Nobody knows his true face. But almost everything else is known about him. The color of his hair. his shoe prints, has one earring, his accent, his favorite brand of aftershave, the color of his underpants, his sexual fantasies, his DNA. Everything, except for one thing. His name. The Utrecht serial rapist is the name for a series of sexual offenses in and around the Dutch city of Utrecht between 1995 and 2001. The case became known through years of active search for the perpetrator. After a bicycle theft in 2014, a suspect was arrested with the help of DNA research. He was convicted in 2016 for four of the rapes committed. In 1995, two sexual assaults took place in Utrecht. The first rape took place on September 5: this happened in the bushes of the Bisschopsweg in De Bilt. Ultimately, four rapes and six attempted rapes were linked to one perpetrator. He was very violent and threatened with a knife. The developments caused major social unrest in Utrecht. 1996 After a fifth rape in February, things became quiet. However, the police investigation continued. 2001 In the spring of this year, the police closed the investigation. In October, a 16-year-old girl was raped on Kees Boekelaan in Bilthoven. She was left tied to a tree. The police reopened the investigation. In early 2014, a man from Nieuwegein was arrested after the theft of a decoy bicycle. The 51-year-old was convicted of this and had to provide DNA in accordance with the legislation for storage in the DNA database. After investigation, a match was found in four rape cases: three from 1995 and one from 2001. (At least 22 (attempted) rapes and assaults were counted between 1995 and 2001) The impact on the victims, two of whom were only 16 years old, is great. She was sexually assaulted with a bicycle pump. The victim statements have shown that the psychological damage still exists even after 15 or 20 years. One of them even emigrated because she no longer felt safe in the Netherlands. The court also took into account that great fear arose among women in the Utrecht region at the time of the four crimes committed.  Extent of research At one point, two hundred police officers were working on the case under the investigation name 'Heidepark'. Requests for tips yielded 1,100 names. The DNA of 2,500 men was compared. The police investigation between 1995 and 2012 cost ten million euros. Lawsuit  Gerard Tuns was suspected of 22 crimes, but only in four cases was the evidence strong enough for a lawsuit. He did not confess and invoked his right to remain silent. At first instance, the court found it proven in 2016 that the suspect Gerard Tuns was the perpetrator in four rape cases. He was sentenced to 16 years in prison for this. That sentence remained unchanged on appeal and cassation. Initially, police received multiple reports the rapist was probably working for law enforcement. Even tips within the police forces themselves. Colleagues tipped on each other. Detectives were given checklists to exclude possible suspects (Many dozens). They did not use the checklists properly and most of the answers could only be given verbally.  As a result they had to do everything all over again. Gas station owners are helping the police in the search for the Utrecht serial rapist. The idea is that his scooter will need gasoline sooner or later. The perpetrator may be on an old surveillance video. However, a tour shows that the Utrecht police did not visit all gas stations. "We still have video tapes here that are a month old." Many gas station owners suspect that the serial rapist will now keep a low profile. And the question is whether he can refuel with a scooter. Unlike old mopeds, a scooter can run on gasoline. In theory, the rapist could take a car and pour the gasoline over it later. It is remarkable that the Utrecht police did not visit the Esso and Total gas stations on the Utrechtseweg between Utrecht and De Bilt, even though these pumps are located exactly in the area where the serial rapist was active! According to the police, a victim who was tied up in a bush for hours after being raped appears to have her hands tied with a special type of white 'binders'. It is striking that the binders used deviate from the most common size. The police want information about the so-called 'tie-wraps'. The answer to the question of who imports them and who the precise users are may help the police in the search for the serial rapist.   Women felt being followed riding on their bikes at night through the parks.  Sometimes the fences' wires were cut in the parks. So that he could go somewhere where he could make his move relatively undisturbed.  Police investigated people who were renting violent porn videos in the local video shops in Utrecht. This case was one of the first cases to ask (voluntarily) for DNA Databank tests within the community of Utrecht, the Netherlands and later with the Marianne Vaatstra case. The defense suspects that the police 'cold case team', which dealt with the case of the 'Utrecht serial rapist', deliberately placed the decoy bicycle near the suspect's home. If the police judge who convicted the suspect in the 'bait bicycle case' was not informed of this, the judge's verdict is based on deception. If, by placing the decoy bicycle by the police, the suspect was induced to perform acts other than those to which his intention was intended in advance, this should also have led to the Public Prosecution's inadmissibility. The DNA match found after the conviction in the 'bait bicycle case' was the only clue that led to the arrest of the suspect. For this reason, the defense has requested that the appointment decisions and the certificates of competence of the vice detectives involved be added to the file. They secured, collected and seized the material from which the DNA profiles were obtained. The defense wanted to investigate whether the treatment of the material was (legally) correct, due to the risk of contamination of traces due to incorrect handling. According to settled case law of the Supreme Court, the defense also has the right to inspect appointment decisions and competence certificates of investigating officers. Finally, the defense requested that the criminal file be supplemented with various documents and information from the broad investigation file into the 'Utrecht serial rapist'. After all, the defense sees it as its task to determine whether there are exculpatory facts for the suspect in this broad investigation. However, the Public Prosecution Service has concluded that all requested documents should be rejected. The Public Prosecution Service has also refused to indicate how many people were asked to voluntarily provide DNA in the context of the investigation into 'the Utrecht serial rapist', how many people did not comply and which people were included in the kinship investigation in 2012. According to the defense, it cannot be ruled out that the charged offenses could have been committed by multiple perpetrators. One of the perpetrators could very well be among the people who refused to cooperate in the DNA research. The Public Prosecution Service has always rejected these requests or concluded that they should be rejected with regard to the investigation requests submitted to the court. The defense is of the opinion that the Public Prosecution Service has thus prevented the defense from conducting a (thorough) investigation. The conscious withholding of documents and information leads to a violation of a fair trial and of the 'equality of arms', which deliberately, or at least with gross disregard of the interests of the suspect, deprives his right to a fair hearing of his case. Fact 1: raped a 27-year-old woman in De Bilt on September 5, 1995;  Fact 2: raped a 16-year-old girl in Bunnik in the period from September 15, 1995 to September 16, 1995;  Fact 3: raped a 28-year-old woman in Utrecht on September 26, 1995;  Fact 4: raped a 16-year-old girl in Bilthoven in the period from October 24, 2001 to October 25, 2001. The defense is of the opinion that the description of the perpetrator by the person reporting fact 1 does not sufficiently correspond to the description of the suspect at that time. For example, it can be established that the suspect wore a mustache at that time, while the complainant of fact 1 does not explain this. Nor does the complainant in fact 1 explain the missing tip of his right index finger, a striking physical feature, according to the defense. Finally, according to the police, the suspect has a Utrecht accent, while the complainant speaks accentless Dutch. With regard to fact 2, the defense also takes the position that the traces that were subjected to DNA research have not been secured in accordance with the legal requirements, or at least that this cannot be determined. It cannot be ruled out that contamination has occurred. It is unclear, for example, how the clothing supplied by the reporting officer [reporting officer 11] was treated. This is relevant, now that the complainant in count 2 has stated that she showered at home, threw her underpants and bra in the trash and found blood on the toilet paper in the morning. The traces and everything obtained from them cannot therefore serve as evidence. Furthermore, the defense also notices in this fact that the description of the perpetrator by the person reporting fact 2 does not (sufficiently) correspond to the description of the suspect by the police at that time. Just like the complainant of fact 1, the complainant of fact 2 does not explain anything about a mustache and speaks of a Dutch-speaking man without an accent. Finally, she also does not explain the missing tip of the suspect's right index finger, even though she should have seen or felt something so striking. Once again, the defense argues that it is not sufficiently clear how the tracks were secured at the time. It cannot be ruled out that this was not done in accordance with the statutory requirements and that contamination of traces has occurred. The traces and everything obtained from them cannot therefore serve as evidence, according to the defense. There are also comments to be made regarding the description of the perpetrator given by the complainant in fact 3. Just like the complainants of facts 1 and 2, the complainant of fact 3 describes the perpetrator as (presumably) not wearing a mustache, while the suspect did wear a mustache at the time. The complainant in fact 3 also does not explain anything about the missing tip of the suspect's right index finger. Uncertainty exists again about the care of the DNA test. This uncertainty is fueled by the mention of a porn magazine by the NFI in the report of the case of complainant 4, while it is not stated anywhere in the file that a magazine with porn was seized by the police. Once again, it cannot be ruled out that carelessness during the research led to contamination. The defense also notes that semen was found in the case of the person reporting fact 4, while the suspect was sterilized on September 2, 1996. The sperm found cannot therefore be his. The DNA material found on the tie-rips also does not match that of the suspect. So there must be another perpetrator. The fact that DNA from the suspect was found in this case can only be explained by contamination, the defense argues.  Furthermore, the defense is of the opinion that the suspect does not match the description as provided by the complainant in fact 4. The complainant has not stated about the mustache and ring beard that the suspect wore at the time, nor about the missing tip of his right index finger. The latter should certainly have struck her, now that she has stated about the suspect's short nails without white edges.  Moreover, the full-face helmet described by the complainant in fact 4 was not found in the suspect's shed at the time. Five other moped helmets were found, three of which were full-face helmets. Finally, the defense notes that the modus operandi of the perpetrator of fact 4 hardly corresponds, if at all, to the modus operandi in the other three charged facts in this criminal case. She points out, among other things, the time and location of the crimes committed. In addition, the complainant in fact 4 is tied up differently from the other complainants, with her mouth closed with tape. (Source: https://jure.nl/ECLI:NL:RBMNE:2016:700) To Be Continued...

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William Heirens has been incarcerated in Illinois prisons for 53 years for crimes he did not commit. At the time of his conviction he was a 17-year-old student at the University of Chicago. On November 15, 1999, he turned 71. At an age before most of us marry, our first child is born or we enroll in college, Bill Heirens was sent to prison and was there while most of us pursued careers, raised our children, then watched them graduate. He is still there as many of us become grandparents, plan our pensions and begin to reflect back on our life experiences. A lifetime of memories lost, limited to the confines of prison, a lifetime for crimes he did not commit. How could this happen? Read on. In 1946, Bill Heirens was in his sophomore year at the University of Chicago. The city was celebrating the return of the GIs from World War II, wartime rationing was subsiding, and the peacetime economy was reviving. Still, not all was peace. There were a number of unsolved murders making the headlines in the five daily Chicago newspapers. In June 1945, homemaker Josephine Ross was found stabbed to death in her apartment. In December 1945, ex-WAVE Frances Brown was shot to death. The words "For Heaven's sake, catch me before I kill more. I cannot control myself" were found scrawled in lipstick on her apartment wall. Most horrifying of all, six-year-old Suzanne Degnan was kidnapped from her home on the north side of Chicago and dismembered. Her body parts were found in the sewers of her north side neighborhood. An autopsy later revealed that the child had been strangled. The only clue to this crime was a ransom note asking for $20,000. The Degnan crime shocked the nation. The public's fear and outrage was reflected in newspaper headlines screaming for the arrest of Suzanne Degnan's killer. The media throughout the United States and abroad carried the story. Police noted that it was a professional dismemberment and suspected a butcher or medically trained person. They followed hundreds of leads, but could not solve the crime. Months passed without resolution. Parents, fearing for their children's lives, kept them indoors and escorted them to and from school. Daily, the newspapers mocked the police for failing to catch the killer. In June 1946, six months after the Degnan crime, Bill Heirens was arrested on Chicago's north side in the act of attempted burglary. He was taken into police custody and interrogated for six days without counsel. During that time, he was accused of committing several unsolved murders, including the murder of Suzanne Degnan. The state's attorney illegally authorized an injection of sodium pentothal to "...get the truth out of him." Bill was given two lie detector tests. Under incredible pressure, he maintained his innocence. (Evansville_Press_Wed__Nov_26__1952) (The_Corpus_Christi_Caller_Sun__Jul_21__1946) (The_Kansas_City_Times_Wed__Jul_17__1946) (The_York_Dispatch_Sat__Jun_25__1955) While Bill was recovering from injuries inflicted by the police during his arrest, his defense counsel were summoned to the prosecutor's office where they were told that if Bill would confess to the Degnan, Brown and Ross murders, the State would assure them there would be no death penalty. His attorneys were told that their client would go to prison for life on the burglary charges alone. The lawyers decided to cooperate with the prosecution to obtain a confession. Evidence of Bill's guilt began to appear. Police reported that the message on the Brown bedroom wall matched known samples of Heirens' writing. Handwriting on the Degnan ransom note was also a match. Hidden indentations on the ransom note tied Bill to the Degnan crime. A bloody fingerprint on the doorjamb of the Brown apartment was Bill's. The face of the Degnan note bore Bill's little fingerprint. There was no evidence in the Ross case, but the authorities thought it likely that the same person killed Brown and Ross. Therefore, they felt that Bill should be guilty of this crime as well. In the middle of July, the Chicago Tribune published a front page headline story indicating that Bill had confessed to the crimes. They gave lurid details. This purely fabricated article was picked up by the remaining four daily Chicago papers and the news services. It was apparent to Bill that a fair trial would be impossible. Urged by his lawyers to accept the plea bargain, he confessed to all three murders to avoid certain death in the State's electric chair. In 1946, there was no appeals process. Within weeks, Bill Heirens would have been dead. From that standpoint, his plea bargain was completely understandable. Ten weeks after his arrest, during which the Chicago papers headlined the Heirens case 157 times, Bill Heirens began serving three life sentences. For the next 40 years, Bill litigated his case in the hope of finally obtaining a fair trial. Because of the politics of the case and his confession, he failed. During all those years, no one looked at the underlying facts of this case. No one studied the evidence that had forced him into a confession. No one analyzed the events of 1946 in order to understand why Bill Heirens went to prison. In 1987, Dolores Kennedy, social activist and author of, "William Heirens: His Day in Court," began to research the case against Bill Heirens. In 1994, she formed a justice team, headed by Jed Stone, a Chicago criminal defense lawyer, and they assembled psychiatrists, lawyers, handwriting analysts, fingerprint experts, professors and concerned citizens. The result of their research is staggering. [Today, I've ordered a physical copy of this book to learn more about this case! Arrival around in December of this year 🙏📚🕵️] - The handwriting on the ransom note was not the writing of Bill Heirens - The lipstick message on the wall was not Heirens' writing - The lipstick message and ransom note were written by different people - FBI reports stated that there was no hidden indentation writing on the note - The "bloody" fingerprint from the Brown apartment was a "rolled" fingerprint, apparently lifted from a fingerprint card, and not the latent print the prosecutors had described - The fingerprint on the "face" of the Degnan note was really on the back of the note, making this evidence fraudulent - Results of the lie detector tests showed Bill to be an innocent man Research also uncovered the existence of Richard Thomas, who confessed to the Degnan crime from his jail cell in Phoenix, Arizona shortly before Bill was arrested. Thomas was waiting to be sentenced for molesting his daughter. The Chicago police were summoned, but quickly lost interest in Thomas when the state attorney for Chicago announced that Bill was the killer. The justice team discovered that: - Handwriting experts identified Thomas as the author of the ransom note - Thomas lived in Chicago when Suzanne Degnan was killed and "hung out" at a car agency near her home - Suzanne's arms were discovered in a sewer directly across from that same car agency - Thomas was a male nurse who molested two of his three children - Several years prior to the Degnan crime, he had been arrested for attempted kidnapping and extortion. Portions of the extortion letter have wording similar to that on the ransom note - He was a petty burglar who was arrested on numerous occasions The key to the 1946 prosecution was Bill's confession. The justice team compared the known facts of each murder to the versions Bill told to save his life. Careful analysis shows that Bill was simply wrong about facts, locations and events. A review of all the evidence in this case leads to one conclusion. In 1946, Bill's lawyers failed to investigate, failed to challenge, failed to defend. In fact, Bill's lawyers have stated that they did not defend their client, only tried to keep him from a certain death in the electric chair. The Supreme Court excused this by saying that since counsel was hired, rather than appointed, it was Heirens' fault that they didn't serve his interests. In 1953, the Illinois Supreme Court, after reviewing the facts, declared: "Of course the search of petitioner's living quarters, the incessant and prolonged questioning of petitioner while he was confined to a hospital bed, and the unauthorized use of sodium pentothal and a lie detector, were flagrant violations of his rights. Such conduct on the part of law enforcement officials deserves the severest condemnation..." The Court went on to say that since the case was settled on a plea bargain, the violations were not responsible for the conviction. In 1968, Justice Luther Swygert of the United States Court of Appeals said, "The case presents the picture of a public prosecutor and defense counsel, if not indeed the trial judge, buckling under the pressure of a hysterical and sensation-seeking press bent upon obtaining retribution for a horrendous act. The state's attorney and defense counsel usurped the judicial function, complying with a community scheme inspired by the press to convict the defendant without his day in court." In 1973, Illinois adopted the Unified Code of Corrections that changed Illinois penal laws. Under its provisions, Heirens' consecutive sentences were aggregated into one sentence. Illinois put into effect three specific criteria for parole: Is the prisoner capable of becoming a law abiding citizen, does the prison record warrant parole, and newly added parole should be denied if the release would "deprecate the seriousness of the offense or promote disrespect for the law." Retroactively applying the new paroling criterion effectively prevents pre-1973 prisoners from being paroled. If it were not for this retroactive application, Bill could have been paroled as early as 1984. In 1995, a clemency hearing was held in Chicago at which the Illinois Prisoner Review Board had an opportunity to hear the expert witnesses and view the evidence used to force Bill's confession. Governor Edgar denied clemency to him more than three years later. In 1998, that same Review Board gave Bill a three-year set so they did not have to hear his case again until 2001. In 2001, Bill will be observing his 73rd birthday. Though Bill has suffered one injustice after another, he has not allowed it to destroy his hopes or in any way define him. During Bill's long years of incarceration, he has worked hard to improve himself and the lives of those around him. Through correspondence courses, he accumulated 197 credit hours, becoming the first Illinois inmate to earn a Bachelor of Arts degree. At Stateville, he was employed by the prison garment industry, spending 10 years overseeing production. He learned television and radio repair and, when he was transferred to the honor farm at Stateville, he set up a repair shop on the grounds. Eventually Bill taught his skills to other inmates. Bill also assisted in developing many educational programs, counseled inmates who were interested in earning their GEDs, taught math courses, and worked in the law library at Vienna Correctional Center, helping countless inmates prepare legal documents and advising them of the possibilities available to them. When he first entered the system, Bill began to develop his skills as an artist -- initially using colored ink and eventually transferring to watercolor. His paintings won many blue ribbons at Stateville art shows and continue to be in constant demand. Until recently, Bill served as secretary to the Catholic priest at Vienna Correctional Center and continued his legal work for those he felt he could help. Realizing that he is living in a computerized world, Bill enrolled in computer classes at the prison. Last year, Bill asked for and received a transfer to Dixon Correctional Center, where he currently works in the business office. The victim of diabetes, he now makes frequent trips to the infirmary where he is often hospitalized for circulatory problems. A lifetime of achievement in prison has brought the following accolades from the same parole board which refuses to release him: "You have done beautiful things," "I have never seen so much accomplishment" and, "I think you are a good example of what rehabilitation is all about." The continued incarceration of Bill Heirens is a condemnation of our criminal justice system. An unpopular crime, a frenzied press, an anxious public, a zealous state's attorney, a pressured defense counsel, unconcerned courts, politicians seeking a "tough on crime" status, and a cowardly review board. These are the ingredients that have kept an incredible -- and innocent -- man in prison for more than half a century. Bill's only hope for a timely release is to ask the governor to commute his sentence to time served. Bill has already served many years more than most convicted of the same crime and remains in prison solely because he refuses to admit guilt. The evidence against him has proved to be fictitious or planted. The only standing evidence is a confession full of gaps and inconsistencies given under the threat of certain death. The false confession that saved his life has kept him in prison while his innocence has long been proven, but has been brushed aside by the court system. Requests for Bill's release are especially important at this time. In February, his advocates will file a clemency petition, with a hearing scheduled for early April. Once again the entire review board will hear about Bill's innocence. Once again they will hear about his outstanding prison record. With no concern for justice, their recommendation to the governor will be based solely on public opinion. If they can be convinced that the majority of the public favors Bill's release, they will act on it. Nothing less will suffice. No one can give back the years Bill has lost, but you can help prevent Bill from losing more of the precious time he has left, and fulfill the hope that Bill has kept alive for 53 years. (Source: Justice: Denied, Vol. 1, Issue 10 by Dolores Kennedy (Editor: Clara A. Thomas Boggs) (Coincidentally or otherwise, William Heirens and Charles Manson both attended the Gibault School for wayward boys.)

Ed Gein denied retrieving his mother's body, claiming he was unable. No one has ever confirmed his account. The town of Plainfield denied our request to exhume Augusta Gein's grave. (The strange death of Henry Gein mentioned in a local newspaper) (Q) Who helped you when you got them out of the graves? Nobody. (The_Sheboygan_Press_Fri__Nov_29__1957) (Chippewa_Herald_Telegram_Fri__Nov_29__1957) (Q) Did they cave in on you? They didn't but they should've I guess. (Q) Well, then how would you, uh... what would you do with the heads? That, uh, must have been taken from reading about news magazines and these things. Taking the... the flesh off, like a head-hunter. (Q) Would you enjoy it when you were doing it? Well that's the worst part of it, I really didn't think. (Q) Well then uh, what, what kind of a knife did you use? Well uh, I made that, uh, from a file once. you know there was a lot of making knives from files. (Q) Oh yeah? Put a handle on it, and grind it down. (Q) Well uh, you've gutted out a deer I suppose haven't you? No, I never once. (Q) Never once? Never once. (Q) When you'd dig these graves up you were kind of in a haze too, is that it? That's what I can remember, just uh, how you would… (Q) And then one time you said you kind of realized what you were doing and you covered her up without taking anything. That's right. See I did open that grave up, but I didn't take any head or anything so... 'cause, I know, I came to like, you know, from the digging. Said, "What am I doing?" It scared me you know, because I realized then that I was doing wrong, I shouldn't do anything like that. Really what I was wondering about how could I shoot her? Or did I shoot her? (Q) Well, you tell me, I don't uh… That's what, that's what I'd like, I'd like to find out. I asked them to check my gun. (Q) Well, you don't have any trouble remembering other things that… That's it, that's what I told them, I can't understand it. Course things that happened, like names … Even the folks that I'd seen, I don't yet recognize them, but the farther off it is, back, I can remember good. (Q) Do you remember killing her? That's what I can't remember. (Q) It would be kind of hard to drag her out of the store though, wouldn't it? She was quite a heavy woman, wasn't she? (Q) Did you throw her over your shoulder? I'm not sure I believe I could do that. (Q) Just dragged her, huh? It must be. (Q) Oh, did you um, do you remember carrying her in the truck? That I couldn't uh swear to you. (Q) Did you remember dressing out her body? Yeah, I must have. (Q) Well you, you don't remember undressing her then? No. That's the, see, if, if I hung her up, nude, then probably I'd have to be stronger than I am. (Ed Gein was reportedly obsessed with this news in America back then) (The Gein farm mysteriously burned up in flames) (Source: Psycho: The Lost Tapes of Ed Gein) [My personal opinion, I think that Ed Gein performed many of his activities alone and for his own reasons and delusions. However, I think he definitely had help or was framed in the murders of Bernice Worden & Mrs. Mary Hogan and most likely in some of the gave robbings. They create and use these ''serial killer'' naratives to inform the public with a disturbing/mysterious/elusive portrait of a lone nut which brings out sometimes sympathy (Dahmer, Gein case) and/or a sick fascination (Ted Bundy case) which, of course, sells better then revealing the real motives and history/connections behind all of these murder cases!]

In one bedroom, lying in a single bed, were two inert women, Madison Mogen and Kaylee Goncalves. They might have been sisters, so similar were the 21-year-olds’ pretty Barbie dolls–like sculpted features, their long cascades of thick, streaked blond hair falling down to their narrow shoulders. Yet in death there was one gruesome difference: Kaylee, it would be reported, had been hacked with a particular ferocity. It was as if her wild assailant—or was it assailants?—had been intent on gouging out chunks of her flesh. “Large punctures” was how the lacerations had been described. Maddie’s wounds, while no less fatal, appeared less feral, more measured—at least in comparison. Fact: There was no sign of forced entry, or of robbery. Fact: A single weapon had been used—a long-bladed knife. And a tan leather knife sheath, stamped with the U.S. Marine Corps insignia was found lying next to Mogen’s bed. Fact: There was no trail of blood outside the house. Fact: The house was a repository for a large collection of forensic evidence—blood, saliva, hair, prints, DNA. But whether any of these belonged to the killer—after the autopsies, the general consensus held that it was a single assailant—still was undetermined. There was so much blood, it had seeped through the wooden floors and run down the building’s gray concrete foundation in jagged red rivulets. The entire country, or so it often seemed, was complaining that the case was dragging on and on without resolution. Over the years, there had been some rough, combative times between the two of them; he’d even had to get Bryan into rehab to kick his teenage heroin habit. But now the young man seemed on a good path; studying for a Ph.D. in criminal justice offered a promising career trajectory for Bryan. Unhappiness and alienation can often dominate his mood, says Kohberger, writing as a desperate teenager on the Web site Tapatalk. They are the raw, bedeviling forces that drove him, he explains, to contemplate suicide. They are the painful demons, he wails to a friend, that drove him to search for a sort of relief by mainlining heroin. And at the root of all his swirling emotions, he diagnoses in the online postings with an unwavering certainty, is “visual snow.”  Visual snow is a rare but very real and chronic neurological condition. To those who suffer from it, the world is viewed through a glass darkly. It’s like looking at a television screen and the picture’s fluttering, the images obscured by amorphous grayish waves and scattered, flickering dots. But is it a disease? Or is it a psychological condition? Doctors, according to the sparse literature, throw up their hands in frustrated confusion. They just don’t know. And what can’t be diagnosed is even more difficult to treat. ” He denied being the murderer or having any specific knowledge of the crime.’’ Jason LaBar sternly lectured, “Mr. Kohberger has been accused of very serious crimes, but the American justice system cloaks him in a veil of innocence… He should be presumed innocent until proven otherwise—not tried in the court of public opinion.” Item: The white Hyundai Elantra. While there are photos of the car zooming through the Moscow streets on the night of the murder, there’s no clear photo of Kohberger at the wheel that evening. Not a single one. Item: The DNA on the knife-sheath snap. It’s apparently “touch” DNA. That is, it’s derived from a fingerprint rather than a drop of blood. And that’s pretty shaky evidence. Often more guesswork than science. The courtroom reality is that in case after case, touch DNA has been tarnished by a motley collection of false-positive results. A smart defense attorney might argue that there’s just as much likelihood of touch DNA’s being accurate as a juror’s winning the lottery. Who’d want to condemn someone to execution based on those odds? Item: The eyewitness identification. Well, a lot of people have bushy eyebrows. And the testimony from a witness who was in “frozen shock phase,” as she put it, might be problematic. At best. And that’s without even getting into why she waited seven hours or so before making sure the police were notified. The poignant truth might very well be that Dylan Mortensen, although she was not physically attacked, was another victim that night. And that she’s in no shape to take the witness stand to face a rapid-firing, if not mean-spirited, defense counsel. Item: The murder weapon. Where is it? The police have not found the long-bladed knife used in the killings. And they have so far not been able to establish that Kohberger owned such a weapon. (And I have to wonder how conscientiously they are trying. Just a week ago I walked into Dunkelberger’s on Main Street in Stroudsburg. It’s a sporting-goods store that might as well be an armory. There are walls mounted with racks of rifles and display cases lined with gleaming long-bladed knives. And it’s just about a half-hour drive from the Kohberger family home in Albrightsville. It’s the sort of local shop one might visit if one were looking to buy a knife. So I asked the man who identified himself as the manager if the police ever checked the store records to see if Bryan Kohberger had made a purchase. “Nope,” he answered. “Pretty surprising, too, now that you mention it.”) But arguably the most perplexing question that the prosecutors will have to wrestle with if they hope to persuade a jury is “Why?” What was the motive for someone to kill four college students in cold blood? Thursday night in late September, less than two months before the murders, three officers were responding to a noise complaint an annoyed neighbor had made. The neighbor certainly had good cause. The house was jumping. There was a tumult of blasting music and high-spirited, attractive college kids wandering in and out of the three-story home. Six-packs and empty Truly cans were scattered about. We are living through one of the first major crime stories of the Social-Media Age. In the fall of 2022, during his first semester in the criminology doctorate program at Washington State University, he applied for an internship at the nearby Pullman Police Department. In the application essay, which the Idaho cops later shared, Kohberger, with apparent self-affirming pride, wrote that “he had an interest in assisting rural law enforcement agencies with how to better collect and analyze technological data in public safety operations.” (Source: The Eyes of a Killer 1,2,3,4 - By author Howard Blum 2023) [Personal note: In this documentary: 48 hours - The Night of the Idaho Student it is said that Howard Blum uncovered a possible motive in the killings concerning the drug trade. I have read all of his publishings and could not find it? I emailed him and never got a reply back?]

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According to Monique, Andre, her ex, used to pimp her. He would take her to parks to meet men. What makes this case unique is that this is a criminal couple. Maybe even a criminal family. It’s in the top 2.2% of the French population. Michel Fourniret did not like cats. He killed cats from the neighbourhood whenever they went into his garden. He buried them on his property. Fourniret was a miller, bricklayer and woodworker before being convicted of five sexual assaults in 1984 and incarcerated in Fleury-Merogis prison. In prison, Fourniret shared his cell with a certain Hellegouarch. Jean-Pierre Hellegouarch is like a character from a novel. He was sentenced to death in Spain. He was involved with Basque terrorists. He was a robber, as well as a major drug trafficker. A kingpin, basically. Later, Hellegouarch is involved in a completely different case at the Quai des Orfevres, with a group from the criminal gang. There he learns that a certain Fourniret owns a chateau on the French-Belgian border. The investigators discovered that he had an excavator, which we found out he affectionately called Dino. It worked at night. Like a house of horrors. ‘’You know, Mr Prosecutor, no one will come out of this unscathed.’’ - Fourniret Nine months after the rape and murder of Isabelle Laville, their son, Selim was born. He was born on the 9th of September, 1988. Isabelle Laville was murdered on the 11th of December, 1987. Do the math. That’s nine months. Breath masks Fourniret kept very detailed rape logs of all the activities. Police detectives described Monique as a witch in terms of her physical appearance. (Source: L'Affaire Fourniret : Dans la tête de Monique Olivier)

Jacobus Dirk (Koos) Hertogs (The Hague, 16 December 1949 – Vught, 19 July 2015) was a convicted Dutch serial killer. He was convicted for a total of three murders. Tialda Visser, 12 years old, was reported missing on 11 May 1979, after she didn't return home after ballet classes at the Royal Conservatory of The Hague. Four days later, on 15 May, her lifeless body was found near the Leeghwaterbrug in The Hague. The cause of death could not be determined. Emy den Boer, 18 years old, disappeared on 3 April 1980. She left her home in Schiedam to go to the Academy Of Physical Education in The Hague, however she never got there. Two days later, on 5 April, her body was found by a hiker in the forest near Nistelrode. She was shot in the stomach and head. [Killer may have been watching Edith for some time] Edith Post, 11 years old, disappeared while at school on 29 September 1980. She left her class to get some materials from a closet in the hallway but didn't return. On 2 October her body was found in the dunes of Wassenaar. She was beaten to death, probably with a branch that was found next to her body. Hertogs was in a homosexual relationship with Cornelis Stolk, Vice President of the court in The Hague. After the murder on Edith Post, the police received an anonymous call with the information that Edith had bitten her murderer, and a bouncer of nightclub "The Nightingale’’ had a severe bite wound on his little finger. The bouncer, who was subsequently arrested, turned out to be Koos Hertogs. Police searched his house and found traces of blood matched to Tialda Visser and Emy den Boer. In the attic, police found an insulated room. It is believed that Hertogs hid and raped his victims here for a period of time, before killing them. Hertogs was sentenced to life imprisonment. Until 1989 Hertogs denied killing the girls. However, after consultation with his lawyer he confessed so he could be placed on a lighter regime. For a long time there were rumors that Hertogs had protection from high-level individuals. In the book Zuidwal, that tells the story of the serial killer, it is claimed that Hertogs was protected by Cornelis Stolk, an important judge and vice president of the court, however both men denied the claims. In 2009 crime reporter Peter R. de Vries started a sting operation, trying to reveal if Hertogs murdered more people or if the claims made in the book were true. While being filmed with hidden cameras, Hertogs, talking with a 'dear' friend, who turned out to be an infiltrator working for De Vries, made some notable admissions. A childhood friend as an infiltrator managed to talk to H. eight times in three weeks. Under the watchful eye of the (The Longstay clinic) TBS staff, he also took porn films with teenage girls with him. *He admitted he kidnapped and murdered the three girls. *With the murder of Edith Post he had an accomplice. *Three times he had plans to murder someone, however the plans weren't carried out or failed. *Claimed a man he planned to kill who he had an argument with fled inside a pool hall before Hertogs could kill him. *Claimed he planned to kill a director of a juvenile prison, however the man died before Hertogs could carry out his plan. *Hertogs lured an inmate into a trap, however a guard got suspicious and locked him up. *Confessed knowing who murdered the two Swedish women, Gun-Ingeborg Johannesson (18) and Ann Jönsson (19), in a forest near La Roche-en-Ardenne. *Confessed he had a special bond with judge Cornelis Stolk. Stolk paid for the driver's license of Hertogs and after an earlier conviction Stolk placed him under the care of a 'befriended' psychiatrist, who later turned out to be the ex-wife of Stolk. In the end of the television show it was revealed that Hertogs, in return, offered sexual services (oral sex) and child pornography to Cornelis Stolk. Mr. Cornelis Stolk died on 10 June 2004, aged 87. In August 2012 writer and psychologist Patrick Oomens published the book De zaak Koos H., in which he questions the claim that Hertogs is a serial killer and concludes that he does not fit the profile. According to Oomens, that would shed light on the case and claims that the case of Hertogs has characteristics of a cover-up with connections to Operation Gladio. With respect to the 'befriended' psychiatrist, the writer claims to have discovered that the ex-wife of Stolk wasn't a psychiatrist at all, but in reality the first female pilot in the Netherlands who transported the Dutch Royal family in the early 1950s. In the case of Koos H. it is clear that there are connections with the Dutch Gladio, a planned coup - which did not take place - in a neighboring country (Portuguese colony) of South Africa. The involved minister Vredeling (Defense), who ordered Koos H. through judge Stolk for the coup, also appeared to maintain contacts with the infamous Carl Armfelt. Moreover, why were two Swedish girls found dead in Belgium, near a training camp of the extreme right (whose leader had fought in Africa)? Traces that always had to lead to Koos H., to portray him as a serial killer. So there may be connections with the Belgian Gladio to perhaps train together for the coup? Cornelius Stolk was a fellow vice president of pedophile juvenile judge Theo Rueb! In the Koos Hertogs case, there are indications of a pedophile network and many are killed: three young girls, a police chief, and the wife of judge Stolk commit "suicide". The judge banned broadcasting by television. Koos. H. claims that he was still visited in his cell by the now retired Advocate General Mr. Feber and two agents of the then National Security Service (BVD). Koos H. says he was then put under pressure to keep the matter under wraps. At number 20 Zuidwal, the police found a small attic room during a raid in 1980. There were metal handles in the floor and ceiling. The windows were boarded up, the ceiling, floor, and walls covered with thick carpet. There were SM attributes and there was a bed with only a mesh base. The police also found traces of blood and a small girl's earring in the carpet. "A torture chamber," the police said. "A dry sauna is under construction," said the owner. That owner was Koos Hertogs, aka Koos H. Koos H. was born on December 16, 1949 in the painters' district of The Hague, in a Catholic family with sixteen children. As a boy he was already so unmanageable that at the age of 16 he was placed under juvenile detention. In 1973, a psychiatrist characterized the problem youth from The Hague as a psychopath who lived in a narcissistic make-believe world and constantly behaved immorally. He was also heavily sexually abused in these various juvenile detentions. Once an adult, Koos Hertogs worked as a doorman at nightclubs and sex houses. He was heavily addicted to cocaine and a well-known figure in the underworld in The Hague. Koos was sniffing between 11, 12 & 13 grams of cocaine a day! ''Stolk came to my house on the Zuidwal for child pornography material. I knew that Stolk loved this from talking to him about his holiday in Thailand. Stolk has bags full. It was child porn with little boys. I could easily get that through an acquaintance who worked in a sex boutique." - Koos Hertogs ‘Koos never concealed it from me, either, that he had people there have sex with young girls and that he then photographed them. It was, among other things, the president of that court who was there.’ - Slobodan Mitric [Koos Hertogs and Dr. Troublemaker (Slobodan Mitric) in the Haagse Bos – Summer 1978] Koos was a member of one of the most dangerous international terrorist gangs operating under the IDB (Foreign Intelligence Service, now: AIVD, Foreign Intelligence Service). Their aim was to carry out a few coups in Africa and to liquidate a prime minister. They had made available 100 heavy boys and 10 million dollars … WACE (World Atomic Contra Espionage) in cooperation with the Dutch counter-intelligence service prevented this. But it's Dr. Troublemaker has not been thanked by the Dutch government for being able to get into the heart of that gang - and the whole counter-operation led, among others, with Hans Teengs Gerritsen…. To shove the case under the table, the Dutch government has accused Koos of child murder. When dr. Troublemaker protested, he was also accused of allegedly raping dozens of Dutch prostitutes and wives of top criminals. In his novel Nederland's Maffia, Dr. Troublemaker described 10 percent of all those filthy practices of the corrupt Dutch government… So 90 percent will be presented to the world public in other books – if Dr. Troublemaker stays alive… Nederland's Maffia by Slobodan Mitric (karate bob) [Four bullets in living rooms: Nocturnal shots on prison houses] [''Valk'' threatens to kill if Laurent is not released] The police raided his house on the Zuidwal in 1980, because they were looking for the murderer of 11-year-old Edith Post, whose body had been found in the dunes near Wassenaar. Koos H. was already known to the police and was regularly seen near playgrounds and primary schools. His neighbors said they had seen young girls in and around his house. In the attic room, the police found traces of blood from other murdered girls: Emy de Boer, 18, and Thialda Visser, 12. But Koos H. did not say anything... Until the police received an anonymous tip that the injury to his little finger was inflicted by one of the girls. In her agony, she had bitten her killer so hard that a piece of her tooth had broken off and there was a crack in her jaw. Forty journalists attended Hertogs' trial. Out of fear of liberation or liquidation, there were snipers for the first time on the day of the court in The Hague. The detective team wrote about the torture chamber that the door of that room was a decimeter thick, that the walls were double insulated (half a meter thick), that an intercom was installed in it that opened into the bedroom. In response to questions from court president mr. Kootte, Koos claimed that he had initially wanted to convert this room into a sauna. On reflection, however, he decided to rent it out to prostitutes from the sex club where he worked as a doorman. "I then gave the key to the girls and so many people have been in this room." Question from Mr. Kootte: Why did that room have to be locked so heavily? Koos: I noticed that, but I didn't pay any attention to it. In any case, I didn't have those bolts installed myself. mr. Koote: And that intercom? Koos: It was added because of that sauna, so that people could call me from there. As far as the many sex books (including about the interaction between children and adults) are concerned, Koos stated that he had 'stolen' them with the intention of selling them on. And what exactly is the role of Ingrid Nauman, Koos's Indonesian girlfriend, with whom he lived together? Ingrid has a preference for hard sex and, in her own words, likes to be 'thrashed' by Koos with a karwats. [Domestic, Doorman from The Hague on appeal, Now also ex-girlfriend of Koos H. accused of murder] ["Ingrid knows all about it" Koos H. now accuses Freddy De Been of murder] [''Cocaine madness'' in the case of Hague porter Koos H.] [Eight years in prison for accomplice of Koos H.] How did the Hague porter Koos H. manage to lure his victims along? That is what former detective Verweij (real name does not want to disclose) still wonders 23 years later. Overnight, the three girls vanished, at short intervals, only to be found dead. In a dune lake near Wassenaar, in the water of the Haagse Laak, in the forest near Nistelrode in East Brabant. Koos H. was the longest-serving prisoner in the Netherlands. He died in jail when he was 65 years old. They claim natural causes but do not say what exactly. (Sources: Historische Kranten, Erfgoed Leiden en Omstreken, 1982)

(Extractions from the: NRC Newspaper Web Pages, August 1998) Robby van der Plancken. had a wife, a child, a rented house, and he worked for an employment agency. He was twenty. He no longer appeared in porn films, he no longer snorted and injected, he did not drink, he never came to Amsterdam again. Robby van der P. was no longer a whore and no longer gay. He lived again in Belgium, near the village where he was born, and he packed speculaas on the assembly line. His girlfriend Cindy was a cleaner at the retirement home, on Sunday they went to an amusement park with their daughter Nina or to visit family. A month after he left the Netherlands, Erik had stopped by, an ex-boyfriend. Erik had Robby's name tattooed on his buttocks, he wanted Robby to come back to Amsterdam. Robby didn't even let him in. Makes you go away. But the work in the cake factory was temporary and also in the stonemasonry, after that he could not stay. His daughter Nina, two years old, was often ill, she had problems with her lungs. Robby could barely pay the bills for the hospital and medicines. Cindy earned seventeen hundred guilders a month cleaning, the house cost almost seven hundred. Robby sometimes went back to the Netherlands, and one day, in the summer of 1997, Ruud called from the escort agency in Amsterdam. Gerrie Ulrich - a sick, thin man of forty-eight years from Zandvoort - had asked about Robby. Thousand guilders for one night. "I dragged him out of the car," Cindy says now. "I didn't want him to go, and he stayed at home." The following weekend Robby was gone anyway. The following weekend he went again to Zandvoort. Gerrie Ulrich's friend, the chartered accountant Leo van Gasselt, had just died of liver cancer and Ulrich found it difficult to be alone. Robby kept him company, Robby told Cindy. Nothing else. And Ulrich paid Robby well. He also gave him a new car, new clothes, and a motorcycle. He offered Robby a job at his computer store Cube Hardware and bought him a flat near his own floor on the beach. Robby, who had never sat in front of a computer before, moved to Zandvoort with his wife and child. Now, almost a year later, Gerrie Ulrich is dead. By a bullet from Robby's revolver. Robby has been in a prison in northern Italy for a month and a half. An accident, Robby told the police. They were on vacation together and shot at cans, a bullet bounced off a rock and hit Ulrich in the back. No, it was euthanasia, Robby suddenly said. Ulrich was very ill, he wanted Robby to end his suffering. Robby later said something else to the Italian investigating judge: Ulrich had "pressured" him, blackmailed him. A few days after Ulrich's death, an enormous amount of extremely hard child pornography was discovered in his flat in Zandvoort. Ulrich sold photos and films to pedophiles via the Internet. Robby van der P. would have helped him, his agenda would contain names of important customers. Italy will not yet extradite Robby van der P. to the Netherlands. This week the 'accident' was reconstructed on the spot by the Italian investigating judge, Robby was there. An accident is out of the question, justice says: Robby is now accused of murder, he must remain in Italy for the time being. Robby van der P. comes from Willebroek, a village just above Mechelen. His father, he says himself, traded in weapons. Robby's parents separated when he was one year old. He had two older brothers. The eldest was deaf from birth and was 'ceded' by his parents because they could not care for him. Robby's mother remarried, to a former high school sweetheart, and she had two sons, twins. Her new husband drank even more than the first and hit harder. She also sometimes hit back, or she ran out of the house with her children because he - completely drunk - rammed into the front door with an ax. Robby was a difficult, aggressive boy. He broke things in the house and bullied his brothers. He locked them in a cupboard or let them touch a cut electrical wire with wet hands. At school he emptied the van with milk money, he stole from shops and from his stepfather's wallet. He returned from a barbecue at the Boy Scouts one Saturday afternoon with a box of chicken breasts. Got it, he said. Stolen, it turned out later. When he was nine, his mother registered him at the Ter Elst boarding school in Duffel, for behaviorally disturbed children. After a few months she took him home again. A short time later Robby was placed there again, by the juvenile judge. He was transferred from Duffel to a boarding school in Brasschaat, ran away, was arrested and transferred again, to the closed juvenile detention center in Mol. In the mid-eighties, after another escape, Robby hid for weeks with his real father, Luk de Koninck, who at that time had a brothel in Zeeland, in Goes. The police discovered Robby and brought him back to Belgium. De Koninck, a small, sturdy man with curly gray hair, is sitting in the living room of his girlfriend Toos' flat in Geleen. He says: ,,I told Robby to stay inside during the day, for the police. But he always did exactly what he felt like." According to De Koninck - "I know that world" - his son was recruited at the boarding school in Mol at the age of twelve to work in boy prostitution in Rotterdam, Amsterdam and Utrecht. De Koninck: ,,Those boys leave the institution and they are given addresses. The circus started for our Robby in Mol.” Robby also had little choice, according to his father: “He had nothing, he was on the street. Men sometimes pay a few thousand guilders at a time for such a boy.” De Koninck has never tried to keep Robby from doing this work. “I didn't interfere with it. What Robby wanted to do was his business." Robby's mother had no idea what her son was doing in the Netherlands. He called every now and then and told her not to worry. He earned enough, he worked for a friend named Lothar. That was Lothar Glandorf., a German who had a boys' brothel in Rotterdam. Three years ago, he was sentenced to six years in prison for sexual abuse of minors and human trafficking. G. got boys from Germany and Eastern Europe, and promised them that they could become film actors in the Netherlands. In the official report of that case, G. is described by the boy prostitutes as a fat, smelly man. Each new boy was first 'tried out' by G. himself. He gave them drugs and booze, he made pictures and movies of them. If the boys wanted to quit this job, or once didn't feel like going to a customer who had ordered them at home, he threatened to send video tapes or photos to their parents or their school. One of Lothar's regular customers, Martin S. from Arnhem, was convicted in the same case. He sometimes kept the boys in his house for days, in a special SM room. He made them drink urine, tied them up with chains, and electrified their genitals. S. had previously been convicted of shooting an underage boy. Robby van der P. worked in gay bars, brothels, and played in porn films from the late eighties. In Amsterdam he met Gerrie Ulrich, Ulrich was a client of an escort service agency. According to his father, Robby worked with Lothar G. when he was seventeen. They often went to Germany as a couple, on 'business'. Robby's younger half-brothers were at that time, just like he used to be, in the closed correctional institution in Mol. They had already escaped and went into hiding with Luk de Koninck, who still had his brothel in Goes, and they too had been sent back to the boarding school. In February 1992, the twins were fourteen, Robby picked them up in Belgium, with Lothar G., and took them to a house in Waalre to watch porn movies. The police got a tip and raided: the two boys were naked and half dazed. They watched, with a few men and Robby, a video with Robby in the lead role, on the beach in Portugal. Robby managed to convince the police that he had wanted to protect his brothers from the fate that had befallen him in the child porn circuit, but that he had not been able to stop Lothar G.. The boys were taken back to Belgium, but shortly afterwards they also worked in Rotterdam, for Lothar. They lived in the house of an older man in The Hague, who had also previously given Robby shelter. Lothar G. sometimes drove to Belgium with one of them to pick up friends who also wanted to escape from the boarding school in Mol. Robby tried to get his brothers to act in porn movies with men. After more than a year they had had enough. Luk de Koninck, Robby's father: ,,Once my ex called me, the mother of the twins. Her boys wanted to leave Rotterdam. I went to get them and brought them home." Robby's mother now knew how her other son earned his money, but he couldn't be taken home anymore. Robby came by one more time, to tell him he was gay. He introduced her to his friend, the English singer Gerry Laffy, a blond man in his forties, and he gave her a photo that Gerry and he had taken from a photographer. Less than two years later, in 1994, he came to visit again, but now everything was different: Robby stopped working in the Netherlands, he stopped using drugs, he moved in with a girl, Cindy. In Geraardsbergen, a town west of Brussels. Everything that had happened before he called 'my past', he didn't want to say or hear anything more about it. Robby knew Cindy from back in the day. From a holiday camp for boarding school youngsters, in a castle in northern France, organized by the Belgian health insurance fund De Neutrale. Cindy came from Geraardsbergen. At the age of five, she was placed in a boarding school by order of child protection. Her father drank and died at the age of thirty-two after an inflammation of his pancreas, her mother was unable to raise the three children. Like Robby, Cindy often ran away and was then transferred to another institution: she eventually went to thirteen different boarding schools, including the closed correctional institution for girls in Beernem. Robby came to see her a few times a year, when she was with her mother on weekends, he wrote her letters. In the summer of 1994—she was eighteen one month after he was nearly twenty—he came by again, and stayed. A year later they had, it was not the intention, a child: Nina. Cindy Mehauden (21) is sitting on a terrace in Mechelen, on the Grote Markt. After Ulrich's death and Robby's arrest, she immediately moved from Zandvoort back to Belgium. A thin, pale girl with medium-length straight hair. Around her neck hangs a gold plaque with 'Robby' on it. On her left arm is tattooed 'Andy', a former boyfriend. They had little money, but the three years in Geraardsbergen were "pleasant," says Cindy. They sometimes argued, Robby hit her and once in a while she hit back, with a pan. But it wasn't nearly as bad as later: in Zandvoort they argued every other day. In August 1997 they came to Zandvoort, against Cindy's wishes. She mistrusted Gerrie Ulrich, who so desperately needed a 'companion' from Robby, and on whom they now became financially dependent. During the first weeks in the Netherlands she met Erik again, the boy with Robby's name on his buttock. He showed her a videotape with Robby's photo on the cover: a porn movie of Robby, a lot younger, with men. Robby was furious, that was a thing of the past. He had needed money at the time. Cindy understood, she didn't say anything more about it. Gerrie Ulrich gave Robby thousands of guilders a month, and also cars, a speedboat, cameras - everything Robby wanted. He also offered him his sailing ship Apollo, but Robby didn't want that, he didn't like sailing. Ulrich had a lot of money: he had inherited the capital from his deceased friend, the chartered accountant Leo van Gasselt, with whom he had been together for almost thirty years. And he earned, but that only became apparent later, from the trade in child pornography on the Internet. In exchange for money and gifts Robby worked in Ulrich's computer shop, and two nights a week, Tuesday and Thursday, he slept in Ulrich's flat. Cindy wanted to believe that Robby "had nothing" with Ulrich, but she looked for proof. She says: "Sometimes I drew a line on his penis with a felt-tip pen. It was still there the next day. If you do it with someone, such a line must be gone, right?" In Zandvoort Robby got back in touch with the Englishman Gerry Laffy. Laffy wrote him letters, called. A friend from the past, he told Cindy. This spring Robby visited him in England. Gerrie Ulrich was angry about it, Cindy got worried. She read Laffy's letters. love letters. She called Robby's mother. Yes, Gerry Laffy knew him, Robby had had an affair with him. Robby heard about it and was furious again. She read his letters, she didn't trust him, she poked fun at his past. She could go. But she stayed. Robby's father, Luk de Koninck, became friends with Gerrie Ulrich. He and his girlfriend Toos came to stay in Zandvoort almost every weekend. He says: ,,Gerrie was madly in love with Robby. And he got a little arrogant from what he got. He said everything belonged to him, including that computer shop." Gerrie said that he was seriously ill, but Robby, Cindy and De Koninck didn't know exactly what he had: he had it on his heart, or he had cancer, or AIDS. He was thin and he often shivered, but few people took his complaints seriously. De Koninck: ,,Then he said he would die in a month, then again in two years. He made a big drama out of it." Cindy: "He only trembled when he saw someone looking at him." According to De Koninck, Ulrich had promised that Robby would inherit his property. He also tried to adopt Robby to make sure he got everything. That didn't work because Robby was of age. Cindy was at home and was not allowed to do anything, she says. Gerrie and Robby went shopping every Saturday afternoon, also for her and the child. Gerrie and Robby had decided that Nina had to go to daycare, Gerrie paid, and Robby took her to Ducky Duck daycare every morning. Cindy found work in a fishmonger's shop, but Robby came to take her away: she didn't have to leave the house for those few cents. In December last year Gerrie and Robby went to America for ten days. Cindy didn't know anything, so she called the computer store and heard from Robby's colleague that he was gone and that she could pick up sixty guilders every day at the store. Cindy: ,,I was angry, yes. I have often said: I am leaving you. But I loved him too much.” Robby had developed stomach ulcers, he was spitting blood. Cindy: ,,He didn't have a minute of rest. When he was at home, Gerrie called: go get me some meat or a video tape, he always had something. When Robby showed up a few minutes late, he would yell. We always argued because he couldn't say no to Gerrie. He often said: ''Today I will push that man off his balcony." Cindy and Robby registered their intention to marry on December 12. Gerry was not allowed to know - he was already furious as Cindy and Robby walked down the street hand in hand. In the spring, Robby told Gerrie that a friend in Belgium was in hospital and that he often had to go there. He also said that his aunt had offered him a vacation to Spain with Cindy and Nina, and that he couldn't avoid it. Lies, and Gerrie Ulrich knew that, says Luk de Koninck. He threatened to cut Robby out of his will. De Koninck: ,,Robby was eating himself inside. He wanted the money, but he wanted to get rid of Gerrie." According to his father, Robby was also pressured by former 'comrades' of the escort agency in Amsterdam. They had lost an important customer because of Robby: Gerrie Ulrich. And they had some stuff lying around, pictures and videotapes of Robby, which Robby probably didn't want his Cindy, or the police, to see. At the end of May, Marcel Vervloesem, of the Belgian Morkhoven working group, telephoned Robby's mother. He was looking for a German boy, Manuel Schadwald, who had disappeared when he was twelve and ended up in the child porn circuit. Robby knew more about that. Because Robby abused, said Vervloesem, toddlers herself. Vervloesem wanted to talk to Robby. She called her son. He said he knew where Schadwald was, but he had absolutely nothing to do with child porn. Robby would call Vervloesem back. That same evening he left a message on his mother's answering machine; panicked, the police had interrogated him for hours. According to his father, Luk de Koninck, Ulrich had already given child pornography material to the Morkhoven working group, including films by Robby with Manuel Schadwald. Robby himself was not allowed to know that, he did not want anything to come out. Friday evening, June 12, Robby told Cindy that he was going out to Amsterdam. "I'll wake you up when I get home." He drove his Nissan station wagon to Gerrie Ulrich's flat, a few blocks away. They got on one of Robby's motorcycles, a white Honda Goldwing, and drove - they didn't have a motorcycle license - to Italy. Cindy didn't hear from Robby again. In the computer store was an envelope with a thousand guilders in front of her. Over a week later, Cindy was standing in the kitchen looking out the window. Suddenly Gerrie Ulrich's sister-in-law was standing there. ,,You mustn't think'', he said, ,,that you will see your Robby come home.” The sister-in-law came to tell me that Gerrie was dead and Robby was imprisoned in Italy. And that Gerrie and Robby had made and sold child pornography together. It was of course wrong, Cindy now says, that Robby shot Gerrie, if it wasn't an accident. But maybe it was my fault too. He must have done it for me and Nina. I pulled on one side of Robby, Gerrie on the other. I was always sad when he went to Gerrie." Cindy now has a house in Mechelen, and she has applied for benefits. She wants to work, also to pay the lawyer. But first she wants to visit Robby in Prato prison. She wrote to him last week that she wants him to be transferred to a prison in the Netherlands or Belgium. She thinks Robby herself might prefer to stay in Italy, for fear of what awaits him in the child porn investigation. “But I want him around. That's better for me and Nina." In the coming weeks she will have an AIDS test done, she says. "My mother would like that." Gerrie Ulrich on his sailboat named the Apollo. ''Apollo'' was also the codename for all their ongoing activities. A spicy detail during the trial is that the biological father of Van Der Plancken, Luk de Koninck, has been called as a witness for a charge by the Public Prosecution Service. The man, also active in the porn business, emphatically interfered with his son's relationship with Ulrich, with whom he had business ties. Relatives have stated that De Koninck ensured that his son ended up in prostitution at a young age. In an interview in March this year he stated that he was angry with his son because he had killed a profitable porn network with the murder of Ulrich. (Source: Historische Kranten, Erfgoed Leiden en Omstreken Leidsch Dagblad | 1999 | 1 november 1999 | pagina 3)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joel_Rifkin Rifkin is believed to have killed up to seventeen victims between 1989 and 1993 in New York City and on Long Island, New York. Although Rifkin often picked up prostitutes in Brooklyn and Manhattan, he lived in East Meadow, a suburban hamlet on Long Island. Mr. Rifkin was the boy next door who grew up but never left home, a loner, neighbors said, who retreated into the worlds of gardens and automobiles as his classmates moved on to jobs, marriages and families of their own. Neighbors and associates knew little about the man they most often saw as a pair of feet poking out from under the pickup trucks he was constantly working on. No Talk of Women "He didn't seem to be an angry person," said Michael Brown, a neighbor who had worked with Mr. Rifkin for Olympus Cameras at the company's Woodbury warehouse. "He'd talk to people, but he acted like he didn't want people to know anything personal about him. His guard was always up." Mr. Brown, 35, who also never married, said Mr. Rifkin was a loner like him, the kind of man women never call back. "He was not the most attractive person, not really well-groomed," said Mr. Brown, who said he often gave Mr. Rifkin a ride to work. During their rides, he said, the two never talked about women or dating. He described Mr. Rifkin as "the kind of person that, maybe, if he went out with someone would get rejected." Another colleague, who worked with Mr. Rifkin at the Planting Fields Arboretum in Upper Brookville, described him as meek. The colleague, who spoke on condition of anonymity, said Mr. Rifkin had once worked on the Oyster Bay estate of the late Mr. Casey, the former C.I.A. director. There was no answer at the Casey estate. Mr. Rifkin had found temporary work through Dunhill Temps, a Massapequa employment agency. In a statement yesterday, the company said that Mr. Rifkin had worked in a variety of jobs from September 1992 to April. The firm said it "conducted standard reference checks, which provided no negative information." The Howard Stern Show producer Gary Dell'Abate briefly worked with Rifkin at a Record World location in New York. Seinfeld 073 / Joel Rifkin https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wr2GO_XT0_Q http://cavdef.org/w/index.php?title=Serial_killers#Joel_Rifkin @ProgrammedToKill "The colleague, who spoke on condition of anonymity, said Mr. Rifkin had once worked on the Oyster Bay estate of the late Mr. Casey, the former C.I.A. director. There was no answer at the Casey estate." WTF it's New York Times https://www.nytimes.com/1993/06/30/nyregion/suspect-described-as-a-loner-who-never-left-home.html Casey have connections to homosexual brothel (case of Henry Vinson - DC Madam) and through Vinson to Craig Spence and Larry King in Omaha, Nebraska (and King obviously is central person in Franklin scandal - pedo satanic ring and murders http://cavdef.org/w/index.php?title=Franklin_child_sex_ring ) (ignore Bannon meth house - this is mistake in background, but sound is legit) Long Island is neighbourhood for spies http://spinzialongislandestates.com/articlepage.html "Adultery, Drugs, Murder, Untimely Deaths, and Long Island's Prominent Families: A Tangled Web" "Society Chameleons: Long Island's Gentlemen Spies" (and other articles by Raymond Spinzia) More killers from Long Island: Ricky Kasso https://www.nytimes.com/1984/07/08/nyregion/youth-found-hanged-in-li-cell-after-his-arrest-in-ritual-killing.html YOUTH FOUND HANGED IN L.I. CELL AFTER HIS ARREST IN RITUAL KILLING John Kogut https://centurion.org/cases/kogut-john/ https://www.nytimes.com/2003/06/12/nyregion/dna-evidence-frees-3-men-in-1984-murder-of-li-girl.html "When 16-year-old Theresa Fusco was found raped and strangled near the roller-skating rink where she worked, ripples of anxiety spread across Long Island. Not only was the crime horrific, but it took place around the same time that two other teenage girls vanished from places nearby." "Kogut was obviously innocent in that case, but his alleged accomplices were still at large, and police were already collecting evidence of Kogut's alleged participation in a Satanic cult that favored the rape of young virgins as a form of "sacrifice." Kogut's friends informed police that he had once burned the mark of an inverted cross on his arm, and acquaintances of Theresa Fusco recalled her discussions of a Satanic coven reportedly active in the Long Beach-Oceanside area." The Encyclopedia of Unsolved Crimes Michael Newton – 2009 Abrasax - satanic cult in Belgium, occult demon/god Abraxas - alternative spelling or/and CIA contractor https://www.washingtonpost.com/world/cias-brain-drain-since-911-some-top-officials-have-left-for-private-sector/2011/03/25/AF3Nw1RD_story.html "Barry McManus, an agency veteran, was among those who saw the promise of Abraxas. McManus had worked for the CIA his entire career, with the exception of a few years on the D.C. police force. He started out as a bodyguard for CIA Director William J. Casey, then climbed through the ranks, eventually doing work in more than 130 countries. By 1993, he had become the CIA’s chief operations polygraph examiner and interrogator, responsible for interviewing high-level terrorism suspects and others in the process of interrogation." According to Garden of Graves: The Shocking True Story of Long Island Serial Killer Joel Rikfin - Maria Eftimiades Rifkin started his job as gardener in Casey estate when someone suggested Rifkin to Sophia Casey (widow, Casey died 2 years earlier). Did you ever read Charles Manson’s letter to Marilyn Manson? It’s quite bizarre. Abraxas is mentioned. To Marilyn Manson – It’s taken me a long time to get there from where I could touch M. Manson. Now I got a card to play – you may look into my non-profit, ATWA, and give Manson what you think he’s got coming for Air, Trees, Water, and you. Or I will pay Manson what you think Manson got coming – the music has make Manson into Abraxas Devil, and I’m SURE you would want some of what I got from what I got. It’s a far out balance. Beyond good and bad, right, wrong. What you don’t do is what I will do – what you did a sing-along, and let it roll and said how you saved me a lot of steps – I don’t need, it’s not a need or a want. Couped – coup. Ghost dancers slay together and you’re just in my grave Sunstroker Corona-coronas-coronae – you seen me from under with it all standing on me. That’s 2 dump trucks – doing the same as CMF 000007 To our knowledge, Marilyn is yet to respond. I found some interesting information about one of Joel Rifkin's victims https://www.websleuths.com/forums/threads/gilbert-attorney-escorts-affidavit-implicates-james-burke-in-gb-murders.324427/page-53 Patient, 29, Missing: [NASSAU AND SUFFOLK Edition] Newsday, Combined editions; Long Island, N.Y. [Long Island, N.Y]09 July 1992: 34. "Suffolk police are asking the public's help in finding a missing woman who has psychiatric problems and is in need of medical attention. Lorraine Orvieto, 29, also known as "Marie," was last seen Dec. 20, 1991, when she was living at the Kings Park Psychiatric Group Home in Bay Shore. Orvieto is a 4-foot-11 white woman who weighs 100 pounds. She has long, straight, light brown hair..." Cops ID 2nd Victim From LI: [NASSAU AND SUFFOLK Edition] Newsday, Combined editions; Long Island, N.Y.[Long Island, N.Y]04 July 1993: 04. "As the family carried on its tortured search, [Lorraine Orvieto]'s body already had been found. A fisherman who had been using a drum in Coney Island Creek to stand on discovered the body inside July 11, 1992, though police were unable to identify it until now, when they had [Joel Rifkin]'s statements and Orvieto's license to guide them. The last time the family saw Orvieto was 1:30 in the afternoon on a Thursday, six days before Christmas in 1991. She left the house with a man the family knew only as "Mark." In the missing-persons flier, Suffolk police described her then as a former psychiatric patient who was manic depressive and a cocaine abuser. The family said yesterday she had been treated for depression, but they didn't believe Orvieto was a cocaine abuser and said "she was no prostitute." She graduated a year early from Ward Melville High School in East Setauket. Philomena Rodriguez, a classmate of Orvieto who graduated with her in 1980, remembered her as a hard-working student, a cheerleader who was pretty, down to earth and athletic. On weekends, Orvieto spent time with athletes and went to rallies, she said." The article about Orvieto's dissapearance was published two days before she was found murdered. Why did it take seven months for the Suffolk police to alert the public? One of Rifkin’s victims (Tiffany Bresciani) was the girlfriend of Dave Insurgent, lead singer of the influential anarchist punk band Reagan Youth. Dave committed suicide shortly after her death. Serial Killer Joel Rifkin and the end of Reagan Youth https://h2g2.com/edited_entry/A1906652 https://books.google.com/books?id=yyYAAAAAMBAJ&pg=PA38&lpg=PA38&dq=tiffany+bresciani+rick+wilder&source=bl&ots=51dptHKIDH&sig=ACfU3U1fpCuZylF_OPZGc4GhxFgShi0F4A&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwic6OnQnajnAhXzlnIEHTduBukQ6AEwCnoECAsQAQ#v=onepage&q=tiffany%20bresciani%20rick%20wilder&f=false "Bresciani went first to Hollywood, then to New York. Here she met Rick Wilder, an aspiring actor and rock musician who is also the brother of Metropolitan Opera star Aprile Millo. She lived off and on with Wilder on West 45th Street, in his co-op at the Whitby which has been home to Joe Papp and Ethel Barrymore and Frank Sinatra." "She was a small, waiflike 22 year-old named Tiffany Bresciani who had purple rose tatoo on her left wirst and an Egyptian-cross-and-leaf tatoo on her left hip. She had been raised by her mother and grandmother in Metaire, Louisiana and had left home at 17 to become a dancer." Egyptian cross tatoo - occult? Metaire - early Process Church activities and second wife of Robert deGrimston "Joel [Rifkin] was born in the winter of 1959 and was adopted as an infant by Bernard and Jeanne Rifkin. He and the Rifkins never discussed whether they knew the history of his birth parents. Bernard, whom everyone called Ben, was a scructural engineer at Brookhaven National Laboratory." https://www.nytimes.com/2000/08/20/nyregion/long-shadow-science-past-long-island-labs-defensive-struggle-for-community.html (Brookhaven National Laboratory) "The 5,300-acre laboratory, which employs 3,200 people, is less famous these days for its groundbreaking research and its Nobel Prize winners than for its recent environmental problems. Built in 1947 on what was then a fairly remote stretch of the Island, the laboratory conducted its research for many years unchecked by environmental laws. By the end of the cold war, the site was so polluted with industrial solvents, pesticides and radioactive waste that it was declared a federal Superfund site." "Long Island has long had a deeply uneasy and sometimes bizarrely suspicious relationship with the scientific enterprises that have taken root on its shores. A deadly disease was sure to escape from the Plum Island Animal Disease Center -- a mile off the eastern end of Long Island here. The genetics research at Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory was sure to develop altered foods that would ruin people's health and the environment alike. If Brookhaven National Laboratory did not completely radiate Suffolk County, it was sure to cause a black hole that would pull everyone from Alec Baldwin to Amy Fisher in for good." Thank you for adding those quotes. I definitely think Tiffany Bresciani was associated with a local cult. Rick Wilder and Dave Rubenstein were likely pimping her out. Long Island has a long history with satanism and intelligence fronts that were involved in MK Ultra experiments. Definitely something is wrong with Wilder. https://twitter.com/vialchild666 Rick Wilder @vialchild666 https://www.instagram.com/p/BTyC_AcjGq7/ wilderthing_666 Cute, another satanist. https://twitter.com/millotweets "Some say I am the High Priestess of that old time operatic religion, for me opera is divine, and the last bastion of human communication without a plug!" His sister Aprille Millo bragging about her satanic ties as well. https://www.facebook.com/Rick-Wilder-ReDrUm-666-144831438939957/ Wilder's facebook account. Occult content and... spam from Nigerian satanists. Great research as always. Interesting that Wilder’s twitter quote is “I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy“ as Dave Insurgent was lobotomized after a severe beating. If I were to guess I’d think Wilder was the pimp, but who knows. His Facebook is fucking crazy. Their arrogance knows no bounds. Same hallmarks every time. Good thing some people are taking notes. Interesting quote from a blog post about Dave Rubenstein. It suggests that Joel Rifkin was a regular customer of Tiffany Bresciani. http://adventuresinpsychonautics.blogspot.com/2019/10/the-unbelievably-tragic-life-of-punker.html?m "Tiffany went off to meet a familiar client one warm night on June 24th never returned. Rubinstein called police & searched all her local haunts & hospitals to no avail. A few weeks later, Tiffany's decaying body was found in a truck after a car crash during a high-speed chase. The killer was notorious serial killer Joel Rifkin. He was later linked to the murders of numerous prostitutes in and around Long Island. Tiffany was only 22 years old when she died." Yup. I think Rubinstein was in over his head. The beating/lobotomy was tragic. I think there’s more to that story. I’ve seen RY a few times. Their current singer is suspect to me, though I only met him a few times. Just a gut feeling. Nothing tangible I can report, sorry. Sorry, I just checked- there’s a new singer now. I wonder why the previous one I referred to didn’t work out. EDIT Don’t wanna throw shade on the wrong guy! From Dave Rubenstein‘s wiki page (AKA Dave Insurgent) https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dave_Rubinstein Apologies for poor formatting. I’ve attempted to fix this numerous times, to break up the wall of text into paragraphs... Cest la vie 🤷‍♂️ By the time Reagan Youth broke up, Rubinstein had developed a serious heroinaddiction and was dealing drugs.[citation needed] During a drug deal, another drug dealer beat up Rubinstein with a baseball bat, leaving him in a coma. ."[2][verification needed] While admitted at the hospital Rubinstein received a lobotomy to relieve brain trauma and save his life.[3] When he got out of the hospital, he returned to his parents' home. There, Rubinstein continued to use drugs, smoking marijuana in his bedroom as his parents tried to help him recover. Eventually Rubinstein left his parents' home and moved back to the Lower East Side. By then, between the assault and his continued drug use, he was no longer as energetic, and had become dishevelled. Many of his friends from the punk scene no longer associated with him.Rubinstein began dating Tiffany Bresciani, a prostitute who worked on Houston Street and danced in strip clubs around the city.[4] He had told his parents that she was a dancer. Bresciani financially supported the couple and their drug habit with prostitution. Rubinstein would often wait for Bresciani while she serviced a customer, and then accompanied her to buy drugs.[5]On June 24, 1993, Rubinstein and Bresciani were waiting on Allen Street when a familiar customer pulled up in a Mazda pickup truck. Tiffany got in, telling Rubinstein that she would return in 20 minutes. She never came back. Rubinstein called the police with a description of the truck and went to the club where Tiffany danced and all the hospital emergency rooms in the city, searching for Tiffany. A few days later, on June 28, two New York state troopers were patrolling Long Island's Southern State Parkway when they pulled over the truck after a high-speed chase, finding Bresciani's decaying body in the back. They arrested the driver, Joel Rifkin, one of Long Island's most infamous serial killers, who was later linked to killing numerous prostitutes.[4][5][6]On June 30, 1993, Rubinstein's mother died in a freak accident after being ran over by a vehicle driven by his father.[1][7]Depressed and alone after the unexpected loss of his girlfriend and mother, Rubinstein headed into a downward spiral, and on July 3, 1993, he committed suicide by a drug overdose.[3] Rubinstein's father https://www.geni.com/people/Ronald-Rubinstein/5262328346500111218 Ronald joined the Andres Polish Army before WWII and arrived with the troops in Teheran. Later left to England and became officer (Intelligence) in the British Army. After the war he emigrated to the USA, where he met Giza in New York.He had a sister - Rena - in Israel, who lived in Holon. Married surname unknown.Ronald lost his beloved wife Giza on June 30, and his son David four days later, on July 3rd, 1993.His last residence was REGO PARK, NY. wikipedia mix (Al Pike) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Al_Pike Associated acts Reagan Youth Samhain "In 1983, Pike was included in formative lineups of Glenn Danzig's group Samhain, but due to other commitments, did not last long with the band,[2] appearing only on a single track from the Initium album." (Danzig - Process Church guy https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danzig_4 ) (Reagan Youth) "An important group in the New York hardcore scene, they performed regularly at CBGB and toured the U.S. extensively, often with other early punk bands such as the Dead Kennedys, Bad Brains, The Misfits and the Beastie Boys." Dead Kennedy's frontman (Jello Biafra) is interesting. His father was in Korea in "special psychological unit". (CBGB) "CBGB was a New York City music club opened in 1973 by Hilly Kristal in Manhattan's East Village. The club was previously a biker bar and before that was a dive bar.[2] The letters CBGB were for Country, BlueGrass, and Blues, Kristal's original vision, yet CBGB soon became a famed venue of punk rock and new wave bands like the Ramones, Television, Patti Smith Group, Blondie, and Talking Heads." Blondie: https://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/music/music-news/8191211/Blondies-Debbie-Harry-claims-serial-killer-Ted-Bundy-lured-her-into-car.html "Blondie singer Debbie Harry has claimed that she almost fell victim to the notorious serial killer Ted Bundy." Patti Smith: https://www.tate.org.uk/artist-rooms/learning/resources/robert-mapplethorpe-broken/robert-mapplethorpe-and-patti-smith "Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe had a unique relationship: they were friends, lovers, artistic collaborators and soul mates. Mapplethorpe and Smith met in 1967 and quickly become lovers; they would live with one another for the next few years." "Berkowitz's claim was corroborated by a young man who also dropped by the Angry Squire now and then. Jesse Turner, a jailed bank robber, was an admitted Process associate. (...) Turner said he continued his interactions with the British group in New York. "I was also a good friend of Michael Carr," Turner stated. "About halfway into it I learned the Process was behind Son of Sam. They called it one of their 'Apocalyptic Trials,' which meant a major public display of violence." Turner was also a close associate of Robert Mapplethorpe, the controversial homoerotic photographer and sculptor who died of AIDS in 1989. "I lived with Robert and [rock singer] Patti Smith for awhile when they were a couple," Turner said. "Robert thought he was the devil. He was affiliated with the Process, but not strictly a member. But they used each other." " Maury Terry - The Ultimate Evil https://www.ft.com/content/a86f80c8-d9a7-11e9-8f9b-77216ebe1f17 (interview with Patti Smith) Who was or still is your mentor? William Burroughs was a very good teacher. I learnt from him about how to carry myself, how to navigate life, about literature, about travel, but also about building one’s character. (Burroughs - connected to the Process Church) Talking Heads: "In 2002, Talking Heads were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Four of their albums appear in Rolling Stone's list of the 500 Greatest Albums of All Time, and three of their songs ("Psycho Killer", "Life During Wartime", and "Once in a Lifetime") were included among the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame's 500 Songs That Shaped Rock and Roll." "The band's "signature debut hit"[6] features lyrics which seem to represent the thoughts of a serial killer. Originally written and performed as a ballad,[7] "Psycho Killer" became what AllMusic calls a "deceptively funky new wave/no wave song" with "an insistent rhythm, and one of the most memorable, driving basslines in rock & roll." "When it was finally completed and released as a single in December 1977, "Psycho Killer" became instantly associated in popular culture with the contemporaneous Son of Sam serial killings.[10][11] Although the band always insisted that the song had no inspiration from the notorious events, the single's release date was "eerily timely"[9] and marked by a "macabre synchronicity".[11] Of course Danzig had a Process link.... he is a notorious asshole. A few years ago he got knocked out on video after he mouthed off to the wrong guy. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htnBi5TH5g8&app=desktop Impressive research. I wasn’t aware of the military family links Jello and Insurgent had. http://www.chelseanewsny.com/news/the-killer-the-cop-PVNP1420020507305079981 "I met with Det. Robert Mladinich recently in a closed courtroom during lunch-hour recess. Mladinich is a big man, 6-5 and sturdy, and looks every inch a cop. He has had quite a run with the force, and at 44 is getting ready to put his papers in for retirement. Interestingly, Mladinich has worked up a side-career as a boxing journalist and he's ready to go at that full-time." "I met Joel Rifkin in 1979, up at Brockport, on the first story I ever did that I got paid for. He was my photographer." "As a junior in college Mladinich had pitched a story on a local boxing match to a national boxing magazine. He was hired and told to take photos. He didn't even have a camera, so he went to the journalism department and met Rifkin. They covered the fight. Mladinich got his story printed; Rifkin's pictures, which Mladinich showed me, were good. After college they lost touch, but the cop never forgot the photographer." https://buffalonews.com/1993/07/20/rifkins-former-roommate-says-he-was-obsessed/ "A woman sought by investigators after photographs of her were found in the room of alleged serial killer Joel Rifkin told reporters she has AIDS and was Rifkin's roommate, but that she never had sex with him. Kathryn Ludwig, 38, who lives in Florida but was located in Toms River, N.J., told the Daily News, "This creep was crazy about me." "I don't know if Joel was killing girls when I was living with him, but I know he was obsessed with me," said Ms. Ludwig, who said they met in a Queens pizza parlor in 1987. He was an aspiring writer. She was an aspiring screenwriter. They shared a love of writing, said Ms. Ludwig, who police had feared was one of Rifkin's alleged victims. Rifkin moved into the Manhattan apartment she shared with another male roommate for six weeks in 1987, Ms. Ludwig said. She said she never saw him use drugs or have a beer." “She said she never saw him use drugs or have a beer." Just like Frank Zappa, Captain Beefheart and Vito Paukekis... ”The eye is at work here.” Weird opening line to the article. Twilight language? Catherine Williams - Homecoming queen, Cheerleader Julian Attaway her ex-husband stated: ''She was the top-of-the pyramid type of girl.'' Did both drug fueled parties - Cocaine - Dangerous parties Leah Evans: The body of Evans, a 28-year-old mother of two, was discovered in May 1992 by a family hunting for dandelions off County Road 51 in Southampton, according to Newsday. Evans had been the daughter of a civil court judge and had once attended Sarah Lawrence College.

And Kunkle (William “Bill” Kunkle) is bisexual, the lead prosecutor. Leather and a motorbike. [chuckles] [Investigator] How did you know? [Gacy] Because I have seen him at the bar down Illinois and Clark Street. (Source: Conversations with a Killer: The John Wayne Gacy Tapes) (Source: Oakland Tribune Oakland, California 13 Feb 1980, Wed • Page 6) (Source: Chicago Tribune Chicago, Illinois 29 Jul 1982, Thu • Page 15) (Source: Chicago Tribune Chicago, Illinois 13 Feb 1980, Wed • Page 20)

(Extraction from the book: Pedophilia & Empire: Satan, Sodomy, & The Deep State: Chapter 20 Savile: Occult Death Cult Practitioner of Satanic Ritual Abuse, Necrophiliac & Best Friend of Britain’s Deadliest Serial Killers by author Joachim Hagopian) Aside from a 1972 sensationalized book on pornography that two-time cabinet minister in the Harold Wilson government Lord Frank Longford authored, based on a just completed fact-finding mission with Jimmy Savile and Cliff Richard, Lord Longford and Sir Jimmy also held in common another strange, obsessive fascination - their creepily close friendships with arguably British history’s worst serial killers - Myra Hindley and her partner in crime Ian Brady. Savile’s close ties with Brady dating back to their killing spree were kept mostly on the low while Longford’s public friendship with Hindley once she was behind bars included his “humanitarian” efforts to rescue her from state bondage that backfired with growing negative media coverage on both Longford and Hindley. Unwittingly, Lord Longford singlehandedly torpedoed Myra Hindley’s hope for parole, not that the coldblooded killer deserved it. But revealed in 2017, back in 1985 accused but unprosecuted pedophile Leon Brittan serving as Home Secretary in Margaret Thatcher’s pedo-saturated government, approved the pedophilic serial killing duo’s possible prison release as early as 1995 for Hindley and 2005 for Brady. Looks like having so many pedophile friends in high places nearly paid off. It was Lord Longford’s friend Jimmy Savile who already knew and had bought Brady’s child porn photos of young children that likely included their victims even prior to the serial killers’ 1965 arrest. Lord Longford began collaborating with yet another powerful figure - journalist and Observer editor Lord David Astor (yep, from one of the world’s most famous, wealthiest Illuminati bloodline families, also an avid Myra Hindley freedom fighter. For 20 years Lord Astor and Hindley exchanged letters, and both lords conferred on strategizing ways to help the child killing satanic witch be set free. Her sidekick Brady was the occult alchemist tied to Savile occult rituals at the Moors. As their loyal friend and supporter, Savile visited each murderer in prison and played songs on his radio show encoded in dedicated message as part of a secret occult system that the three utilized to communicate. A longtime Moors murder investigator has concluded that Brady and Hindley were part of Jimmy Savile’s child sex ring. When Savile was asked publicly about the Moors murders, his outlandishly truthful reply was, “I am the Myra Hindley story.’’ As another indicator Myra had friends in high places, her story took a bizarre twist in November 2002, when she likely did not die at age 60 as the media reported. Within a day or two of her so-called death, Myra Hindley was spotted and identified by a school nurse after Hindley’s car accidentally bumped into hers. When the nurse exclaimed, “You’re Myra Hindley,” the woman responded, “You can’t say that! You can’t say that!” and jumped back in her car and speedily drove off. Jotting down her license plate number, when the nurse reported the incident to the police, they told her to withdraw her accident report and that if she knew what was best, it never happened. She went to the local paper and spoke to a journalist who then contacted Lord Longford’s son who also alluded that Myra was still very much alive. No death certificate was ever published and her body was apparently “rushed” to cremation. The location of her supposed “unknown” ashes several months later were reportedly “found” in - of all places - Saddleworth Moor where all her victims were buried. Also the same year 2013 was when the Moor was implicated as a longtime satanic site where young boys and girls were ritualistically sacrificed and snuff films were recorded for secret distribution to wealthy Luciferian clientele. Hindley and Brady were part of the earlier cult that was part of the larger satanic pedophile operation that Jimmy Savile, MP Cyril Smith and other British VIPs belonged to, which explains why the pedo-cabal might fake Hindley’s death and assist her in assuming a new identity. Evidence has also emerged that Jimmy Savile was well read in Aleister Crowley’s Thelema philosophy that became the cornerstone of Crowley’s sex cult OTO. Myra the witch, Ian the alchemist and Sir Jimmy the wizard are believed to have participated in black occult rituals together on Saddleworth Moor, the satanic location where most of their murders occurred and bodies lay buried Back in the early 1970s Janie Jones was a singer who ran sex party orgies for BBC DJs and executives out of her home with schoolgirl dressed prostitutes supplied by record companies as bribes to entice DJs to play their records over the BBC airwaves, caught up in the “payola scandal.” The police investigation in an early BBC scandal in 1971 must have turned up some pretty explosive incrimination against Savile and others at the BBC because the investigative findings have been sealed for 50 years. With 47 years down and three more to go, more dirt on Savile and the BBC awaits. As part of that payola fiasco, in 1974 Janie Jones was arrested for controlling prostitutes and perverting justice, serving three years in prison where she met Myra Hindley and became another member of her twisted flock of devoted supporters. Upon Janie’s release, an angry Jimmy Savile demanded a meeting with her to chastise her favoring Myra over his boy Ian. Lord Longford, Lord Astor and Janie Jones and others were taken in by Myra’s false contentions that she inadvertently fell under Ian’s demonic spell to blame him in her bid for freedom, and Savile, who personally knew both serial murderers, realized Myra was just as wickedly guilty and evil, if not more than her boyfriend. But as a misogynist, Savile always favored friendships with male serial killers over females. After carrying on about 13-year old girls actually “wanting” it in his warped need to justify his raping young girls, Jones said that Savile then went into “bragging that 'he knew Ian Brady well” and that it was he who deserved her favor. Yet more satanic linkage to Savile and his ties to the Moors have also surfaced. A man described as a High Priest of Satan named Michael Horgan regularly organized satanic ceremonies at Saddleworth Moor where children 2 to 13 years of age were drugged, ritually tortured, sexually abused and sacrificed in the same satanic pedo-ring connected to Savile, Brady and Hindley. The ceremonial abuse was often filmed for snuff distribution. Eventually Horgan was jailed in 1992 for 10 years. His own stepson, Michael Roberts, recounted the painful trauma that Michael Horgan sadistically put him through, recalling his molestation at the pudgy, filthy fingers of prominent MP pedophile fat boy himself - Sir Cyril Smith who was friends with Horgan, Savile and a bevy of other pedo-linked powerbrokers. Lots more on this obese, queen-knighted, scum-faced royal lieutenant tied closely to the Westminster pedophile abuse scandal-cover-up featured in Chapter 23. Before leaving the Longford-Hindley-Saddleworth connection behind, one more telling fact - the porno-serial killer-infatuated Lord Longford’s niece is none other than the child porn supporter, Pedophile Information Exchange (PIE) advocate, lower-the-age-of-consent-to-10 supporter Harriet Harman, the longtime Labor Party MP and deputy party leader. Recall from Chapter 2 that when she was legal officer for the National Council of Civil Liberties (NCCL now known as Liberty) from 1978 to 1982, she actively lobbied to legalize child pornography unless it could be proven to harm a child. The NCCL admitted PIE members allowing them to speak at its official functions and use the NCCL platform to promote legalization of incest. As the legal officer for four years, Harman signed documents promoting pedophilia and then when confronted in 2013, flatly denied it, refused to apologize, profusely defended herself against any wrongdoing, claiming to be a victim of a vicious smear campaign, and was willing only to regret PIE’s status as an affiliate NCCL partner. Moreover, her Labor MP hubby and party shadow police minister Jack Dromey was NCCL’s chairman throughout this period in the late 1970s. Also Harriet Harman is a cousin of pedo-enabling former Prime Minister David Cameron who is a cousin of Queen Elizabeth. Pedophilia enabling - if not pedophiles themselves - obviously runs in the family. Aside from the Moors abuse and killings and occasionally wearing the number 666 on his marathon runs, even more conclusive evidence indicating that Jimmy Savile was a Satanist is a 1975 incident in a candlelit basement room deep in the bowels of Stoke-Mandeville Hospital. Savile is alleged to have worn a hooded robe and mask during a secret satanic ritual ceremony that involved the beating and raping of a 12-year old girl patient. She was led into an out of the way room where Savile and several other hooded, masked adults joined in to participate in the satanic ritual abuse, frequently repeating “Ave Satanas,” Latin for “Hail Satan.” The victim recognized Savile because of his distinctive voice and blond hair sticking out from the side of his mask. Similar to arrangements at Broadmoor and Leeds Infirmary, Savile enjoyed his own living quarters at Stoke-Mandeville where he volunteered as a porter from 1965 to 1988 and sexually assaulted at least 60 patients, volunteers and visitors with nine informal complaints and one formal complaint registered between 1972 and 1985. An 8-year old brain damaged girl in a coma suffered abuse at the demon’s hands. Another 8- or 9-year old whose relatives worked at the hospital was repeatedly raped 10 times at the hospital. Five years later in 1980 another abuse victim at the time 21-years of age reported that Savile dressed in similar ceremonial wizardly garb this time played the leading role in a satanic ritual after an orgy party held at a wealthy private London residence. The victim described her ordeal to the Express: I was brought into a dark cellar and made to stand in front of three men in a circle, with the man in the middle sitting on a throne-like chair in a bright gown with a cigar in his mouth. A man stood on either side in blue cloaks and masks… I was then taken by the man smoking the cigar, who I recognised as Jimmy Savile, to an altar table where I was stripped of my gown and tied to the altar. Savile then climbed on to the table and raped me. Others around him called out Satan’s name and laughed hysterically and were worked up into a frenzy. Both young vulnerable females witnessing firsthand Savile’s savage participation in satanic ritual torture went to the police afterwards but to no avail. UK’s standard police policy has virtually always been to summarily dismiss all sex abuse complaints against VIPs. Years later each young woman independently contracted the same therapist in 1992 and 1993, both struggling with the long term effects from such an emotionally jarring, scarring, eerily similar experience with Savile’s organized satanic ritual abuse ring. Once famed pediatrician consultant at Stoke-Mandeville for two decades, Dr. Michael Salmon was also a charity organizer and chief medical director for Dreamflight, a charity renowned for annually sponsoring 300 disabled UK children on a flight to Florida’s Disney World and Seaworld. Dreamflight’s maiden voyage was a 1985 Christmas flight with children on a jumbo jet accompanied by Sir 'Jimmy Savile. As a twice convicted pedophile guilty of indecent assaults, Dr. Michael Salmon also worked at the BBC and also sadistically abused at least 18 underage girls and one boy with the youngest victim only eight years old, also at Stoke-Mandeville and other hospitals from 1975 to 1989. At 81 in December 2016 when already serving an 18-year sentence stemming from the two prior convictions dating back to 1990, the disgraced former celebrated doctor was convicted for a third and final time just two years after his last one. As a consequence, Michael Salmon will die in prison. As is so common amongst youth charities, Dreamflight has attracted a number of child predators, including Savile, Salmon and another BBC entertainer Rolf Harris who regularly attended the charity’s pre-flight festivities. One of the doctor’s victims specifically recalls a photo hanging on the wall of Salmon’s office of his son and Savile posing together after the doctor took him to a Jim’ll Fix It broadcast. This confirms the doctor knew Jimmy Savile. Dr. Salmon and Savile shared too many overlapping parallels working at the same hospital during the same lengthy years, linked to the same charity while both were BBC employees and serial pedophiles victimizing underage hospital patients at the same place and time. Additionally, one of Salmon’s seriously ill victims at Stoke Mandeville confined to a wheelchair was drugged and gang raped by Salmon and two other men. The girl remembers afterwards being wheeled back to her room by a hospital porter, more than likely Jimmy Savile. This incident with Savile’s satanic ritual abuse involving other hospital staff victimizing yet another Stoke-Mandeville girl, points to Salmon most likely attending that satanic ritual abuse session. These recurring similar events involving both the DJ and the doctor indicate that for years they likely participated in and belonged to the same satanic pedophile ring. But these uncanny, striking parallels don’t stop there. The female face of the BBC, news presenter Jill Dando, aware of the Savile-BBC pedophile ring, and both her and Jimmy’s longtime friend Sir Cliff Richard were also both Dreamflight patrons just months prior to Jill’s murder. And Queen Elizabeth’s dressmaker Lillian Joyce Burfield and the queen honored Dame Yvonne Trueman, sister of Dreamflight creator and British Airways pilot Derek Pereira, were also both Dreamflight fundraisers as well as Stoke-Mandeville volunteers, all running in the same circles socially and professionally. So many common links appear more than coincidental, fueling high speculation that connects all the dots between already established and confirmed nefarious relationships between the royals, Savile, Harris, Sir Cliff and Jill, child charity work and Stoke-Mandeville Hospital. A final nail in the elite’s dot connected coffin exposing the wider Savile-Salmon-BBC-Stoke Mandeville pedophile ring is the fact that the primary funder of Tavistock research on torture-induced mind control and dissociative disorder is none other than a Rothschild who also happened to be a close associate of the disgraced Michael Salmon. Even after he was convicted of drugging and raping children, the late entomologist Miriam Rothschild wrote the introduction to Salmon’s 2001 butterfly book. Apparently they both shared an acute interest in butterflies (no doubt over the well-being of children) that extends beyond the Monarch mind control developed at the Rothschild funded Tavistock. A psychiatrist that studied art therapy practices at Tavistock promoting a style of art depicting sex abused mind control victims called Art Brut happens to run the CrossCurrents Foundation, the major funding source for DC’s 49th most powerful VIP Comet Pizza owner (of Pizzagate infamy) James Alefantes’s Transformer Art Gallery that along with his pedo-pal lobbyist Tony Podesta collect and showcase this pathological “art.” An Art Brut favorite of theirs is former Tavistock abuse victim Kim Nobles whose artwork is prominently featured in both Alefantes’ gallery, his Instagram account and Podesta’s home depicting sexually traumatized children. For decades the Savile-Salmon-Stoke-Mandeville-Rothschild-Tavistock-DC pedophile network has been globally interconnected through powerful bloodline families, their deep pocket foundations, elitist think tanks, university research centers, major research hospitals and large children’s charities as a cherry picked fox guarded pedo-system. And of course all these “benevolent,” renowned institutions in turn work hand-in-hand with intelligence services, government institutions, law enforcement, and mainstream media, all heavily infiltrated by secret society membership covertly operating unchallenged and thoroughly protected worldwide as the pedophilia webbed network. To Be Continued…

Fred treated Anne Marie as his little wife and shared her out with his father-in-law, Bill Lets, as well his brother, John West. She was also made available to a number of West Indian men who regularly visited the house for sex, principally with Rose. They were not the only visitors to abuse Anne Marie and her sisters. In the early morning breakfast before giving Fred a lift to work. While they were waiting, Fred would invite them into the children’s bedroom next to the kitchen extensions, where they would routinely touch the little girls intimately. From about the age of twelve years, she found herself groomed and cajoled to enter Rose’s special room while Rose was entertaining men. These were usually Jamaican men who Fred was friendly with. Anne Marie’s entree started with Fred making her look through a peephole in the bedroom door so that she could see Rose having sex. She was then dressed up to look older and made to join in the bedroom romp, regularly having sexual intercourse with big Jamaican men, who assumed she was older. Fred said he would keep her in the cellar and let his ‘black friends’ use her, and when they were finished, he would bury her under the streets of Gloucester. He told her hundreds of girls were buried there. As vivid and as explicit as any of the other ‘surviving’ witnesses, Sharon Compton ’s evidence confirmed the sadistic non-consensual repertoire that the Wests subjected their victims too. However, it was when she then went on to mention other people being involved and attending violent sex parties in the basement that the Crown felt that her testimony was becoming ludicrous, dreamlike and flaky. She described some of the people present at these parties, including a man whom she described as looking like the television actor Brian Blessed, who actually had a close resemblance to John West. John West was someone who routinely visited 25 Cromwell Street, often stopping off with his crew when he was with his council dustbin lorry. John West was later charged with the rape of two of the Wests’ daughters. Of more concern, she stated that she saw a uniformed police officer at one of these sadistic sex parties. She mentioned a police inspector who was actively involved in abusing girls in the cellar. This was one bizarre revelation too many and Compton’s evidence was withdrawn from the Crown’s bundle. One one level, the involvement of other people detracted from the essential prosecution case against Fred and Rose acting together as a pair; it muddied the water, and to a point supported a defense contention that other people may have been responsible. In terms of the truth, what Sharon Compton disclosed was alarmingly close to the kind of sex parties that Fred had described attending many year earlier when he was with Rena Costello, when young women were taken to squalid sex clubs in Bristol where they were abused and exploited in basement shebeens. I have also spoken to Derek Myatt, whose brother Rob Myatt had been a member of the Scorpion Motorcycle gang and used to hang out at the Pop In Cafe on Southgate Street, Gloucester. At one point, a number of Scorpions dosed down at 25 Cromwell Street and had a gang bang with Rose West. Rob Myatt was also a bin man on the same crew as John West and frequently visited Cromwell Street. One of their mates was a lad called Noddy Dix, who was also in the Scorpions. He was called Noddy because he had a slight twitch. His mother, Margaretta, gave evidence at Rose West’s trial. The Dix family were close neighbors of the Wests. A Police Inspector by the name of Don Howe was apparently minding Fred West who, even though known to be a petty criminal, was also identified as a useful narc (police informant), as he regularly informed on drug dealers and drug users in the neighborhood. It was known that Don Howe was often seen at 25 Cromwell Street. It was presumed this was in the line of duty. However, around this time, Don Howe left the Gloucestershire Constabulary and became a store detective at Bon Marche in Gloucester. Nevertheless, it was Don Howe who attended at Noddy Dix’s house and warned him against spreading malicious gossip about Fred West and 25 Cromwell Street. As Noddy was not always on the right side of the law, he left Gloucester soon after. It is understood that he moved to Plymouth, where he met a girl and settled down. Even during the 1994/95 West inquiry, a West family member told me that the police liaison officer assigned to her cultivated his relationship with her and when the opportunity arose, had sex with her. It is difficult to see how this could have been in the line of duty. Given the boundless depravity of Fred West’s conduct, the prospect of one of the victim’s calf muscles being sliced off in a cannibalistic act has to be a possibility. There is anecdotal evidence that young women truanting from Bishop’s Cleeve Comprehensive often went to Fred’s caravan. Some accounts point to him taking intimate pictures of some of these girls. Shirley Robinson also started working as a prostitute. By the time she was sixteen, she had started working as a waitress in a gay club in Bristol. Bill Letts met up with Shirley Robinson in Bristol. Maybe he visiting the gay club at the time. In any event, he offered her a job as a live-in waitress at the Green Lantern Cafe on Bristol Road, Gloucester that he had set up with Fred West. She was pregnant, although Fred and Rose proffered some shambolic pretense that Fred was covering for some businessman who had made Shirley pregnant. Bill Letts had been in the Royal Navy as a radio operator. He had trained as an electrician and was called up to the Navy in 1942 only weeks after marrying. He remained in the Navy for seven years and was deployed as a steward after the war ended. There is evidence that Bill Letts had been diagnosed as a paranoid schizophrenic. Bill spent a lot of time after work in the Smiths Club, drinking. I mentioned to her (Rose West) the content of some of commercial pornographic VHS Videos that had been retrieved from 25 Cromwell Street during the 1992 child abuse inquiry and had survived to be available as disclosure in the 1994 murder inquiry. In one of these movies, a young, nicely dressed housewife meets a friend, who is also neatly turned out. They have gone to a restaurant for a meal. They are both happy and sociable and as they chat away the waiter arrives at the table to take their orders. They order pizza and drinks, but on completing the meal they both realize they have no money on them to pay for the meal. Following a brief discussion of their plight, the matter is soon resolved by the pair offering sex to the waiter and promptly proceeds to fellatio and sexual intercourse. At the end everyone is happy and smiling and they drive off in their vehicle, waving goodbye to the waiter. Then they realize that there is something wrong with the car and they pull into a garage to get it sorted out. A greasy mechanic in oil-stained overalls then gets to work with his spanner and solves the problem and puts the bonnet down. But low and behold, the friends do not have the money to pay the bill and offer their bodies for sexual gratification in settlement of the bill. They are then thoroughly shagged across the bonnet of the car. I asked Rose what she thought of the movie. It was one of those times where her response was thoroughly relaxed and off guard. She smiled and warmed to me and said, ‘’Yeah, those are my favorites as well.’’ Some of the pornographic movies, some of them commercial and some of them homemade, featuring Rose with various men and on her own demonstrating her virtuosity in depraved party tricks, including blowing cigarette rings with her vagina, the wonders of water sports as she peed on a towel, or using her vagina as a vehicle for appearing and disappearing beer glasses, apples, and oranges, which would miraculously emerge and roll towards the camera lens, in all glorious technicolor. When the police searched 25 Cromwell Street in 1992, they seized a set of full-body black rubber suits. The officers commented that they had been worn because they could smell the human sweat. I had a discussion with a man in Gloucester who had made a statement to the police at the time of the enquiry. His information was not used by them at the trial. He confirmed that Rose did advertise her services and he regularly visited her for sex during the late 1970s and early 1980s. She called herself Mandy. He said he could not relate the Rose he knew to the horrors with which she was later convicted. Let’s speak about the perplexing circumstances of a young man, by the name of Robin Holt, in his mid-teens whom Fred had befriended and was doubtless influencing with his preoccupation with deviant sex. The young man disappeared from his home in Gloucester in February 1967. He had, later in the month, been sighted in Much Marcle and then on March 1, 1967, his body was found hanging in a disused cowshed near to the Sandhurst Lane Caravan Park where Fred was then living with Anne McFall. On the shed floor were a number of pornographic magazines, all open on explicit pages and someone had drawn in pen nooses around the necks of the models posing on the pages. The coroner returned a verdict of suicide, but Fred West’s fingerprints may well have been all over those pages. (Source: Understanding Fred and Rose West: Noose, Lamella and the Gilded Cage by author Leo Samuel Goatley)

Albert Fish a.k.a. James W. Pell, Robert Hayden, Thomas A. Sprague & Frank Howard / Gray Man, the Werewolf of Wysteria, the Brooklyn Vampire, the Moon Maniac, The BoogeyMan & Ogre of Murder Lodge Fish supplied the following biographical information in captivity: "I was born May 19, 1870, in Washington, D.C. We lived on B Street, N.E., between Second and Third. My father was Captain Randall Fish, 32nd-degree Mason, and he is buried in the Grand Lodge grounds of the Congressional Cemetery. He was a Potomac River boat captain, running from D.C. to Marshall Hall, Virginia [sic]. My father dropped dead on October 15, 1875, in the old Pennsylvania Station where President Garfield was shot, and I was placed in St. John's Orphanage in Washington. I was there till I was nearly nine, and that's where I got started wrong. We were unmercifully whipped. I saw boys doing many things they should not have done. I sang in the choir from 1880 to 1884, soprano, at St. John's. I came to New York. I was a good painter, interiors or anything. I got an apartment and brought my mother up from Washington. We lived at 76 West 101st Street, and that's where I met my wife. After our six children were born, she left me. She took all the furniture and didn't even leave a mattress for the children to sleep on. I'm still worried about my children, you'd think they'd come to visit their old dad in jail, but they haven't." Albert Howard Fish was born in Washington, D.C. in 1870. He came from a highly respected family. But an investigation of his pedigree showed that in his branch of the family there was considerable mental abnormality. In two generations seven people, apart from Fish himself, suffered from psychoses or were severely psychopathic personalities. One paternal uncle suffered from a “religious psychosis” and died in a state hospital. One was in Maine and the other was in California. A younger brother was feeble-minded and died of hydrocephalus. His mother was held to be “very queer” and was said to have heard things on the street and to have seen things. (One juror said after the trial: “That doesn’t mean anything. I have an aunt who does that too.”) A paternal aunt was considered “completely crazy.” A brother suffered from chronic alcoholism. A sister had “some sort of mental affliction.” He had been given the name Hamilton after a distant ancestor, Hamilton Fish, who was Secretary of State during President Grant’s two terms of office and was often referred to as “the pillar of the administration.” This ancestor had received the name from his father, who was an intimate friend and executor of Alexander Hamilton. ​​’’My mother was placed in the U.S. Treasury in 1876. She remained there to 1885.’’ ‘’I had a brother Walter H. Fish who served 5 yrs in the U.S. Navy. He had been all over the world. The tales he told on his visits home - of savages - cannibals - torture - were to me marvelous. At that time what he said impressed me greatly.’’ And that a friend, Captain John Davis, also recounted similar tales. Fish was placed in St. John's Orphanage in Washington until he was 9 years old, during his stay in the Orphanage he, and the other kids, were whipped and Fish "saw boys doing many things that should not have done". By 1880, Fish's mother had a government job and was able to remove Fish from the orphanage. In 1882, at age 12, he began a relationship with a telegraph boy. The youth introduced Fish to such practices as urolagnia (drinking urine) and coprophagia (eating feces). Fish began visiting public baths where he could watch other boys undress and spent a great portion of his weekends on these visits. When he graduated at the age of 15 he changed his name to Albert Fish. In Washington DC, Fish became a prostitute to earn money. He also traveled to Europe, Brussels where his sexual escapades continue. He practiced oral perversions of the rectum of both men and women. He was extremely interested in urine. When Fish returned to the States. He moved to New York City. When he was 24, he became a traveling house painter. In 1898, Fish met and married a woman named Anna, nine years his junior. The couple would have six children: Albert, Anna, Gertrude, Eugene, John, and Henry. In January 1917, Fish’s wife eventually tired of his bizarre behavior and eloped with their lodger, a handyman named John Straube. Within weeks she was back, complaining that Straube beat her and begging forgiveness. Fish, at the urging of his older children, gave her a second chance. But just days after returning to the bosom of her family, Mrs. Fish smuggled her lover Straube into the house, hiding him in the basement. When Fish found out, he again ejected the pair. They later returned while he was away and cleared out all of the family’s furniture. By all accounts Fish was a devoted and loving parent who worked hard to provide for his large family. However, the desertion by his wife seemed to trigger an escalation of his madness. His religious mania, in particular, intensified. On one occasion he spent an entire night lying on the floor wrapped in a carpet. Asked why he was doing it, Fish explained that he had been instructed to do so by John the Apostle. Another time, he climbed a hill and stood shouting at the moon over and over again, “I am Christ! I am Christ!” While Fish was never thought to have physically attacked or abused his children, he did encourage them and their friends to paddle his buttocks with the same nail-studded paddle he used to abuse himself. Some of the sadomasochistic practices that Fish used on himself and his victims: Taking bits of cotton that were saturated with alcohol and stuffing them in his or the children's rectum upon which he would set them aflame. Sticking needles into his body in the area of the rectum and scrotum. In the beginning he would take them out but after a while he was unable to take them out and they stayed there. (see x-ray) He stuck pins under his fingernails in front of the children. “Pop never lifted a hand to any of us. He even scolded my sister Anna when she punished her youngsters. It doesn’t seem possible that he could have murdered the little Budd girl, because he was always so kind to us while my mother, when they were still living together, was always looking out for herself. When they separated, twenty years ago, it was Pop who held the family together.” - Gertrude DeMarco, Fish’s Daughter Mary Nicholas, Fish's 17-year-old stepdaughter described how Fish taught her and her brothers and sisters several games involving overtones of masochism and child molestation. ‘’From New York to Montana, and I have had children in every state. I’ve always managed to cover it up.’’ He felt that he was ordered by God to castrate little boys. “I had sort of an idea through Abraham offering his son Isaac as a sacrifice. It always seemed to me that I had to offer a child for sacrifice, to purge myself of iniquities, sins, and abominations in the sight of God. Such a Sodom and Gomorrah!” Albert Fish made New York City his location of choice. Living in boarder-houses or with one of his daughters. At one point he was the superintendent of several apartment buildings. Living and working with one of his sons who was his assistant. He worked for many different institutions. He worked in YMCA’s, in homes for tuberculosis. In all these places he made his headquarters in the basement or cellar. Often his employment was suddenly terminated because things about these children came out. ‘’In all the YMCA’s they have large swimming pools. If a man or boy wants to use this pool he must take all of his clothes off and go bare naked. You know what the girls do to see the show? They dress up in their brother's clothes. Put on a cap and then go to the Y. Quite often a boy would come out of the water and stand so close to a girl dressed in boy’s clothes she can and does touch his naked body.’’ He chose people who were either mentally handicapped or African-American as his victims, explaining that he assumed these people would not be missed when killed. Fish would later claim to have occasionally paid boys to procure other children for him. "In 1894 a friend of mine shipped as a deckhand on the Steamer Tacoma, Capt. John Davis. They sailed from San Francisco for Hong Kong, China. On arriving there he and two others went ashore and got drunk. When they returned the boat was gone. At that time there was famine in China. Meat of any kind was from $1 to 3 Dollars a pound. So great was the suffering among the very poor that all children under 12 were sold for food in order to keep others from starving. A boy or girl under 14 was not safe in the street. You could go into any shop and ask for steak—chops—or stew meat. Part of the naked body of a boy or girl would be brought out and just what you wanted cut from it. A boy or girl behind which is the sweetest part of the body and sold as a veal cutlet brought the highest price. "John stayed there so long he acquired a taste for human flesh. On his return to N.Y. he stole two boys one 7 one 11. Took them to his home, stripped them naked tied them in a closet. Then burned everything they had on. Several times every day and night he spanked them—tortured them—to make their meat good and tender. First he killed the 11 year old boy, because he had the fattest ass and of course the most meat on it. Every part of his body was Cooked and eaten except the head—bones and guts. He was Roasted in the oven (all of his ass), boiled, broiled, fried and stewed. The little boy was next, and went the same way. At that time, I was living at 409 E 100 St. near—right side. He told me so often how good Human flesh was. I made up my mind to taste it.'' ​​The elder Albert Budd was a porter for the United States Equitable Life Assurance Society. Around 80 bone fragments were found in and around the infamous ''Wisteria Cottage'' Westchester house. During the summer of the Budd murder, Fish was arrested three times on charges of larceny. Also having embezzled money while working in a store. But each sentence was suspended. In 1930, Fish was arrested at least eight times with charges of vagrancy, larceny, violation of parole and sending indecent ligature through the mail. He was also picked up on numerous occasions throughout New York City and neighboring areas for having imparted the morals of minors. But no charges were ever made. At the age of 55 he started to get hallucinations and delusions. Visions of Christ and his angels and god sending him "orders'' weren't uncommon. Castrating and tormenting little boys was one of His "orders'' Fish said. Ritualistic abuse was also common and citing Biblical texts mixed with his own words was an endless activity. Albert Fish was a compulsive letter writer searching classified ads with hopes of finding a companion who shared his sadomasochistic fantasies. In these letters, Fish often presented himself as a successful Hollywood producer, looking for a place to board his teenage son. He usually presented the boy as well built but mentally deficient and in need of constant discipline. He’d then go on to describe exactly how, and how often, he expected the boy to be beaten. If the landlady was agreeable (and many were, given the large sums on offer), Fish would follow up with another and then another letter, becoming ever more graphic and depraved. Eventually, he’d introduce his other obsessions into the equation suggesting that he would like to drink the woman’s urine and eat her feces. ‘’We know how to find each other out and get together. And have fun. We use the matrimonial agencies and the Wanted. And there are hundreds of other ways. We have our own language. A sort of code.’’ On an obscene letter charge, Fish was send to New York City Bellevue Hospital for his first ever psychiatric examination on December 15, 1930. He was examined by eleven psychiatrists. Found to be sane. He was released three weeks later on six months probation. (Sources: Albert Fish In His Own Words by author John Borowski, Confessions Of A Cannibal: The Shocking True Story Of Depraved Child Killer Albert Fish by author Robert Keller, https://www.jitselemmens.com/redraveninn/serialfish.htm, Albert Fish: In Sin He Found Salvation (2007)

Most of the stuff never happened that way. You see, the police are the most corrupted in the world. They will plant evidence on you. They will hide evidence that’s in your favor. - Richard Cottingham Richard Francis Cottingham is an [alleged] American serial killer from New Jersey perpetrating murders in New York and New Jersey between 1967 and 1980. He was nicknamed The Torso Killer and Times Square Torso Ripper after his dismemberment and decapitation of two victims on December 2, 1979, in a Travel Inn hotel on West 42nd Street and Tenth Avenue in the vicinity of Times Square. According to the official story, he tortured and murdered sex workers Deedeh Goodarzi, age 22, and a still unidentified teenage victim, severed their heads and hands, and set their torsos on fire. Cottingham fled the scene with the severed heads and hands, which were never recovered. One detective said it was 'the cleanest crime scene he's ever seen.' There was no evidence except for their clothing, a pair of Bonjour jeans, a white leotard, patent leather boots and a black fur coat, which the killer had curiously folded neatly in the bathtub. Confounded, investigators used mannequins from nearby department stores and dressed them in the victims' clothing, hoping someone might come forward with information. On May 5, 1980, police found the body of 19-year-old Valerie Ann Street in a Quality Inn in Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey. The victim's hands were tightly handcuffed behind her back. She was covered in bite marks and was beaten across the shins. Street had died of asphyxiation. This murder was later linked to an earlier murder in the same motel. The body of radiologist Maryann Carr, 26, was also found brutally beaten near the same hotel, but police could not positively link the crimes until after Cottingham's arrest. On May 15, Jean Reyner was strangled and her throat cut in the historic Seville Hotel. Maryann Carr, a nurse for a prominent Englewood physician and the wife of only fifteen months to a young Little Ferry businessman. Starting in 2014, Cottingham admitted to killing an additional three women (Jacalyn Harp, of Midland Park; Irene Blase, of Bogota; and Denise Falasca, of Closter, all of whom were strangled in the late 1960s). In April 2021 Cottingham confessed to the unsolved 1974 double-abduction, rape and murder of teenagers Lorraine Marie Kelly and Mary Ann Pryor in Montvale, New Jersey. The confession was facilitated by Detective Robert Anzilotti of the Bergen County Prosecutor's Office shortly before his retirement. Anzilotti spent 15 years meeting with Cottingham, working toward the confession, which raised the total number of victims attributed to Cottingham to 11. Cottingham was eventually apprehended on May 22, 1980, in a New Jersey motel in the act of torturing a teenage sex worker he had lured and driven to the location from New York City. ​​When arrested he had handcuffs, a leather gag, two slave collars, a switchblade, replica pistols and a stockpile of prescription pills. In a series of trials in New Jersey and New York 1981 to 1984, Cottingham was convicted of five murders, two in New Jersey and three in New York, plus multiple charges of kidnapping and sexual assault. In 2010, Cottingham pleaded guilty to the 1967 murder of Nancy Vogel. Officially, Cottingham killed 11 people, but he claims to have committed between 85 and 100 murders. Cottingham is incarcerated in New Jersey State Prison in Trenton, New Jersey. Deedeh Goodarzi - Sex worker, Had a pimp named called James Thomas, worked in mob-owned bars, familiar with Iranian drug deals. Goodarzi and Jane Doe were tortured for about three days before being killed! The bodies were left posed for maximum shock value. Sergeant Beakmon, who would be called to tesitfy in Cottingham’s pending trials for three prostitute murders in 1979 and 1980, recalled with painful ease that the hotel rooms where Jean Reyner, Deedah Goodarzi, and the third, unidentified sex worker were butchered were also set on fire. He wondered if the latest prostitute murder might be a belated copycat who just didn’t have time to strike a last match before he finished his grisly deeds. Cottingham worked for his father an executive at Metropolitan Life from 1964 to 1966 as a computer operator, while taking computer courses. In October 1966 he went to work as a computer operator at Blue Cross Blue Shield Association in New York until his arrest in 1980. His bosses said he was one of their most productive and valuable employees, capable of doing the work of any two other workers. During his thirteen years of service in the 200-member computer staff, Richard had acquired the reputation as an expert. His salary, while not outstanding, had risen gradually until he was earning about $25,000 a year. Richard Cottingham was a married father of three from Lodi, New Jersey. He liked to go to places like the Continental Baths & Plato's Retreat. Richard told his colleagues at work about ''The Hellfire Club’’ and the Master & Slave acts inside. In his basement he had a locked room. Cottingham was an avid reader. His collection included such sensations as, ‘’Harem Girls in Bondage,’’ ‘’Kidnapped by Bikers,’’ and one of a series of books on the subject called ‘’The Captive Bride.’’ But of far more troubling concern was the claim that Cottingham was an unofficial member of a growing sex cult. Richard had 2 or 3 thousand dollars in each pocket and he waved it around to be noticed among sex workers. Besides his ‘’fascination’’ with seeing women in leather, the defendant also acknowledged one of his other life-long dreams. He wished to become an accomplished gambler. ‘’I grew quite avid over gambling and quite good at it,’’ Cottingham said in an almost boastful tone. His real successes came with liar’s poker, he related, explaining why he carried a bundle of one-dollar bills, usually one hundred of them, with a twenty wrapped around the outside. He modestly admitted his weekly winnings at poker was about $75 to $80, but that betting on sports events would bring in $500 to $800. Even with these supposedly modest earnings, the defendant’s arrogance was barely concealed. ‘’I was one of the few people I’ve ever known to gamble and come out on the plus side,’’ he told the jury. On October 3, 1969, Cottingham was charged and convicted of drunk driving in New York City, and sentenced to 10 days in jail and a $50 fine. On August 21, 1972, Cottingham was charged and convicted of shoplifting at Stern's Department Store in Paramus, New Jersey and was sentenced to pay a $50 fine. 09/04/1973 New York City: Charged with robbery, sodomy, sexual assault, but case was dismissed 02/12/1974 New York City: Charged with unlawful imprisonment, robbery, but case was dismissed In 1977, Cottingham had a friend and co-worker by the name of John Van Soest. Van Soest lived in New York and was anxious to move to the suburbs. Cottingham had known Van Soest for several years while the two men worked together in the computer department at Blue Cross and Blue Shield of Greater New York. Van Soest had a lot of expensive recording equipment–a hobby of his was sound recording. Van Soest also testified that the two men talked about the disappearance of Maryann Carr. Van Soest knew Miss Carr. One of his closest friends, a policeman who lived in Building 462, had been at Michael and Maryann’s wedding in 1976. Van Soest socialized a great deal with others who lived in Building 462. Still, it was Richard Cottingham who thought it was odd the way Maryann was apparently abducted. One other important factor in the Soest-Cottingham ‘’friendship’’ had to do with $15,000. Cottingham was going to loan Van Soest the money, but the two friends had a falling out over the terms of the loan. Judge Galda later acknowledged there might be some ‘’bias’’ in Van Soest’s testimony in court. Cottingham testified in his own defense at his murder trial. Included details of his fascination with bondage ever since he was a child, but denied that he was into hurting others. Denied that he knew any of the women who claimed to be his victims except for Leslie O’Dell, for which he was caught. The testimony of one of Cottingham’s earliest victims–a young housewife from New Jersey, who had been abducted from Manhattan, beaten, and dumped unconscious behind a garden apartment complex–was challenged by Donald Conway on grounds that a sheriff’s officer had barred him from watching the woman as she identified Cottingham in a lineup. The defendant had been deprived of his legal right to representation at a crucial moment, Conway argued; his lawyer had been unable to prevent the police from coaching or otherwise influencing the woman. Who knew what had gone on? Conway asked that the woman not be permitted to identify Cottingham as her kidnapper before the jury. It was one of those legal technicalities that have set many other criminal defendants free. Later in the trial, the judge threw out a rape charge because the state had no medical records to back it up. The county medical examiner had failed to write on the woman’s hospital chart that he had found signs of rape during a physical examination. When the defense produced Blue Cross records indicating that Cottingham was at work when some of the crimes were committed, the prosecution unearthed an old co-worker who testified that Cottingham frequently disappeared from the office for hours at a time. A former girlfriend said Cottingham had been with her on several days when the insurance company’s attendance logs indicated he was on the job. Another former co-worker told the jury that Cottingham had once drawn a diagram of a New Jersey motel to show how he had sneaked out without paying the hookers he had lured there. Anna Cottingham, a 73-year-old widow trying desperately to help her son, sells her Florida home to pay the final bill from Donald Conway. It cost the family more than $35,000 for the defense, and what had they received? Richard Cottingham, Anna’s only son, was given a jail sentence of 173 to 197 years for the murder of Valorie Street and the kidnapping, assault, and sexual torture of three other women. It was a bitter pill for Carol Jacobsen. She still insists that Conway ‘’sold out’’ her brother. ‘’My brother didn’t murder anyone,’’ she asserted. Although Carol conceded that Richard was ‘’involved’’ with prostitution, gambling, and loansharking, she stubbornly argues that her brother is the real victim. She even suggested that, because Cottingham brushed with serious criminal activity in New York, the Mafia was ‘’out to get him.’’ She speculated that Richard made enemies with his gambling by using his winnings to freelance as a loan-maker. If it is true he made loans and demanded high interest, or vigorish as the loan sharks call it, Cottingham would not have endeared himself to the underworld. But such small competition could be eliminated much easier and with greater swiftness than the slow, if deliberate, pace of the courts. Nevertheless, Carol Jacobsen believes someone did her brother in. If it wasn’t organized crime and Cottingham’s flirtation with their ire, then it was the people who run the criminal justice system. And her mother, if no one else, agrees. ‘’It’s the biggest farce I’ve ever seen,’’ Anna Cottingham tearfully declared on June 11, 1981, the day her son was convicted. Carol Jacobsen, unrelenting in her belief that some conspiracy was behind her brother’s troubles, thought she could answer the question she posed not long before Bergen County was prepared to go int court on the second murder trial. ‘’It’s all a game being played by the prosecution.’’ she charged. ‘’We, the people, are the fools if we let this happen.’’ The gutsy Florida housewife accused the prosecutor by name, saying Dennis Calo was ‘’using his personal vendetta against Richard to further his career.’’ 06/14/1981 Attempted suicide by drinking six ounces of a liquid antidepressant in his cell at the Bergen County jail 10/04/1982 Attempted to escape during Carr trial, but was quickly recaptured by authorities. 07/05/1984 Attempted suicide by slashing his left forearm with a razor before startled jurors. (Sources: The Prostitute Murders: The People Vs. Richard Cottingham by author Rod Leith & Netflix's Crime Scene: The Times Square Killer)

On Tuesday evening, August 11, 1998, the lifeless body of Nicky Verstappen was found on the heath near Brunssum in Limburg, the Netherlands. The 11-year-old boy had disappeared without a trace the day before from a youth camp at De Heikop camping site, about 1200 meters away. Despite extensive investigation, the case remained unsolved for over twenty years. Jos Brech stood trial for the killing of Verstappen in 2020. He was arrested on 26 August 2018 in Spain after DNA from his belongings and relatives matched samples taken from Verstappen's clothing, following the largest DNA-harvesting operation in Dutch history. On 20 November 2020, Brech was acquitted of manslaughter, but found guilty of the kidnapping and sexual abuse that led to Verstappen's death, as well as of possession of child pornography. He was sentenced to twelve-and-a-half years' imprisonment. Police investigation shows that Nicky was sexually abused. Strangely enough, the exact cause of death cannot be determined. His face does show a rosy glow, which may indicate intoxication. Nicky just went to sleep in one of the tents that Sunday evening, together with five campmates. Early in the morning he was still seen in the tent by one of the children who had to pee. When this same child woke up moments later, Nicky was gone. Nicky, his camp mates and the camp leaders all come from the village of Heibloem. The next day a large-scale search is launched with help from the police, the Marechaussee, military personnel, an airplane and private individuals. Around 9 p.m, Nicky's lifeless body is found near a pine grove on Schinvelderweg, about 1,200 meters from the campsite. The investigation showed that everything is wrong with the leadership of this youth camp. Some of them had a history of sexual abuse with young children and the camp's namesake and founder was even imprisoned in the 1950s as headmaster of the local primary school for fornication with his students. (It is interesting to note that several men working at the youth camp were themselves sexually abused at the same camp when they were younger.) Despite this, after his release, Joost Barten was offered a job at the local boys' boarding school. He then founded the local youth ministry and became a board member of the local football club. Incredibly, the once convicted fornicator received a Medal of Honor in Gold in the Order of Orange Nassau from the mayor for his part in youth work. Also a papal decoration and a golden KNVB (Royal Dutch Football Union) award. Back then, he had his own room above the primary school, where this camp elder committed fornication with his students in the 1950s. There, the football pupils of the club of which he was a board member had to try on their new uniforms under his watchful eye. Pictures of children from the village hung in this room. And there's more: It turns out that this man administered a sleeping pill to a 13-year-old girl during a youth camp a week before the murder. This girl, when she woke up, had the impression that her clothes had been tampered with. She has reported this to the police. Barten is interrogated by the police almost daily in the days after Nicky was found. The interrogations are memorable; there are times when it is thought that the 80-year-old man is about to break. A bizarre question from Barten: Is it illegal to abuse the corpse of a child? Barten tells the police that he went near Nicky's tent around six o'clock in the morning, saying that he was doing well with a tent mate who had burned his hand the night before. Shortly afterwards, despite a very short night's sleep, he starts a thorough cleaning of his own tent and the dining tent. He spends a large part of the day that follows for vague reasons in Heibloem. When he comes back he behaves strangely. During the search he points several times in the direction where Nicky will eventually be found. Also noteworthy (the list of suspicious circumstances seems endless and is certainly not exhaustive here); Barten knew about a hidden (gay) sex spot in the cornfield, near the crime scene. He spontaneously brings it up during an interrogation, at a time when no one knows about this place yet. Neither the founder nor the other camp leaders have ever been identified as suspects by the police. The criminal investigation department and the Public Prosecution Service are certainly not on the same page in this regard; there are differences of opinion and even arguments. In the vicinity of the site, the detective found a tissue with sperm. It was found, along with a beer bottle cap and a cigarette butt, on a flattened cornfield between Nicky's site and the camp site from where he disappeared. DNA was isolated from this semen and compared to a group of about 40 men who may have been involved in the murder in some way. However, the results of this investigation were negative in all cases. However, this outcome does not mean that the killer is not among 40 men. There is a gay meeting place close to the site. And the semen could just as well come from a visitor to that place or from a couple who happened to be in the area during that warm summer week. In the event of a positive result, the person concerned at most had to explain something to the criminal investigation department. On February 16, '01, Nicky Verstappen's parents sent an 'open letter' to various media. In this cry for help they begged everyone who knows anything about the mysterious death of their son Nicky to report to the police in Valkenburg. At the request of Nicky's parents, a second opinion was performed. Detectives and other police and justice experts, who were not involved in the initial investigation, have re-examined the case. The most surprising news came out that Nicky has lived longer than had been assumed until then. Something that has consequences for the alibi investigation. Because it was initially assumed that Nicky had been kidnapped from the youth camp where he disappeared and that he would have been killed almost immediately. In my opinion, It seems that the police, just like with the investigation into the murder of Marianne Vaatstra, have been misled by the death of Nicky Verstappen from above. Police investigation got off to a slow start. Logical tracks are not secured. Nicky Verstappen was surrounded by pedophiles at this youth camp. Jos Brech does not seem to have fallen on his mind and will be able to know the Marianne Vaatstra case and reason that he has been designated as a 'patsy' to pay for the death of a minor, which is being abused by the DNA lobby to obtain mandatory DNA - set up registration. From a Dutch newspaper: ‘’Fallen military hero appears to have played a key role in identifying Jos Brech in Nicky Verstappen case’’ Unfortunately Jeroen Severs passed away in Iraq in 2014. So he will never know that he played a key role in the—final! — identification of Jos Brech as the likely murderer of Nicky Verstappen. Soldier Jeroen Severs was killed in Iraq in August 2014. So he is a hero. But there is even more reason to honor his memory: his decision to write Jos Brech's name down because he had a bad feeling about the cycling man played a key role in identifying Brech as the likely murderer of Nicky Verstappen. What a convenient witness statement for the prosecution! ''Interesting symbolism on the Barten's family graves'' (These graves are only a few yards away from the grave of Nicky Verstappen) (Source: https://dnadatabank.wordpress.com/dossiers/nicky-verstappen/) Jos Brech's YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCbrORQoDyfhocb6Kc72vNxA

When the body of Alison Day was found in a London canal, after being raped and strangled with her own clothing, in 1985, there was so little evidence that senior police officers wanted the case “shut down.” But after the horrific murders of 15-year-old schoolgirl Maartje Tamboeze, raped and beaten to death near a Surrey railway station, and newlywed Ann Lock, abducted from a train station in Herts, they realised they had a serial killer on their hands. The murders were linked to a further 21 violent rapes, dating back four years, all close to stations - leading to a huge manhunt for the man they dubbed ‘’The Railway Killer.’’ Even after John Francis Duffy, 29, was convicted in 1987, persistent cops, convinced he had an accomplice, refused to let it drop - taking 15 years to capture Duffy’s schoolhood pal David Mulcahy with the help of improved DNA technology. Alison Day was just 19, and newly engaged, when she left her home in Romford to meet her fiancee from his work at a printing shop in Hackney Wick on December 29, 1985 - but she never arrived. Police were initially baffled by her disappearance with Detective Chief Superintendent Andy Murphy explaining that she could have gone missing at any point in the journey. It would be 17 days before her partially-clothed body was recovered from a nearby canal, with stones in her pockets to weigh her down. After weeks with no result, veteran detective Charlie Farquhar was put in charge of the investigation, but with little support. “He was given the enquiry with instructions to basically close it down,” recalls his son Simon Farquhar, author of The Railway Killings. “[He was told] We don’t have the resources and there wasn’t any evidence so we’re not going to get anywhere. “Eventually there was a showdown and he said to his boss ‘You can close it down if you want to, but you can be the one who tells Mr and Mrs Day we’re not going to look for their daughter’s killer anymore.” Less than four months later, on April 17, 1986, 15-year-old Maartje Tamboezer was cycling to the sweet shop near her home in Surrey, to buy sweets for a trip to her native Holland, when she was stopped by twine tied across the towpath. Knocked her off her bike by the trap, she was set upon, dragged across fields and sexually assaulted and raped many times along the way. Search teams found her fully clothed body in a copse, a mile from where the bike was dumped. She had been beaten to death with a rock or blunt object and attempts had been made to burn parts of her body, to destroy evidence. A week after returning from her honeymoon, in May 1986, ITV secretary Ann Lock called her husband Laurence to say she was leaving her London office at 8.30pm - but she never got home. Despite five police teams searching the area around her local station in Hertfordshire, 12 hours a day, it was nine weeks before her body was found on a nearby embankment with her hands tied and a sock in her mouth. The delay, caused by miscommunication between two forces, meant the recovery of any samples was impossible. With no DNA technology, police had to rely on blood group evidence and were helped by the fact that one of the rapists was a “secretor” - someone who secretes trace elements of blood in bodily fluid - and was found to be blood group A. They drew up a database of 3,000 former offenders with the blood group, dubbed the ‘Z Men’, and set about interviewing each one - and number 1594 was an unemployed carpenter from Kilburn, named John Francis Duffy, who had previously been charged with a serious assault on his wife. But after being questioned, Duffy turned up at another police station with a slash across his chest, saying he had been attacked and claiming he had amnesia. He must have realized that the net was closing in so came up with a plan, persuading a martial arts friend, Ross Mockeridge, to beat him up and slash his chest. (Mr Mockeridge would later deeply regret this act) He was sectioned at a mental hospital, meaning police were unable to talk to him for four months. On day release from the hospital, however, he raped a 14-year-old girl before finally being arrested after police followed him on another occasion and swooped as he stalked a potential victim. Duffy was found to have extensive knowledge of the rail network in the South East due to a former job, and a search of his parents’ house found a roll of Somyarn and violent pornographic material. His best friend, David Mulcahy, was suspected of being the second rapist but there was no forensic evidence and he was not picked out in an identity parade by the traumatized victims, so he was released. Duffy was convicted of four rapes and the murders of Alison Day and Maartje Tamboezer - bit acquitted of Ann Lock’s murder due to lack of evidence - and sentenced to life. It would be years before Duffy, and new technology, would help police nail his accomplice. Mulcahy - a married father-of-four - was convicted of three murders and seven rapes, in 2000, after Duffy testified against him in the first case of the highest-category prisoner being permitted to give evidence against an accomplice. He was handed three life sentences. Duffy was later convicted of 17 more rapes and given 12 more years. (Source: The Sun, Alison Maloney, 16 Aug 2021) https://www.davidmulcahy.com/ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5U-94tNVxdQ

Police believe this map which shows details of a neighborhood, was left by the attacker(s) The resemblance between the Visalia Ransacker’s police sketch and Joseph James DeAngelo is remarkable. Lyman Smith, 43, was a former Ventura County deputy district attorney and days away from becoming a judge.