podcast may cause un mitigating obsession

and cognitive dissonance. All names have been changed to protect

the innocent, the insane, and everyone else in between.

Speaker 1: It was the summer of two thousand and five at

a Kinko's in downtown San Francisco. A woman named Susan

watched worn out pages as they slid through a photocopier,

like they had so many times before, and like they

would so many times again. Just several blocks away, a

guy who somewhat resembles me now was turning twenty four.

Hurricane Katrina had just devastated the Gulf Coast, and I

was devastated. I'd spent the previous week watching the city

I had just moved from the city I loved full

of some of my closest friends flooded, looted, destroyed, and ignored.

The night before my birthday, my boyfriend, best friend and

I sat in silence in a wine bar, occasionally choking

up in conversation that existed merely to cull the conversation

we were avoiding. At midnight, we chugged Beaujelais in front

of a picture window that overlooked the San Francisco Bay

and out across to Oakland and Berkeley, and we wondered

where our friends were. They were okay. We tried to

find some bright spot. We looked for some reason to smile,

to laugh. Karen and Ellen always have a way of

finding you when you need them. The most. It's funny

looking back now at how much not only my life

has changed since that fateful night, but also how I

view those letters, how a simple birthday gift would change

my life completely, how for years it would be about comedy,

and then mystery, which became obsession, and now finally community

and perspective and humanity. The many lives of these letters

have all had such distinct and different impacts on mine,

and they've always come at just the right moments. Like

I said, Karen and Ellen always find you just when

you need them the most, and they always bring with

them an ironic sense of wisdom and awareness and maybe

just the right amount of cognitive dissonance. This is the

Karen and Ellen Letters. It was the summer of nineteen

eighty seven. The Simpsons made their first TV appearance, the

stock market crashed, and perhaps not coincidentally, Prozac made its

American debut, And meanwhile, and Oakland, California, two teenage girls

were moving into their very first department.

Speaker 3: July first, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, when I signed

the lease last week, I pointed out the burned out

light bulb in the refrigerator. You said, if I replaced

it myself. I could deduct the cost from my next

month's rent, along with any other small expenses that were

your responsibility. So I'm sending you this list of things

I plan will deduct from my August rent list. Number

one one refrigerator light bulb two dollars two, oven light

bulb two dollars. Three, shed padlock eight dollars four, telephone

installation thirty seven dollars, HI telephone thirty six dollars. Telephone

extension cord nine dollars. Seven, hangars for closets in bedrooms

twelve dollars. Eight extra front door keys uokayed six dollars nine,

fish food ten dollars ten al algicide five dollars eleven, garden.

Speaker 4: Tools sixteen dollars twelve ice tray for freezer two dollars

thirteen cleaning stuff forty six dollars.

Speaker 3: Karen.

Speaker 1: In two thousand and five, I received a strange and

life changing birthday present, a file folder full of photocopied

handwritten letters between two tenants and their landlord. I looked

a bit bewildered at the woman who handed me the present,

a woman named Susan, who I worked with at Ironically enough,

a law firm. She just smiled and said, trust me,

you need these, and she was right in more ways

than one. Little did I know then that this folder

would lead to hours upon hours of hysterical laughter and

then a successful blog followed by a live performance. In

an odd eleven year journey to authenticate those letters, I

launched The Karen and Ellen Letters as a podcast back

in twenty seventeen, at which point not much progress had

been made in actually finding out the truth about the letters.

But as we recorded episode after episode, Sarah Stapleton, who

plays Karen, became as obsessed with finding out the truth

as I was, and in real time, as the podcast

was airing, we reopened my investigation into them and we

started finding answers, and those answers were often quite surprising

and almost always a bit challenging. Throughout the podcast, you'll

hear the letters read by actors, and those letters are

read as they're written, Typos, misspellings, poor grammar and all

of which there is a lot. And as we go along,

I imagine you'll find yourself debating whether or not these could

be real, And it turns out the answer to that

question is as complicated as it is surprising.

Speaker 3: July third, nineteen eighty seven, Dear Mark, List number two

one Bay Cablevision cable TV hookup fifty dollars. Two Bay

Cablevision deposit fifty dollars. I will return this fifty dollars

to you when I leave. Three oven cleaner four dollars,

four bath rug thirty dollars, five electric broom vacuum cleaner

forty seven dollars.

Speaker 5: Karen, July ninth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Karen, I have

received your lists number one and two of expenses you

plan to deduct from your rent. You may deduct the

cost of the refrigerator and stove light bulbs, the oven

cleaner if the oven was dirty when you moved in,

and the keys and the padlock, provided that you return

the padlock and it's keys to me when you leave.

I will not pay for the other expenses because I

do not believe that they could normally be considered a

landlord responsibility. I think you have badly misunderstood me when

I said you could make small purchases and deduct them

from your rent if I was responsible for them in

the future. Before you buy anything that you plan to

deduct from your rent, I think you should call me

first and get my okay, Mark.

Speaker 3: July thirteenth, nineteen eighty seven, Dear Mark, got your letter.

I'd like to work out a deal with you on

my list of expenses. So I'll pay for the cable

TV stuff if you will pay for the phone stuff,

and I will pay for the cleaning stuff, if you

will pay for the vacuum, or we can just split

the expenses in halfs I'd like to get this settled

before Ellen arrives next month. Karen PS. A few days ago,

I was sitting on the deck when I stood up.

I tore my jeans that got caught on a nail

in your deck. The genes costed forty two dollars. I've

saved them so you can see them, okay.

Speaker 6: July twenty first, nineteen eighty seven, Dear Mark, Hello, I'm

just writing to let you know how much I'm looking

forward to moving into my new home. Karen has described

the house to me, and it sounds well dreamy. I

know we will get along famously. As you know, I'm

an artist and I'm majoring an interior design at U See.

I'm looking forward to trying out some of my ideas.

On my new home. I'm leaving money matters to Karen.

Being an artist, I'm not as practical as she is.

I've been studying art in Washington this summer. One of

the things I've learned here is a new oil transfer

process from marble Efe walls and ceilings. Of course, I'll

check with you before doing any work on my walls,

but I know you'll just love it. I have a

gauzy picture in my mind of the house. Now I

know that work imagination, and some financial assistance from you,

I can turn my new home into an enchanted place.

Speaker 5: Yours, Hellen, July sixteenth, nineteen eighty seven. Karen, your expectations

that I'm going to pay for such things as your

vacuum cleaner, your telephone, and now your clothes is totally

ridiculous and unrealistic on your part. I'm sorry to be

so blunt, but my last letter didn't seem to make

my point clear to you. My last letter was not

intended to be an author in part of the continuing negotiation,

like haggling with a rug merchant at a Persian bazaar,

but rather a simple statement of what I will and

will not pay for as far as your genes are concerned.

I can only advise you that you look more carefully

in future where you sit. A deck is designed to

be walked upon, not sat upon.

Speaker 3: Sincerely, Mark, July twenty third, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark,

I didn't understand your letter. I don't want to buy

a rug in a Persian bazaar. I just want you

to pay for the stuff I talked about in my

letters to you, especially the cable TV deposit which is overdue.

Karen PS. Good news. I fixed my genes, so now

you don't have to pay for them, okay.

Speaker 5: July twenty fourth, nineteen eighty seven, Karen, your lease says

that you are to pay all utility bills except for

garbage collection and water. When I told you to call

pgn E to transfer the gas to electricity to your house,

I did not give you permission to have them send

the bill to me. I expressly told you when you

signed the lease that you were to pay the gas

and electric bill. I don't know why you've had the

bills sent to me, but you should call pg and

E immediately to have them service transferred to your name,

because I'm going to call them and have it taken

out of my name. As you know, I can't have

the service turned off since there's only one meter for

yours and the Caldwell's electricity. Karen, you've got to stop

playing games with me. My patience is getting pretty stretched.

Mark July twenty eighth, nineteen eighty seven. Karen, when I

wrote that I wasn't going to haggle with you like

a rug dealer in a Persian bazaar or bizarre if

you prefer, I meant that only as a simile a

figure of speech. I cannot be more blunt than I

have already been. I will only pay for those items

I have expressly agreed to pay for in my letters

to you. As to the cable TV deposit, Karen, you

should know that the landlord does not pay a deposit

to his tenant, but rather a tenant pays a deposit

to a landlord.

Speaker 3: Mark Mark, I'm very concerned about all these rats, Karen,

August Tewod, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, I've asked a

lot of my friends, and they tell me you're right

about the cable TV deposit. My friends tell me that

landlords don't give deposits to their tenants, So I guess

I'll just have to pay for all the stuff on

my lists myself now, since you won't. There is one

new item. When I moved in, I agreed to split

the electric bill in half with the Caldwells in the

front house. But there's two of them, Diane and Marshall,

and only one of me until Ellen gets here, so

I should pay only one third of the bill until then.

That seems fairer to me. They use more electricity than

me and have two cats.

Speaker 5: Karen, August fifth, nineteen eighty seven. Karen, I will not

debate the electric bill with you. In the rental agreement

you signed, you agreed to pay half of the property's

electric bill. I cannot measure the amount of electricity used

by you versus the amount of electricity used by the

Calwells and their two cats. Read your rental agreement, sincerely, Mark.

Speaker 1: It was the summer of nineteen eighty seven Bretha Franklin

became the first woman inducted into the Rock and Roll

Hall of Fame. The Legend of Zelda was released for Nintendo,

the world population reached five billion, and in Oakland, California,

two teenage girls were still settling into their first apartment.

Speaker 6: August eighth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, Well, I guess

I've arrived. The house doesn't seem quite as dreamy as

I imagined. I think the last tenants must have had

bad feelings about this house because I can sense bad

spirits here. I've discussed this with my guru, mister Simila Patel.

He is willing to exercise the bad spirits in this

house for two hundred and fifty dollars as he is

a good friend of mine. His regular fee is five

hundred dollars, so I've saved you fifty percent. Can I

get your okay as soon as possible? Mister Patel travels

a lot, and we wouldn't want to miss him. Ellen. Ps.

Karen tells me your decorator is in Venice. Tell him

he must see the bridge of size. It's beautiful, Yours, Ellen.

Speaker 5: August tenth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Ellen, I know that

you and Karen have only recently arrived in the Bay Area.

I don't know what the rental market is like where

you come from. It is possible that where you come

from landlords normally pay for exorcisms. However, I can assure

you that the landlords in this area do not pay

for exorcisms or any other means of driving away bad

spirits from their property. If you speak to your friends

who have lived in this area for several years, they

will confirm what I'm saying is true. Sincerely, Mark, PS.

I do not want you to marbilize the walls or

wallpaper print or paint the walls either. Remember the rental

agreement you signed prohibits any redecorating, altering, or remodeling of

the building by you without my prior written consent.

Speaker 6: Mark, August fourteenth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, you requested

that I should ask my friends if you were justified

in refusing to pay for exercising the bad spirits from

my home, and I did. Here's how they voted. Three

people felt that my request was unreat Four people felt

that my request was reasonable, but you were within your

rights to refuse, including Karen. Two people felt that my

request was reasonable and you should have paid. Two person

felt that my request was reasonable and you are being

completely unreasonable. So it looks like my friends agree with you.

I'm going to ask them again after the harmonic convergence.

I'll let you know if they've changed their mind.

Speaker 3: Ellen, August fifteenth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, I'll pay

half the electric bill until Ellen arrived, but I don't

really think it's fare. You know, this house only have

one telephone outlet in the kitchen. I'd like another one

in my bedroom, and Ellen will probably also want one

in her. The electric store around the corner Positively Electric

says they can sell me a big roll of telephone

wire for five dollars. Will you pay the telephone company

for the installation of two extra telephones in our bedrooms?

Speaker 6: Karen sixteenth, nineteen eighty seven, Dear Mark, got some bad

news for you. My guru mister Patel has left the US.

He's gone to a monastery in Sri Lanka to meditate.

I don't know when he'll be back in California. There's

a civil war going on in Sri Lanka. There have

already been attacks on monasteries in Sri Lanka by heavily

armed gorillas. Guru Patel recommended another guru for the exercising

of the house spirits, a Gurulahara. Unfortunately, I don't have

a personal relationship with gurula Heara, so he's going to

charge you the full five hundred dollars, but don't worry.

I'm shopping around for a cheaper guru. Do you know

any bargain gurus. Karen thinks this is all nonsense, so

please write to me about this, not her, Yours Ellen,

August twenty fifth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, Gurula Heara

has just informed of the sad news that the monastery

near Trincomlis Relai Banka has been attacked by communist gorillas

and Guru Patel has probably been killed. Guru Lahara has

gone back to Sri Lanka to attend to matters and meditate.

So temporarily I'm going to have to put off the

exercising of my house spirits. Although I know you probably

want to get this over with almost as much as

I do. Temporarily, I'm going to try to lure the

bad spirits from the house by putting a spirit house

in the garden. The spirit house costs two hundred dollars,

plus the cost of food and the gifts to be

placed inside. I'll understand if you don't want to pay

for this expense in addition to the exorcism sometime later,

Yours Ellen, you shouldn't blame yourself too much for this.

August thirtieth, nineteen eighty seven, dear Mark. Enclosed is our

September rent less the deduction for the Spirit House usual

rent five hundred and ninety dollars minus Spirit House two

hundred September rent three hundred and fifty dollars. Karen says,

since three hundred and fifty dollars doesn't divide evenly by two,

I'm paying one hundred and ninety dollars and Karen's paying

one hundred and seventy dollars. Yours, Ellen, August thirty first,

nineteen eighty seven, Dear Mark, there's a man who looks

over my fence with a strange look whenever I'm washing

my fish. Do you know if he is normal?

Speaker 3: Yours, Ellen, September nineteenth, nineteen eighty seven, dear Mark, you

shouldn't worry about making Ellen cry. She cries all the time.

Speaker 5: You know.

Speaker 3: I'm still waiting to get approval from your decorator to

wallpaper my house. Is he back yet from Venice? It's

too hard to wallpaper over all these luvered closet doors,

so I think I'll just glue some nice fake fur

to them. What color would you suggest? Could I get

a check from you for five hundred dollars as an

advance on the fabric and fur and glue. Sincerely, Karen,

September twentieth, nineteen teen eighty seven. Dear Mark, I've found

out that you gave a VCR to the Caldwells. I'd

like a VCR and so at Ellen. There's a VCR

I saw at the Good Guy's store in Berkeley that

I liked. It's three hundred and seventy dollars. The blue

ones are four hundred and fifty. I want a blue one.

Ellen would like to get her VCR before the autumnal equinox. Sincerely, Karen,

December tenth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, It's been a

long time since I wrote to you. The repairman from

Taylor Appliance never came even after we made an appointment,

and our oven still smells bad. I think there's a

gas leak, but Ellen says it smells like avocados. I

think Ellen's wrong. You know, there's a very big avocado

tree next to our front door, and I think Ellen's

just smelling the true. But Ellen says she can smell

avocados when she sticks her head into the oven, so

she says it's not a gas leak. What do you think, yours? Karen,

December sixteenth, nineteen eighty seven. Dear Mark, we called in

a repairman from Reliance Appliance to fix our stove. He's

a real genius. He smelled the avocados too. He said

that Gason never smells like avocados. So he moved to

the oven and he found a rotten avocado that fell

behind the stove. The repairman charged me eighty five dollars

for the service call, which I will deduct from my

January rent. Okay, yours Karen.

Speaker 1: Throughout reading the letters, the first of many debates we

had was are Karen and Ellen really this dumb and demanding?

Or are they just fucking with Mark? And while hopefully

none of us were quite this dumb and demanding at

that age, it was hard not to think about all

the crazy things we did the first times we were

living on our own. My roommates and I once tried

to give our landlord giants tickets in lieu of a deposit.

We also used to feed the feral raccoons in our

backyard directly from our kitchen. We willingly let raccoons into

our house. So looking back, this is mortifyingly stupid, naive

and saying. But at the same time, at that age,

with very little life experience, it seemed reasonable or fun.

So for a brief moment in reading these letters, we

figured that was most likely the case. Karen and Ellen

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Speaker 2: Warning listening to this podcast may cause un mitigating obsession

and cognitive dissonance. All names have been changed to protect

the innocent, the insane, and everyone else in between.

Speaker 1: It was a turn of the new year. George H. W.

Bush had just been elected president. The TV show Roseanne debuted,

Construction of the chunnel connecting England to France began, and

in Oakland, California, two teenage girls were in the early

stages of what would become a year's long letter writing

campaign of terror.

Speaker 6: December twenty third, nineteen eighty seven, Dear Mark I. Just

want you to know that I think you're right. We

should have looked behind the stove before calling the repair

man over. I don't want Karen to know that I

don't think that you should have to pay for this repair,

So please don't tell her that I didn't tell you that.

I don't think she's wrong. I just want to play

dumb on this one. Ellen.

Speaker 1: As the old saying goes, you can almost always prove

that something has occurred, but it's nearly impossible to prove

that something hasn't occurred. But as we all hopefully know

by now, just because you can't prove that something didn't

happen doesn't necessarily mean that it did happen. I think

we take for granted how difficult it is to research

anything trivial that occurred in the pre Internet days. When

I first started looking into these letters, my Space had

only been around for a year, newspapers dot com didn't

even exist, smartphones weren't really a thing, So proving a

person existed was hard, let alone proving a whole series

of events connected to that person occurred. And all I

really had were four names, three of which were pretty common,

and an address. So that's where I started. I googled

the address of Karen and Ellen's cottage and was pleasantly

surprised to find that it actually existed in Oakland, a

small cottage, just as the girls describe it in their letters. So,

feeling slightly more confident, I googled Mark's name, and sure enough,

there was a landlord in the East Bay with his name,

but there was no way to get a hold of him.

All that really came up were references to him in

various meeting minutes. But in searching for Karen and Ellen,

there were some documents that will come up later in

the letters, which seemed like a very good starting point,

but they originated out of state, and at this point

a mere curiosity wasn't enough for me to pay for

an investigative trip up to Oregon, where the girls grew up,

and so, for the first of several times, I gave

up and we resumed the almost monthly tradition of inviting people,

over plying them with wine, and reading the letters until

someone inevitably wet their parents.

Speaker 6: January twenty first, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, the toilet

here makes a noise I don't like when I flush it.

It makes a loud gurgling sound. My daddy had the

same problem. He had jet toilets put in in our

house and no toilet flushing noise. Good news. General plumbing

around the corner from here has jet toilets in stock.

I like you to put one in here. The white

jet toilets cost one hundred and seventy five dollars, but

I would like one in eggshell. They cost two hundred

and twenty five dollars. Please let me know when you

can do the job. Yours, Ellen, February fifth, nineteen eighty eight.

Dear Mark, Marcia, a former tenant of yours, is a

good friend of me. She tells me that when she

used to rent her apartment from you on McKinley Street,

you used to take her free firewood for free. She says,

you take free firewood to lots of your tenants. How

come I never get any?

Speaker 5: Yours, Ellen, eighth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Ellen, it is

true that I used to give firewood to Marsha. It

is also true that I still give free firewood to

some of my tenants, those with fireplaces. Your cottage has

no wood stove or fireplace.

Speaker 6: Sincerely, Mark, Dear Mark, I know I haven't gotten a fireplace.

If I did have one, I would have seen it

by now. But it's irrelevant. If you give free firewood

to your other tenants, I should get a free share

to yours.

Speaker 3: Ellen February twenty third, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, when

I moved in here, you refuse to pay for our

phone stuff and cable TV stuff and our cleaning stuff,

and I let you get away with all that. Now

you're refusing to pay for my stole repair, and I've

got to put my feet down on this one. My

boyfriend says that we should just accept that this is

the way that tenants always get exploited by landlords in

a capitalist system, but I'm not going along with that.

Everyone knows that a landlord always pays for stove repair.

I thought about your argument that this wasn't a stove

repair because the stove wasn't broken, But you're just playing

a word game with me. So I'm deducting eighty five

dollars for my next rent anyhow. Karen, April fifth, nineteen

eighty eight, Dear Mark, I need an air conditioner. It

is very hot in this house with all the windows

closed on hot days. I found a window air conditioner

at Sears for five hundred and twenty dollars including installation

and a service contract, plus sixty two dollars sales tax.

Speaker 5: Yours, Karen, April eighth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Karen, I

am not buying you an air conditioner. I suggest that,

on the few hot days we get around here that

you open your windows.

Speaker 3: Mark April eleventh, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, I keep

the windows closed because the people who use the car

wash on the corner play their car radios very loudly,

and it is too nosy in here with the windows

open when people who use the car wash play their

car radios very loudly when they watch their cars.

Speaker 5: Yours, Karen, April fourteenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Calum, the

car wash is very noisy. If it is unreasonably loud,

you might consider filing a complaint with the police. They

may be able to pressure the owner to control the noise.

I repeat, I am not buying you an air conditioner.

Speaker 3: Sincerely, Mark, April twentieth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, I

showed your letter to my grandmother when I visited her

over the weekend in Palm Desert where she lives. She

has a much bigger apartment than me, and her rent

is only five hundred and fifty dollars a month. My

grandmother says you are being total unreasonable. She says all

her friends have an air conditioning and the landlord always

pays for the thing.

Speaker 5: Yours, Karen, April twenty fourth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Karen,

the climate in the San Francisco Bay area is quite

different from that in Death Valley, which is near Palm Desert,

where your grandmother lives. I repeat, I am not buying

you an air conditioner. Sincerely, Mark.

Speaker 1: It was the summer of nineteen eighty eight Nancy Reagan

was using a psychic to schedule her White House events.

The average monthly rent was four hundred twenty dollars. Crack

cocaine made its American debut, and in Oakland, California, two

teenage girls were struggling with jurisdiction.

Speaker 3: May tenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, Last week a

man named Hal stop by here. He said he used

to live in a chicken coop that used to be

where my cottage is now. How says he used to

pay you two hundred dollars a month rent I pay

five hundred and ninety dollars a month. I don't think

the Berkeley rent control law allows that much of an increase. Yours, Karen,

May fifteenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, I called the

Berkeley Rent Control Board and they say that you can

charge twenty six point four percent plus twenty five dollars

more than you were charging on December first, nineteen eighty

I figure my rent should be two hundred and sixty

dollars and ninety cents, which is twenty six point four

percent plus twenty five dollars more than the two hundred

dollars Hell was paying. That means you owe me a

refund of nine thousand, two hundred dollars. According to my boyfriend,

you can either send me a check or take it

off my rent if you agree with those numbers, Yours, Karen.

Speaker 1: About a year and a half after I received the letters,

life had some changes for me. I ended up leaving

the Bay area and heading north to Portland. I moved

with only the essentials, so the Karen and Ellen letters

sat in a box in my parents' garage for a

year while I made a life for myself in Oregon.

When my parents finally came to visit, they brought the

majority of my stuff up with them, and as I

sat there going through boxes, I stumbled upon those old letters.

And just a few nights later, the old tradition continued,

only this time in Portland, with a whole new circle

of friends laughing at the Karen and Ellen letters. And

that's when we realized something amazing. I was now living

in the girl's home town.

Speaker 5: May eighteenth, nineteen eighty eight. Oh, dear Karen, you don't

seem to understand the concept of jurisdiction. Your house is

in Oakland. The Berkeley Rent Control Board has no jurisdiction

in Oakland. The fact that you attend college in Berkeley

is irrelevant. The rent you pay is lawful under Oakland's

rent control law.

Speaker 3: Mark May twenty first, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, I

would like to get the weeds in my yard cut

down and landscaped, because it's in the shade a lot.

I think ferns would be nice. I know a landscaper,

kiro Yamashida, would will do the job for you. I'd

be willing to let you deduct the cost of this

from the ninety two hundred dollars you owes me.

Speaker 5: Yours, Karen, Ny twenty fifth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Karen,

I repeat Berkeley's rent control law is not enforceable in Oakland.

I do not owe you ninety two hundred dollars or

any other amount, and I will not pay you for

your gardening or landscaping. I would like to suggest to

you that, since you feel I am unreasonable and am

overcharging you for what you're renting from me, you consider

finding another place to live with a landlord more to

your liking.

Speaker 3: Very sincerely, Mark, June third, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark,

I was hurt by your last letter. You shouldn't take

your oweing me the ninety two hundred dollars personally. I

know the house is in Oakland, but you advertised it

at the University student housing office, which is in Berkeley.

My boyfriend, who is thinking of going to law school,

says that means jurisdiction is irreverent.

Speaker 6: Yours, Karen, June sixth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, I

saw a commercial for a movie yesterday who framed Roger Rabbit.

Really worried about it. You see, it's all about a

rabbit named Roger Rabbit. Roger Rabbit is married. His wife

is named Jessica Rabbit. But she's not a rabbit. She's

a person, you know, a real person, even though she's

only a cartoon. Well, why is her last name rabbit?

In cartoons, the last name of the thing is supposed

to tell you what kind of thing the thing is,

you know, like Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Bugs, Bunny. Well,

if they can call a person Jessica Rabbit, maybe they'll

do the same thing with other cartoons, like the next thing.

You know, Mickey Mouse could be called Mickey Rabbit even

though he's still a mouse. Kids would be all confused,

and so am I. I think this is serious.

Speaker 5: Ellen, June sixth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Carob, I do

not owe you any money. Your house is in Oakland,

not in Berkeley. You do not get to pick which

city's rent control law you like. If you file a

petition with the Berkeley Rent Control Board, you will lose

your case, but still cause me the inconvenience of having

to attend a hearing and hiring a lawyer. If you

put me through this expense and inconvenience. I warn you

I will evict you. This is no joke. Very sincerely, Mark.

Speaker 3: June tenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, I don't want

to leave my house, but i'll go if you insist,

after you send me the ninety two hundred dollars you

owe me. My boyfriend is going to visit the Berkeley

Rent Control Board this week. I don't want to spoil

our relationship, but I can really use the ninety two

hundred dollars.

Speaker 5: Yours, Karen, June twelfth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Karen, as

I have already told you it doesn't matter where I live,

where you go to school, or where you pay your rent.

Your house is not in Berkeley, but in Oakland. The

Berkeley Rent Control Board has no jurisdiction in Oakland, which

is a separate incorporated city. While I don't want you

to go to the clear Rent Control Board, since you

already intend to go there anyway, ask them about jurisdiction,

and perhaps ask your lawyer too.

Speaker 6: Mark June fourteenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, according to

Karen's boyfriend Rob, your jurisdiction argument is inethical. I don't

know a lot about jurisdiction, but I think it's overlooking

the real issue. If different places have different rules for

different things, it seems unfair. Like if I live in

one place with different rules for different things, then I

move to a different place, I don't know what the

rules are in that new place. It just seems confusing

for everyone. Rob says jurisdiction is a capitalist loophole. Sometimes

I think I agree with Rob, and sometimes I think

I don't. What do you think, yours?

Speaker 3: Ellen, June fifteenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark, it least

to me that you are taking the ninety two hundred

dollars you owe me personally, even if you don't. Since

I wouldn't want our friendship to be spoilt by this,

I'm willing to settle this matter by splitting the amount

of half. If you'll send me forty two hundred dollars,

I'll let the other forty two hundred dollars go. The

Berkeley Rent Control Board told me that your jurisdiction argument

is yours.

Speaker 5: Karen, June seventeenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Karen, I do

not owe you ninety two hundred dollars or any other

amount my last letter was no joke. If you file

a petition with the Berkeley Rent Control Board for a

rent rebate on your house, which is in Oakland, I

will send you a thirty day eviction notice within twenty

four hours. Think it over. You need legal advice, and

I don't mean from your boyfriend who is quote thinking

of going to law school. End quote.

Speaker 3: Very sincerely, Mark, June nineteenth, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Mark,

my boyfriend may not be a lawyer, but he's got

an application for law school at the Tough University in Boston,

and he says he can get in if he wants

to go there. He's smart. Well. He went to the

Berkeley Rent Control Board two days ago, but the person

he spoke to didn't know anything about jurisdiction. But she

would ask someone else at her office and call us back.

So we will see who's right.

Speaker 5: Yours, Karen, June twenty third, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Karen,

I've been reluctant to say anything critical about your boyfriend

up until now, but I must say something about him

that you will not want to hear. You have mentioned

in your phone calls to me and now in your

last letter. That you think your boyfriend is smart and

a reliable source on legal advice because he's quote thinking

of replying to the tough law school in Boston, and

you believe he will be able to get into this

tough law school easily. The school your boyfriend is referring

to is not quote the Tough University, but Toughs University,

which is in Boston. The name of the school has

nothing to do with toughness, although toughts does have a

good reputation. Besides, quote, thinking about applying to law school,

no matter how good or tough the school may be,

does not qualify a person to give leagal advice. I

advise you again to see a real lawyer of your own.

Mark June twenty third, nineteen eighty eight. Dear Albert, would

you give me a favor send me a one page

letter on your university stationery simply stating something like a

city's rent control law is not enforceable beyond a city's jurisdiction.

I think Karen would be impressed by such a letter

from a professor of law from Boston, even though you

didn't teach it the Tough University.

Speaker 3: Thanks Mark, June twenty sixth, nineteen eighty eight. Mark right,

My boyfriend says he's planning to go to Tufts. I

must have heard him wrong, but he says Tufts is

pretty tough. Anyway. He went to the Berkeley rent Control Board.

They said they would have to look over my letters

and yours and get back to me. The woman he

spoke to says, I may have a case. Unless I don't.

It will take them a few weeks to make up

their minds. I'll get back to you on this when

they get back to me on this yours Karen.

Speaker 1: At this point in our initial reading of the letters,

we were howling with laughter over the stupidity of these

two teenage girls and the frustration and sass of their landlord,

who was well into his fifties. In Portland, I was

going through microfiche at the local library, trying to prove

that something had occurred, something that would have certainly made

the local newspapers, something that would prove that Karen and

Ellen actually existed. At that point, though there was no

real reason behind nor end game two my search, I

just needed to know that these letters were real, and

needed to know that these people existed. In the most

cynical sense, you could say I was looking for proof

that the idiocy chronicled in these letters was real, that

we were laughing at real people. In the most heartfelt sense,

these letters and Karen and Ellen had become a part

of my life, a part of my friends' lives, something

that brought people together and then was passed on. Each

time we sat down to read these letters, there were

new faces eager to hear from Karen and Ellen and Mark.

These letters had created a small, strange community, and so

while yes, I wanted proof that these idiots were real,

for some reason, it also felt like the community wasn't

as strong or valuable or true if the letters themselves

weren't true, which says a lot about the ways in

which we see and exist in the world.

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