C&H Cultuur & Historie
Van Soemerië tot Moskovië en van de Gouden Eeuw tot de Slag bij de Somme. Je vindt het in dit forum.
In de huid van zijn moeder, dat is nieuw voor mij... 
Binnenkort plaats ik hier het verhaal van een redelijk onbekende moordenaar, één uit Albanië dit keer... Dat verhaal hoorde ik van de reisleider op mijn vakantie in de Balkan!
Toevallig lijkt het nogal op het verhaal van Gein in bepaalde opzichten!
Binnenkort plaats ik hier het verhaal van een redelijk onbekende moordenaar, één uit Albanië dit keer... Dat verhaal hoorde ik van de reisleider op mijn vakantie in de Balkan!
Toevallig lijkt het nogal op het verhaal van Gein in bepaalde opzichten!
'Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
James Barnes is officieel geen seriemoordenaar maar er loopt nog een onderzoek. Hij heeft 2 moorden zeker weten gepleegd maar beweert nog andere moorden te hebben gepleegd. Hij wil met een schone lei geëxecuteerd worden en dus alle moorden opbiechten. Hoewel het onwaarschijnlijk leek dat er toch een onderzoek ingezet zou worden naar aanleiding van bekentenissen in een aflevering van Werner Herzog's 'On Death Row' is dit toch gebeurd. Barnes heeft daardoor nog geen executiedatum staan.
James Barnes was convicted in the murder of Patricia Patsy Miller.
On April 20, 1988, Barnes went to Miller’s condominium unit in Melbourne, Florida, took off all his clothes in order not to leave evidence, obtained entry by removing a screen, and entered through a bedroom window. Barnes admitted he went there with the intent to rape and kill Miller. Once inside, he armed himself with a knife from the kitchen. After secretly watching Miller go about her normal activities for a short period of time, he confronted her in the bathroom and forced her at knife-point to the bedroom where he sexually battered her. He then bound her hands behind her back using shoelaces he had removed from some tennis shoes, tied her feet together, and sexually battered her again. Barnes admitted he tried unsuccessfully to strangle her to death with a belt he had removed from her terrycloth robe, so he bludgeoned the back of her head with a hammer he found in her bedroom. Barnes confessed that he collected everything he touched in Miller’s residence, including the clothing Miller was wearing, and placed the articles in a bag. Barnes then set fire to the bed where Miller’s body lay in order to eliminate forensic evidence left there. Before leaving in his car, Barnes took all the items he had bagged, as well as the window screen he had removed, and left to dispose of the items at another location.
Shortly after 11:00 p.m., firefighters responded to a fire alarm at the condominium complex and found Miller’s charred body face down on the bed in her master bedroom. Her hands were still bound behind her back with shoelaces. The medical examiner testified that the cause of death was blunt-force trauma from multiple blows to Miller’s head. The blows were consistent with being beaten with a hammer. Signs of attempted strangulation were also discovered in the autopsy. The medical examiner determined that Miller’s body was set ablaze after she died from the multiple blows to her head.
Despite Barnes’ attempt to destroy forensic evidence by setting the bed ablaze, sperm was recovered from Miller and preserved for DNA testing. Within one week of the murder, the police considered Barnes a suspect, and he was questioned by Sergeant Dennis Nichols of the Melbourne Police Department. At that time, Barnes denied any involvement with the murder and agreed to give a sample of his blood for possible DNA comparison. In 1988, however, the available method of DNA testing was inadequate to produce a match and the case remained unsolved.
In 1997, the sperm recovered from Miller was resubmitted for DNA testing and produced a positive match to Barnes. Barnes was serving a life sentence for the 1997 first-degree strangulation murder of his wife, Linda Barnes. Sergeant Nichols and Brevard Sheriff‘s Office Lieutenant Todd Goodyear traveled to the prison to speak with Barnes about the Miller murder, but he refused to speak to them. For unspecified reasons, charges were not filed against Barnes for the Miller murder at this time. He was not charged until after he wrote several letters to an assistant state attorney in 2005 and confessed in a recorded interview, which Barnes arranged and in which he was questioned by another inmate about the Miller murder. In that videotaped interview on November 1, 2005, Barnes admitted to the burglary, sexual batteries, murder, and arson. During his interview, Barnes described with accuracy Miller’s physical appearance, the interior of the apartment, and specific objects he saw in the apartment. Further, his descriptions of the homicide, the sexual batteries, and the arson were consistent with the evidence gathered by police.
Barnes was sentenced to death in Brevard County on December 13, 2007.
Ik vond zijn verhaal goed te volgen, hij was zeer helder en berustend.
James Barnes was convicted in the murder of Patricia Patsy Miller.
On April 20, 1988, Barnes went to Miller’s condominium unit in Melbourne, Florida, took off all his clothes in order not to leave evidence, obtained entry by removing a screen, and entered through a bedroom window. Barnes admitted he went there with the intent to rape and kill Miller. Once inside, he armed himself with a knife from the kitchen. After secretly watching Miller go about her normal activities for a short period of time, he confronted her in the bathroom and forced her at knife-point to the bedroom where he sexually battered her. He then bound her hands behind her back using shoelaces he had removed from some tennis shoes, tied her feet together, and sexually battered her again. Barnes admitted he tried unsuccessfully to strangle her to death with a belt he had removed from her terrycloth robe, so he bludgeoned the back of her head with a hammer he found in her bedroom. Barnes confessed that he collected everything he touched in Miller’s residence, including the clothing Miller was wearing, and placed the articles in a bag. Barnes then set fire to the bed where Miller’s body lay in order to eliminate forensic evidence left there. Before leaving in his car, Barnes took all the items he had bagged, as well as the window screen he had removed, and left to dispose of the items at another location.
Shortly after 11:00 p.m., firefighters responded to a fire alarm at the condominium complex and found Miller’s charred body face down on the bed in her master bedroom. Her hands were still bound behind her back with shoelaces. The medical examiner testified that the cause of death was blunt-force trauma from multiple blows to Miller’s head. The blows were consistent with being beaten with a hammer. Signs of attempted strangulation were also discovered in the autopsy. The medical examiner determined that Miller’s body was set ablaze after she died from the multiple blows to her head.
Despite Barnes’ attempt to destroy forensic evidence by setting the bed ablaze, sperm was recovered from Miller and preserved for DNA testing. Within one week of the murder, the police considered Barnes a suspect, and he was questioned by Sergeant Dennis Nichols of the Melbourne Police Department. At that time, Barnes denied any involvement with the murder and agreed to give a sample of his blood for possible DNA comparison. In 1988, however, the available method of DNA testing was inadequate to produce a match and the case remained unsolved.
In 1997, the sperm recovered from Miller was resubmitted for DNA testing and produced a positive match to Barnes. Barnes was serving a life sentence for the 1997 first-degree strangulation murder of his wife, Linda Barnes. Sergeant Nichols and Brevard Sheriff‘s Office Lieutenant Todd Goodyear traveled to the prison to speak with Barnes about the Miller murder, but he refused to speak to them. For unspecified reasons, charges were not filed against Barnes for the Miller murder at this time. He was not charged until after he wrote several letters to an assistant state attorney in 2005 and confessed in a recorded interview, which Barnes arranged and in which he was questioned by another inmate about the Miller murder. In that videotaped interview on November 1, 2005, Barnes admitted to the burglary, sexual batteries, murder, and arson. During his interview, Barnes described with accuracy Miller’s physical appearance, the interior of the apartment, and specific objects he saw in the apartment. Further, his descriptions of the homicide, the sexual batteries, and the arson were consistent with the evidence gathered by police.
Barnes was sentenced to death in Brevard County on December 13, 2007.
Ik vond zijn verhaal goed te volgen, hij was zeer helder en berustend.
L'Enfer, c'est les autres.
Philip Jablonski
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phillip_Carl_Jablonski
Hij ontvangt graag brieven begreep ik en beantwoordt ze met lijsten vol gruwelijkheden over zijn moorden. Hij treedt graag in detail zoals ook in deze ondervraging te merken is:
My first victim was Fanny N. Vann, she was five foot born September the 4th, 1952. She's 130 pounds, brown eyes, black hair. I met her at the College of the Desert. First time I met her I didn't see much in her, bodywise anyway.
Then, uh, she started working on her car. Then I seen that she had something I wanted -- her body. She had, ah..when she wore her shorts one day, ohh, did she show off that fine little ass and those sweet legs. And I tried to look down the front of her blouse and see those fine medium-sized black breasts. "I asked her for...I could take her home, cause she was standing around, and she said, 'Yes.' She had to go back and tell the girls I was gonna take her, that she had another ride.
Well, I took her home for about three weeks. And I..each night I was planned on killin' her, but Id idn't have everything I needed. I had a taser, but I didn't want to strangle her to death. So I got a gun. Bought the gun at the school from a guy I met there. And..it was 'bout a week then, uhh, that Monday night, 22nd of April, was her dying night and rape night.
The friend I usually took to work didn't have to go to work that night, so I took him over to where the bar...Went back to the apartment I rented, got the gun, knife and taser. Went back to school, picked up the victim. We left there approximately nine o'clock headin' down Montgomery. Got to Dinah Shore, just about a block from Dinah Shore Road, when I pulled the gun on her. I turned down Dinah Shore to, to the dead end, turned around. Told her, 'Time to get raped, sweet thing.' I cocked the gun and said, 'Honey, you do it my way, or I'll do it when you're dead.'
She took her clothes off. I asked her if she had ever sucked a dick. She says, 'No.' Ever have it up that fine black ass? And she said, 'No.' I said, 'Tonight's your lucky night, sweet thing. You're gonna get sodomized and you're gonna suck your first dick.'
I forced her head down on my dick and first she didn't know that I put the gun to her head. And it went in like a breeze. She sucked and played with it, and squeezed my balls like I asked her to. Almost come in that sweet mouth, but I pulled her head and I says, 'Fuck, sodomy time, girl.' So I rolled her over to ride those fine black cheeks. Run the dick up i, in, wham! Right home in that big black ass.
She let out a howl. I said, 'Ssh, ssh, be quiet girl,' and I fucked her good in that black ass. And I rolled her over saving the sperm and that sweet juicy beautiful pussy she's got housed between those beautiful legs. I made her guide it into her pussy. I sat there with it in her for awhile and I sucked on her fine full breast and I fucked the shit out of her. And squeezed her fine black breast.
God, this woman's fine. I'm coming in her pussy. And I made her get dressed. She sit there with a tear in her eyes. Looked at her, I says, 'Sorry sweet thing, can't have no witnesses.'
I shot her one time and she screamed, and she went 'Ahhh.' I shot her again right in the temple. Laid her head against the window. The blood outlined her fine black breast through her white pullover and her bra. I reached up and got me a handful of that sweet black breast. Squeezed it again and said, 'Well Fanny, I got what I wanted, you.' Yeah you sweet little grandmother. You ain't gonna see your grandchildren, honey. At 37 she was a grandmother.
Yeah, sweet thing, you're mine, all mine.
I took out, got on the freeway, took her out to Jefferson. Pulled her out of the car. Stripped her jewelry. And uh, took her clothes off. Run my hands all over the gorgeous fine black ass and down her fine black legs. I turned her over, had a hard-on. I fucked her in...gorgeous black pussy again. Yeah, too bad she didn't feel it this time. Then I gouged out her eyes, cut ears off, cut her nipples out, stabbed her in her stomach, up her ass and her pussy. Left her there like garbage--what she was after I got done with her. Yeah, she is a sweet good-looking black woman that I finally got.
(Tape ends and starts again)
Back in Burlingame about noon at Carol's house. I got...I walked in no problem. And we talked for awhile. I got up. I hugged Carol. And I grabbed her around the waist, around the throat. Told Eva to strip. She said, 'Don't hurt...scare us with that gun. What are you trying to do?' I said, 'You don't strip, I'm gonna shoot ya between your beautiful breasts.' She didn't do it and I shot her right above the tit. She went, 'Uhhh,' and I just turned the gun and shot Carol through the brain, through her head. Let her drop to the floor. She curled up. I shot her mother again in the head. She dropped to the floor.
Both making noises like they're breathing their last, but I make sure these girls are dead. So, I tied duct tape around Carol's mouth and nose. She's still making that noise, so I stabbed her through the throat, and I cut open her silicone tit. I stabbed her ass and pussy. Stripped her mother and fondled those fine big breasts. Rolled her over, sodomized that fine big ass she had. Ran my hands down her legs, turned her over, fucked her in that fine li'l pussy while fondling those big ole tits. I tried to take her eyes out. They wouldn't come, so I ran the knife through her throat to keep her quiet. Stabbed her in the stomach, ass and pussy.
Then I took, drug Carol into part of the house. Come back and drug Eva down the stairs. Then I age some food. They made me a dinner. I ate my...eat their food, took a shower, shaved. Went back, took me a towel and..tried to muff the shot. I shot Eva through the mouth before I left. I said to her, 'Well sweet thing, believe me now. I was gonna rape you.' The old girl cost her her daughter's life. Yeah I got them both, them bitches. Yeah, got 'em. It was so good to watch 'em fall dead.
A few days later. I was leaving Utah about six in the morning. A sign saying gas and diesel at the truck stop ahead, so I pulled off and went in. There was an older elderly woman at the counter. I come to the door, bought me a soda, some potato chips and...uhh, cased out the place. And 'yeah, uhh this is what I want. I'm gonna have this woman,' and walked out.
Got in the car and waited. Uhh, there was a car pulled up and left. And uhhh, these two busses with no passengers I guess came in, turned around and left. So, I walked back in the store, gun cocked in my pants. And I got some coffee. She sat with her back to me. She got up and she says...she asked me if there was anything else I needed or wanted. I said, 'No.' I turned and walked around the store a little bit. Then I reached in my shirt, turned back around shot her in, guess in the body somewhere.
She goes, 'Ahhh.' I shot her in the head. She fell to the floor. I walked around, opened up the cash register and took all the bills out. Looked underneath to see if there was any extra money. Ripped open her blouse, pulled her bra up over her big gorgeous big breasts. Fondled and fondled 'em.
Her eyes were rolling, it was still blinking like she was looking around. So I shot her through the temple, and the blood oozed out the side of her nose. Yeah, ole girl, I got your life.
(Tape ends and starts again)
Hoping this woman ahead of me is my next victim. She's got some great big ole tits, nice big ole ass. Has got a little kid with her. I'm gonna fuck this one alive if I can. As soon as these people leave--this trucker and this car ahead, she's mine if she don't leave before. God, look at that ass. Gorgeous big woman. God, would I like to fuck this. Oh, what an ass. What a set of tits. Well, I'm losing her. She's getting ready to leave. Man, would I give anything to fuck that, then kill it and fondle those big ole, big ole, big tits. God, then kill the little boy. God, what would I give for this woman.
Come on you guys leave the fucking restroom 'fore I can have her. Shit yes. Come on guys, get out of the fucking restroom.
(Tape ends and starts again)
I get a chance, I'm kidnapping this woman. I'll put her in my car with the kid. Put her in the back seat. Make her lay down and shoot her. I don't care what I have to do to get this baby. She's mine.
(Tape ends and starts again)
Lost her, but there's two more that just went into the bathroom. These two guys would leave, I'd have these two. I'd just walk in and shoot 'em, and do what I wanted with 'em.
Of dit echt 100% authentiek is weet ik niet maar ik weet wel dat hij in zijn brieven soortgelijke passages schrijft.
Bron: (plus adres als je wilt schrijven
) http://forum.goregrish.co(...)blonski.21570/page-2
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phillip_Carl_Jablonski
Hij ontvangt graag brieven begreep ik en beantwoordt ze met lijsten vol gruwelijkheden over zijn moorden. Hij treedt graag in detail zoals ook in deze ondervraging te merken is:
My first victim was Fanny N. Vann, she was five foot born September the 4th, 1952. She's 130 pounds, brown eyes, black hair. I met her at the College of the Desert. First time I met her I didn't see much in her, bodywise anyway.
Then, uh, she started working on her car. Then I seen that she had something I wanted -- her body. She had, ah..when she wore her shorts one day, ohh, did she show off that fine little ass and those sweet legs. And I tried to look down the front of her blouse and see those fine medium-sized black breasts. "I asked her for...I could take her home, cause she was standing around, and she said, 'Yes.' She had to go back and tell the girls I was gonna take her, that she had another ride.
Well, I took her home for about three weeks. And I..each night I was planned on killin' her, but Id idn't have everything I needed. I had a taser, but I didn't want to strangle her to death. So I got a gun. Bought the gun at the school from a guy I met there. And..it was 'bout a week then, uhh, that Monday night, 22nd of April, was her dying night and rape night.
The friend I usually took to work didn't have to go to work that night, so I took him over to where the bar...Went back to the apartment I rented, got the gun, knife and taser. Went back to school, picked up the victim. We left there approximately nine o'clock headin' down Montgomery. Got to Dinah Shore, just about a block from Dinah Shore Road, when I pulled the gun on her. I turned down Dinah Shore to, to the dead end, turned around. Told her, 'Time to get raped, sweet thing.' I cocked the gun and said, 'Honey, you do it my way, or I'll do it when you're dead.'
She took her clothes off. I asked her if she had ever sucked a dick. She says, 'No.' Ever have it up that fine black ass? And she said, 'No.' I said, 'Tonight's your lucky night, sweet thing. You're gonna get sodomized and you're gonna suck your first dick.'
I forced her head down on my dick and first she didn't know that I put the gun to her head. And it went in like a breeze. She sucked and played with it, and squeezed my balls like I asked her to. Almost come in that sweet mouth, but I pulled her head and I says, 'Fuck, sodomy time, girl.' So I rolled her over to ride those fine black cheeks. Run the dick up i, in, wham! Right home in that big black ass.
She let out a howl. I said, 'Ssh, ssh, be quiet girl,' and I fucked her good in that black ass. And I rolled her over saving the sperm and that sweet juicy beautiful pussy she's got housed between those beautiful legs. I made her guide it into her pussy. I sat there with it in her for awhile and I sucked on her fine full breast and I fucked the shit out of her. And squeezed her fine black breast.
God, this woman's fine. I'm coming in her pussy. And I made her get dressed. She sit there with a tear in her eyes. Looked at her, I says, 'Sorry sweet thing, can't have no witnesses.'
I shot her one time and she screamed, and she went 'Ahhh.' I shot her again right in the temple. Laid her head against the window. The blood outlined her fine black breast through her white pullover and her bra. I reached up and got me a handful of that sweet black breast. Squeezed it again and said, 'Well Fanny, I got what I wanted, you.' Yeah you sweet little grandmother. You ain't gonna see your grandchildren, honey. At 37 she was a grandmother.
Yeah, sweet thing, you're mine, all mine.
I took out, got on the freeway, took her out to Jefferson. Pulled her out of the car. Stripped her jewelry. And uh, took her clothes off. Run my hands all over the gorgeous fine black ass and down her fine black legs. I turned her over, had a hard-on. I fucked her in...gorgeous black pussy again. Yeah, too bad she didn't feel it this time. Then I gouged out her eyes, cut ears off, cut her nipples out, stabbed her in her stomach, up her ass and her pussy. Left her there like garbage--what she was after I got done with her. Yeah, she is a sweet good-looking black woman that I finally got.
(Tape ends and starts again)
Back in Burlingame about noon at Carol's house. I got...I walked in no problem. And we talked for awhile. I got up. I hugged Carol. And I grabbed her around the waist, around the throat. Told Eva to strip. She said, 'Don't hurt...scare us with that gun. What are you trying to do?' I said, 'You don't strip, I'm gonna shoot ya between your beautiful breasts.' She didn't do it and I shot her right above the tit. She went, 'Uhhh,' and I just turned the gun and shot Carol through the brain, through her head. Let her drop to the floor. She curled up. I shot her mother again in the head. She dropped to the floor.
Both making noises like they're breathing their last, but I make sure these girls are dead. So, I tied duct tape around Carol's mouth and nose. She's still making that noise, so I stabbed her through the throat, and I cut open her silicone tit. I stabbed her ass and pussy. Stripped her mother and fondled those fine big breasts. Rolled her over, sodomized that fine big ass she had. Ran my hands down her legs, turned her over, fucked her in that fine li'l pussy while fondling those big ole tits. I tried to take her eyes out. They wouldn't come, so I ran the knife through her throat to keep her quiet. Stabbed her in the stomach, ass and pussy.
Then I took, drug Carol into part of the house. Come back and drug Eva down the stairs. Then I age some food. They made me a dinner. I ate my...eat their food, took a shower, shaved. Went back, took me a towel and..tried to muff the shot. I shot Eva through the mouth before I left. I said to her, 'Well sweet thing, believe me now. I was gonna rape you.' The old girl cost her her daughter's life. Yeah I got them both, them bitches. Yeah, got 'em. It was so good to watch 'em fall dead.
A few days later. I was leaving Utah about six in the morning. A sign saying gas and diesel at the truck stop ahead, so I pulled off and went in. There was an older elderly woman at the counter. I come to the door, bought me a soda, some potato chips and...uhh, cased out the place. And 'yeah, uhh this is what I want. I'm gonna have this woman,' and walked out.
Got in the car and waited. Uhh, there was a car pulled up and left. And uhhh, these two busses with no passengers I guess came in, turned around and left. So, I walked back in the store, gun cocked in my pants. And I got some coffee. She sat with her back to me. She got up and she says...she asked me if there was anything else I needed or wanted. I said, 'No.' I turned and walked around the store a little bit. Then I reached in my shirt, turned back around shot her in, guess in the body somewhere.
She goes, 'Ahhh.' I shot her in the head. She fell to the floor. I walked around, opened up the cash register and took all the bills out. Looked underneath to see if there was any extra money. Ripped open her blouse, pulled her bra up over her big gorgeous big breasts. Fondled and fondled 'em.
Her eyes were rolling, it was still blinking like she was looking around. So I shot her through the temple, and the blood oozed out the side of her nose. Yeah, ole girl, I got your life.
(Tape ends and starts again)
Hoping this woman ahead of me is my next victim. She's got some great big ole tits, nice big ole ass. Has got a little kid with her. I'm gonna fuck this one alive if I can. As soon as these people leave--this trucker and this car ahead, she's mine if she don't leave before. God, look at that ass. Gorgeous big woman. God, would I like to fuck this. Oh, what an ass. What a set of tits. Well, I'm losing her. She's getting ready to leave. Man, would I give anything to fuck that, then kill it and fondle those big ole, big ole, big tits. God, then kill the little boy. God, what would I give for this woman.
Come on you guys leave the fucking restroom 'fore I can have her. Shit yes. Come on guys, get out of the fucking restroom.
(Tape ends and starts again)
I get a chance, I'm kidnapping this woman. I'll put her in my car with the kid. Put her in the back seat. Make her lay down and shoot her. I don't care what I have to do to get this baby. She's mine.
(Tape ends and starts again)
Lost her, but there's two more that just went into the bathroom. These two guys would leave, I'd have these two. I'd just walk in and shoot 'em, and do what I wanted with 'em.
Of dit echt 100% authentiek is weet ik niet maar ik weet wel dat hij in zijn brieven soortgelijke passages schrijft.
Bron: (plus adres als je wilt schrijven
) http://forum.goregrish.co(...)blonski.21570/page-2
L'Enfer, c'est les autres.
Lisa Montgomery is schuldig aan de moord op Bobbie Jo Stinnett. Via een chatroom over honden ontmoetten de vrouwen elkaar en er werd een afspraak gepland. Montgomery deed zich voor als iemand die een hond wilde kopen van Stinnett.
Stinnett was zwanger op dat moment en dacht dat Montgomery ook zwanger was, ze hadden over hun zwangerschappen gechat.
Montgomery wurgde Stinnett en sneed de ongeboren baby uit de baarmoeder. Ze deed alsof het haar eigen kind was. Mongomery werd gearresteerd en de baby, die het bizar genoeg heeft overleefd werd overgedragen aan de zorg van de vader.
Dit zijn wat onbekendere zaken geloof ik maar zaken die mij opvielen.
Stinnett was zwanger op dat moment en dacht dat Montgomery ook zwanger was, ze hadden over hun zwangerschappen gechat.
Montgomery wurgde Stinnett en sneed de ongeboren baby uit de baarmoeder. Ze deed alsof het haar eigen kind was. Mongomery werd gearresteerd en de baby, die het bizar genoeg heeft overleefd werd overgedragen aan de zorg van de vader.
Dit zijn wat onbekendere zaken geloof ik maar zaken die mij opvielen.
L'Enfer, c'est les autres.
'Mooie' bijdragen Maria2.0!
'Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
Voor de geïnteresseerden: Born Killers, van Christopher Berry-Dee en Steven Morris. Over het nature/nurture vraagstuk omtrent seriemoordenaars. Is het nou genetisch of niet?
Erg interessant, is een boek wat ik momenteel lees. Ik stik van de boeken over dit onderwerp en het verveelt nooit.
Erg interessant, is een boek wat ik momenteel lees. Ik stik van de boeken over dit onderwerp en het verveelt nooit.
L'Enfer, c'est les autres.
Ja als je dit allemaal achter elkaar leest wel. Ben na de eerste pagina maar gestopt.quote:Op zondag 27 oktober 2013 02:18 schreef girlygirl8 het volgende:
Wat leven we toch in een in en in zieke wereld
Ken je toevallig dan "Devil in the White City"? Het schijnt erg goed te zijn maar ik moet er nog eens ooit aan beginnen. Ben niet altijd in de stemming voor zulke boeken.quote:
Voor de geïnteresseerden: Born Killers, van Christopher Berry-Dee en Steven Morris. Over het nature/nurture vraagstuk omtrent seriemoordenaars. Is het nou genetisch of niet?
Erg interessant, is een boek wat ik momenteel lees. Ik stik van de boeken over dit onderwerp en het verveelt nooit.
anonieme razernist
Overigens, wat ook erg goed is en recentelijk wel heb gelezen: Green river killer: a true detective story. Een stripverhaal, of graphic novel als je wil, over een rechercheur geschreven door zijn zoon. Echt goed en komt ook goed over op Ipad (hint).
http://www.amazon.com/Gre(...)-Story/dp/1595825606
http://www.amazon.com/Gre(...)-Story/dp/1595825606
anonieme razernist
Nee die kende ik niet maar dat lijkt me heel erg interessant zeg!quote:Op zondag 27 oktober 2013 02:27 schreef NoCigar het volgende:
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Ken je toevallig dan "Devil in the White City"? Het schijnt erg goed te zijn maar ik moet er nog eens ooit aan beginnen. Ben niet altijd in de stemming voor zulke boeken.
L'Enfer, c'est les autres.
Staat Frenkie P van de Bende van Venlo er al tussen? Is veroordeeld voor verschillende moorden waar geen namen en lichamen (!) bij gevonden zijn. Heeft samen met Sanny P in ieder geval één Moors gepleegd. Veroordeeld voor zeven geloof ik, maar het boek van Valerie Lempereur praat over mogelijk tientallen moorden.
Vind het een mateloos interessant onderwerp. Als die moorden een paar jaar later plaats hadden gevonden. Had DNA uitsluitsel kunnen geven. Nu is het een eeuwig welles-nietes verhaal
Vind het een mateloos interessant onderwerp. Als die moorden een paar jaar later plaats hadden gevonden. Had DNA uitsluitsel kunnen geven. Nu is het een eeuwig welles-nietes verhaal
Bah, wat een verhalen. Heb ooit een werkstuk geschreven in de 4e klas over Jack the Ripper 
Laatst paar documentaires gezien over Aileen (als ik het goed spel). Wat een bizar verhaal.
Ik vind echt dat de meeste moordenaars die hier zijn vermeld met foto ook ontzettend apathisch en leeg of chaotisch uit hun ogen kijken. Krijg er gewoon kippenvel van zonder het verhaal nog gelezen te hebben
Boeken die in laatste posts zijn besproken lijken me interessant! Heeft iemand nog meer tips?
Laatst paar documentaires gezien over Aileen (als ik het goed spel). Wat een bizar verhaal.
Ik vind echt dat de meeste moordenaars die hier zijn vermeld met foto ook ontzettend apathisch en leeg of chaotisch uit hun ogen kijken. Krijg er gewoon kippenvel van zonder het verhaal nog gelezen te hebben
Boeken die in laatste posts zijn besproken lijken me interessant! Heeft iemand nog meer tips?
Aileen wuornos. Daar is een mooie docu over op netflix!quote:Op donderdag 22 januari 2015 23:39 schreef MidnightB00m het volgende:
Bah, wat een verhalen. Heb ooit een werkstuk geschreven in de 4e klas over Jack the Ripper
Laatst paar documentaires gezien over Aileen (als ik het goed spel). Wat een bizar verhaal.
Ik vind echt dat de meeste moordenaars die hier zijn vermeld met foto ook ontzettend apathisch en leeg of chaotisch uit hun ogen kijken. Krijg er gewoon kippenvel van zonder het verhaal nog gelezen te hebben
Boeken die in laatste posts zijn besproken lijken me interessant! Heeft iemand nog meer tips?
Make my day!
Haha ja, die heb ik al gezien! Stond misschien niet helemaal duidelijk in mijn post vermeld. Maar heb ook de documentaires over Aileen gezien die op Netflix staanquote:
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Aileen wuornos. Daar is een mooie docu over op netflix!
Maar thanks! Nog andere tips?
[ Bericht 7% gewijzigd door MidnightB00m op 23-01-2015 00:32:01 ]
En een film toch? Monster?quote:
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Aileen wuornos. Daar is een mooie docu over op netflix!
Google:
Jup.. https://nl.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monster_(film)
Er was iemand anders veroordeeld en gexecuteerd voor 1 van de eerste moorden van Chikatilo.quote:
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Is hier iemand geëxecuteerd door de overheid of door die man?
Wat bizar dat familie zo'n man dan niet mist
En Rusland is groot, als mensen ruzie krijge met de familie en dan verhuizen, raakt men het conact al snel kwijt. Dan worden mensen ook niet gemist.
Metalman. Maar ook ESF fan. Solo vakantiefietser met tentje. Dichter.
26-10 Attila/Eskimo Callboy (Amsterdam), 21-11 The Algorithm (Haarlem)
26-10 Attila/Eskimo Callboy (Amsterdam), 21-11 The Algorithm (Haarlem)
Frans Hooijmaijers kan toch ook niet ontbreken in dit lijstje
http://www.crimesite.nl/dikke-frans-verdacht-van-259-moorden/quote:Dikke Frans: Verdacht van 259 moorden
GEPUBLICEERD OP VRIJDAG 21 JUNI 2013 07:13
Onlangs verscheen het boek Seriemoordenaars in Nederland. Portretten van meer dan twintig seriemoordenaars die in ons land actief zijn geweest. De grootste seriemoordenaar? Frans Hooijmaijers, alias Dikke Frans. Veroordeeld voor vijf moorden, verdacht van 259. Volgens eigen zeggen had hij 15 mensen om het leven gebracht. Zeven jaar geleden overleed hij, in vrijheid.
Hooijmaijers werkte van 1970 tot en met 1975 in de Lückerheidekliniek te Kerkrade, op de afdeling ‘De Nachtegaal’, waar hoofdzakelijk demente bejaarden werden verzorgd. Hij had een obsessie met schoonmaken. De ziekenzalen moesten netjes en proper zijn, onder zijn motto ‘opgeruimd staat netjes’.
Samaritaan
Dikke Frans, die 240 pond woog, stond bekend als de barmhartige samaritaan; zijn patiënten deden nooit tevergeefs een beroep op hem. En hij was een zeer gelovige katholiek. Overal op ‘De Nachtegaal’ liet Frans, een ex-kloosterling, Mariabeelden plaatsen, ontstak hij kaarsen en bad hij voor de doden. Maar de doden stapelden zich in de buurt van Frans wel in een erg hoog tempo op.
Sieraden
In augustus 1975 dienden verontruste familieleden een klacht in over de voortijdige dood van hun moeder, de 89-jarige mevrouw Braams uit Heerlen. Onderzoek wees naar Hooijmaijers, die werd gearresteerd. Bij hem thuis trof de politie sieraden aan van overleden patiënten.
Verlossen
Drie weken later bekende hij dat hij in anderhalf jaar tijd aan vijftien patiënten grote doses insuline en valium had toegediend. Hij zou uit medelijden hebben gehandeld: ‘Ik wou die oudjes uit hun lijden verlossen. Ik wilde ze rust geven.’ Later trok hij deze verklaring weer in.
Uiteindelijk werd Dikke Frans – in de pers ondertussen ‘De Spuitreus’ gedoopt – in hoger beroep veroordeeld tot achttien jaar. In 2006 stierf hij een natuurlijke dood.
Oh heerlijk, dit topic loopt ook nog steeds!
Ik zeg maar zo: 'The killer in me is the killer in you,
my love. I send this smile over to you'.
Ik zeg maar zo: 'The killer in me is the killer in you,
my love. I send this smile over to you'.
'Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
Hm, hier moet ik nog een keer op terugkomen. Helaas kan ik die papieren nog niet vinden.quote:
In de huid van zijn moeder, dat is nieuw voor mij...
Binnenkort plaats ik hier het verhaal van een redelijk onbekende moordenaar, één uit Albanië dit keer... Dat verhaal hoorde ik van de reisleider op mijn vakantie in de Balkan!
Toevallig lijkt het nogal op het verhaal van Gein in bepaalde opzichten!
'Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in...' ('Decades' van Joy Division)
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