Favorite Serial Killers?
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A female with a good opinion and more than half a brain. Berry nice.
Manson and Vlad are under the same aspect in a way considering they didn't really kill. I mean don't get me wrong they may have (I know Vlad had to of at least a multitude of times), but in the grand scheme of things they had minions and armies.
Manson is indeed crazy, but in the beginning he wasn't really. He was a swindler. Not much more than a car thief really. He was a good conversationalist from the start from swindling. It was just a matter of time before he wised up and found weak minded people that he could control/influence. Under drugs and his guidiance look what he attempted. He tried to pass the murders off as race related to create a race war.
Though Manson rambles endlessly it seems somethings do somewhat make sense it's just all in the way you look at things.
Vlad The Impaler is the ultimate example that fear is infact a extremly powerful tool. A combination of a strong figure with some intelligence.
If I remember correctly Vlad had his own traitor brother killed. Instances where the opposing army would send messengers and they would be killed. A time when messengers would not remove their turbans in Vlad's presence so he had his henchmen nail their turbans to their heads.
The best thing I ever read though was when the other army invaded and overwhelmed his Kingdom and he fled the castle. Thinking ahead he had his horse shoed backwards thus giving an illusion of where the horse was headed.
During his rule he also placed a chalice made of gold in the town square and let it be know that no one would take it with him around. They never did or even made an attempt due to the fact they would have a harsh price to pay after something like that. On that Hamirabi Code type shit or whatever it was. Eye for an eye on PCP. Ultra violence.
Albert Fish, the guy that jacked off with rose stems inside his eurethra
heres one of his brutal confessions
I brought him to the Riker Avenue dumps. There is a house that stands alone, not far from where I took him. I took the boy there. Stripped him naked and tied his hands and feet and gagged him with a piece of dirty rag I picked out of the dump. Then I shit on his chest. Then I burned his clothes. Then I threw his shoes in the dump. Then I walked back and took the trolley to 59 Street at 2 a.m. and walked from there home. Then the next day about 2 p.m., I took tools, a good heavy cat-o-nine tails. Home made. Short handle. Cut one of my belts in half, slit these halves in six strips about 8 inches long. I whipped his bare behind till the blood ran from his legs. I cut off his ears, nose, slit his mouth from ear to ear. Gouged out his eyes. He was dead then. I stuck the knife in his belly and held my mouth to his body and drank his blood. I picked up four old potato sacks and gathered a pile of stones. Then I cut his dick off and slapped him in the face with it, twice. I had a grip with me. I put his nose, ears and a few slices of his belly in the grip. Then I cut him through the middle of his body. Just below the belly button. Then through his legs about 2 inches below his behind. I put this in my grip with a lot of paper. I cut off the head, feet, arms, hands and the legs below the knee. This I put in sacks weighed with stones, tied the ends and threw them into the pools of slimy water you will see all along the road going to North Beach. I came home with my meat. I had the front of his body I liked best. His cocknballs had a nice little fat behind to roast in the oven and eat. I made a stew out of his ears, nose, pieces of his face and belly. I put onions, carrots, turnips, celery, salt and pepper. It was good. Then I split the cheeks of his behind open, cut off his tiny cock and grape nuts and skeeted on his face. I put strips of bacon on each ass cheek of his behind and put them in the oven. Then I picked 4 onions and when the meat had roasted about 1/4 hour, I poured about a pint of water over it for gravy and put in the onions. At frequent intervals I basted his behind with a wooden spoon. So the meat would be nice and juicy. In about 2 hours, it was nice and brown, cooked through. I never ate any roast turkey that tasted half as good as his sweet fat little behind did. I ate every bit of the meat in about four days. His little monkey was a sweet as a nut, but his pee-wees I could not chew. Threw them in the toilet.[4]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_Fish
heres one of his brutal confessions
I brought him to the Riker Avenue dumps. There is a house that stands alone, not far from where I took him. I took the boy there. Stripped him naked and tied his hands and feet and gagged him with a piece of dirty rag I picked out of the dump. Then I shit on his chest. Then I burned his clothes. Then I threw his shoes in the dump. Then I walked back and took the trolley to 59 Street at 2 a.m. and walked from there home. Then the next day about 2 p.m., I took tools, a good heavy cat-o-nine tails. Home made. Short handle. Cut one of my belts in half, slit these halves in six strips about 8 inches long. I whipped his bare behind till the blood ran from his legs. I cut off his ears, nose, slit his mouth from ear to ear. Gouged out his eyes. He was dead then. I stuck the knife in his belly and held my mouth to his body and drank his blood. I picked up four old potato sacks and gathered a pile of stones. Then I cut his dick off and slapped him in the face with it, twice. I had a grip with me. I put his nose, ears and a few slices of his belly in the grip. Then I cut him through the middle of his body. Just below the belly button. Then through his legs about 2 inches below his behind. I put this in my grip with a lot of paper. I cut off the head, feet, arms, hands and the legs below the knee. This I put in sacks weighed with stones, tied the ends and threw them into the pools of slimy water you will see all along the road going to North Beach. I came home with my meat. I had the front of his body I liked best. His cocknballs had a nice little fat behind to roast in the oven and eat. I made a stew out of his ears, nose, pieces of his face and belly. I put onions, carrots, turnips, celery, salt and pepper. It was good. Then I split the cheeks of his behind open, cut off his tiny cock and grape nuts and skeeted on his face. I put strips of bacon on each ass cheek of his behind and put them in the oven. Then I picked 4 onions and when the meat had roasted about 1/4 hour, I poured about a pint of water over it for gravy and put in the onions. At frequent intervals I basted his behind with a wooden spoon. So the meat would be nice and juicy. In about 2 hours, it was nice and brown, cooked through. I never ate any roast turkey that tasted half as good as his sweet fat little behind did. I ate every bit of the meat in about four days. His little monkey was a sweet as a nut, but his pee-wees I could not chew. Threw them in the toilet.[4]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_Fish
vlad was evil and as you can remember he actually drank and enjoyed the blood of his enemies. his father trained him for combat when he was old enough to hold a sword and his father's perversions of killing followed onto Vlad. do you remember what the shield held on it?
thanks for the nice comment. i am a smart girl and always read a lot when i was a kid and never on kid books but more rather on worldly subjects and history, odd things. My interests now adays are more focused on archeology and the uncovering of antiquities, world news, art, photography, and some what of war.
thanks for the nice comment. i am a smart girl and always read a lot when i was a kid and never on kid books but more rather on worldly subjects and history, odd things. My interests now adays are more focused on archeology and the uncovering of antiquities, world news, art, photography, and some what of war.
