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Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006
7:49 pm	So the end is almost near!!! I am in Hamburg until Thursday and then Dresden and then back to Prague...Where was I like a week ago? Hmmmmm I think Venice? I can't keep track- it has all gone by so quickly........ I will be back in the US after like what- over nine months? CRAZY...it does not seem so long ago Nina picked me up at the airport. What do I miss the most? Mmmmmm- I think I miss magazines in English and cheap used music/movies and clothes..Parliament cigarettes, PBR, Progresso soup, my Mom's frozen dinners, smoking allowed nowhere, soft toilet paper, Finesse shampoo, college radio (ALTHOUGH Prague has THE BEST OLDIES STATION I HAVE EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE), The Middle East/Central Sq, The Red Line, trivia night, karaoke night, movies with English subtitles...MY DENTIST....other than that I don't really miss anything besides people. I will definitely miss the FOOD, alcohol, shoes in Europe, herna bars, beer gardens, ticket inspectors, oh yeah- AND THE MEN...Surprisingly I dated 2 Italians? What happened to hot British boys?...I don't really care for them anymore...or maybe I didn't meet the right ones- wait I did make out with a cute Brit in Manchester at a Mod night, so I guess they are not ALL bad. Yeah, but then he snorted the white stuff in a baggie he found on the front stoop in the men's bathroom....????? I just envisioned them as they were in the 60s- so I guess I was disappointed when i did meet the real thing. I have a complete reinforced dislike for young Americans (who travel) between the ages of 18 and 24- I guess they are OK after that age group..i fall in there..........Anyways I hope I can bring all the crap I bought back on my flight- and I have a lot of CRAP. I should have arrived with an empty suitcase...HAH HAH. smell you sooooooooon (Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 4th, 2006
3:25 pm	hah hah it is forth of july and it is like any other day in manchester- i think i like it better this way... (Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 19th, 2006
5:49 am	True paradise is an English desk board and two beatiful Czech boys passed out on a Wednesdy morning and hearimg PASCAL... RUN ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNN think I love you (Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 18th, 2006
3:16 pm	Easter in Prague Girls may be a subject of chasing by guys on Monday morning. It is an old folklore custom in this country, that young guys chase young girls and attempt to spank them with the woven willow sticks. Girls are supposed to fight back by spilling water on guys, or throwing bags with flower at them, and recently splashing them with ugly smelling perfumes to stop the guys. Anyway, it should end in friendly manner, so a girl is supposed to give a painted egg to a guy she likes the most. (Comment on this)
Monday, March 27th, 2006
8:34 pm	super duper I would have to say Budapest is one of the coolest cities ever...sorry Montreal (Comment on this)
Sunday, March 12th, 2006
3:03 pm	hah hah hah hah "When I was in junior high, I stuck a hot dog up my vagina. It broke in half while it was up there. I almost had a heart attack until it just dropped out when I squatted. You should have seen it hit the bathroom floor. Anyway, I vowed never to stick anything up there again." (Comment on this)
Friday, December 16th, 2005
2:37 am	ha ha adopt your own virtual pet! (Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 1st, 2005
12:35 pm	revenge this kid owes me beer- a lot of beer. this stupid fat-headed fucking kid who lives down the street from me owes me more than a half a case of Moosehead beer... This stupid fucking "kid" is like 35 from fucking Wisconsin and is a dumbfuck...What should I do? I know what I should do. considering it is almost the weekend and I have no money, not even enough to buy cigarettes- which is why I'm pissed off, I'm gonna leave him a nasty letter...this is gonna be good...MAYBE A FEW NASTY LETTERS..it is good to know where people live...hah hah- stupid fuck (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, May 26th, 2005
1:31 pm	I think I'm pissed off Dear World, Please put my roommate out of her misery...god, I wish she would end it all- for all of us. How can one person disgust and annoy another in such a short period of time? So, I came home MOnday night...Tuesday morning I woke up and was making coffee when hippy-ass roommate breezes by me and goes into the bathroom...I think nothing of it, and I do not turn in that direction because hippy-ass roommate NEVER closes the door when using the toilet...I here paper being crumbled. Later I go in to take a shower and find a fresh, crusty, bloody tampon floating in the toilet. Oh, I forgot to tell you that in order to conserve water my hippy roomates do not FLUSH! I am sure if I had turned in the direction of the bathroom by mistake I could have see hippy-ass roomate inserting the new tampon- YUCK...Oh, I'm seen her naked 2x since I've moved in in March. Her cat, the one that pees on everything, was going to be put down on Tuesday. When I came home all of the hippies were in a circle petting the horrible thing. I tried to seem compassionate- but to tell you the truth I could give a rat's ass about the stupid cat (I guess I'll never be a vet)...She was whimpering and whining and telling every damn person who fucking called about the damn fucking cat and how she kissed her best friend's boyfriend of 5 years. JESUS- what a bore. So you'd think that hippies would be all PC and shit..I mentioned that I thought the Asian cook on the PBS "Cooking under fire" was hot and she was like "The CHINK guy? Oh, that's gross"...and with all the power in me I held it in." Gross? YOu know what is FUCKING GROSS? Not flushing the toilet, you walking around naked, you fucking EVERY fucking guy within a ten mile radius, your dumb pee-soaked fucking cat, you stupid hippy girl band, the fact that all of the hippies who live in the house have FUCKING NEW SUV's, the fact that I am awaken by your stupid fuck boring self-righteous blabber on the fucking phone every fucking day...what else, GOD what fucking else? (Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 13th, 2005
10:52 am	I have second thoughts about my beer brands- OR SHOULD I? "After his arrest, Jeffery Dahmer's belongings were put into storage. Amongst the possessions were: The videos Blade Runner, Star Wars, Hellbound and The Exorcist III. Ugh. Exorcist 3? Could explain some things. Other naughty vids that were there included Hardmen II, Rock Hard, and Tropical Heatwave. Other items were: Doritos, Ruffles, cans of Bud, Pabst and Miller, Clorox Bleach, Woolworth Pine Cleaner, peacock feathers and a fish tank. There were various sheets and pillow cases with blood stains on them, but I'm sure they weren't thrown in with the rest. I'm sure some pathologist burned them or something. Oh, and a refrigerator." (www.findadeath.com) (Comment on this)
Friday, April 1st, 2005
1:35 pm	Dude-I think she meant for HER to sleep on maybe it is because I took cold medicine- but this is fucking funny: UMASS student buy/ sell /trade bulletin board: Subject: bed wanted Message: need any size bed-under 25$ email me Posted on 01/04/05 10:50:46 Subject: bed wanted Message: Hi I have a bed for an infant for $20 with no mattress (Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 22nd, 2005
12:44 pm	Dearest Emma, Are you going to skip your Literary Criticism class today? I know you stomach hurts from eating an old Hot Pocket, and the prof never takes attendance, but you have a real problem with attendance. Did you check outside? It is really nice out there- all of the hippies are sure to be out of the house smoking pot in the mountains somewhere- so they won't be bothering you when you go home and go to sleep. You really need to clean your room anyways- and take out the trash. Your life is so busy- I wonder how you do it Emma. JEEZ you are SO smart, SO charming, so sweet, so cooperative, you smell good too- I wonder why no one has snagged you yet? Oh, you told me- ...you hate everyone... how charming (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 16th, 2005
4:33 pm	MAria- this sucks I wanted to answer you- but now I have to do it this way. 1st...the boy I was madly in love with (even though I only met him once in MOntreal and he is in a band and lives in Detroit) I found out was married! This stinks- and you would have liked his nose. 2nd ALL of these creepy dudes are up my ass- I've vowed to NEvER again go out with a boy from Western Mass- but what about ones that are only here going to school? Hmmmm...Where are ALL THE HOT PROFESSORS? Hummmmmmmmm? ANyways- I wish we had the Weekly Dig here to read Savage Love- check this one out: I’m a 32-year-old gay man with some serious kinks. I’m into medical restraints and sneakers. My ultimate fantasy is being strapped down to a gurney by a hot stud in scrubs who proceeds to use medical tape to secure one of his stinky sneakers to my face, covering my mouth and nose, so that I have to breathe through it. It’s hard to meet guys who are into this kind of elaborate medical/humiliation scene, but I live in a city where you can buy anything (Toronto), so I advertised for a muscular guy who would help me out. A cocky college boy answered my ad, and for the last two years I’ve been paying him $200 a pop to run a few miles (so his shoes are sweaty) and then come over, strap me down (I bought a gurney), and tape one of his sneakers to my face. About six months ago I started dating a great guy, and at first I didn’t tell him about any of this. When I did, he insisted that it stop. He was willing to do it for me — he’s GGG — but it just doesn’t work. He’s not cocky, he’s got small feet, and he’s not a runner. Am I a bad person for wanting to see the college boy again? My boyfriend says it’s cheating. I disagree. The college boy hardly even touches me once I’m strapped down. He just hangs out, drinks my beer, and plays video games for a couple of hours. Then he frees my right hand and grinds his sneaker into my face while I jerk off. After I come he frees me, puts his shoes back on, and runs home. I’ve never even seen him naked! My boyfriend reads your column religiously, and he agreed to submit to your binding arbitration. We await your orders, Dr. Savage. All Day I Dream About Sneakers Before I hand down my verdict — and the suspense, I suspect, is killing no one — a word about your boyfriend’s anxieties. While you may not be having intercourse with this cocky college boy (CCB), ADIDAS, it’s understandable that your boyfriend would feel threatened. You’ve been seeing CCB a lot longer than you’ve been seeing him, for starters, and it’s only natural that your boyfriend wants to be the person with whom you realize your "ultimate fantasy." However ... It’s curious that your boyfriend would submit to my binding arbitration, ADIDAS. Anyone who reads my column religiously has to know that I would come down on the side of college boys, medical restraints, and sweaty sneakers. Don’t I every time? So your boyfriend is, on some level, cool with you seeing CCB again. But before you make a date, ADIDAS, give some thought to how you can involve your boyfriend in this elaborate humiliation scenario. Perhaps your boyfriend would like to be there, strapped down right beside you, with CCB’s other sneaker taped to his face? Or if it’s humiliation you’re after, what could be more humiliating than knowing your boyfriend is hanging out with CCB — drinking your beer, playing video games — while you’re strapped to a gurney? If you can find a way to include your boyfriend in your ultimate fantasy, he won’t feel so threatened by it. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, February 3rd, 2005
3:11 pm	MILWAUKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE People often bring up Jeffery Dahmer when referring to the serial killer community. Did I ever tell you about the dream I had about Mr. Dahmer? It must have been around 1994 when he was killed...I must have left the TV on while I was sleeping er something... So Anyways, I had this dream that I was in charge of a "Halloween Extravaganza". I was part of the party planning committee and only "Good Ole Jeffery" was my partner. So the Halloween party was supposed to be at his house on Halloween, or the day before because it was my birthday (incidentally Dahmer was killed in prison on November 28, 1994...very close) Anyways, so Dahmer picks me up at my house in this big black limousine. I am sitting next to him on the black leather seats and I hear something rustling in the back. There are no seats in the back, so I turn around and notice two big trash bags.....er... MOVING! So, I'm like "Hey Jeffery- What's up with the trash bags?" and he's like "Oh, don't worry about them- they are party favors." It seemed to have made sense to me and I nod and then I turn out the window and we are pulling to the curb where his house is...then I wake up...WEIRD- HUH? (Comment on this)
Monday, January 31st, 2005
1:52 pm	Uuuuh I have to go to French in 20 minutes SUpposedly the child killer Mary Bell wrote an autobiography called "Life Without Life"...I can't find it anywhere....maybe it is to disturbing and no major publisher took it on...WEIRD anyways. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, January 21st, 2005
4:03 pm	seeeeeee foooooooood So anyways...my nose is stuffed up.. which is pretty cool because I get to sniffle all the way to and from work and people usually think that it is disgusting (hopefully the old men) so hopefully they will QUIT LOOKING AT ME… Especially since I got these SUPER COOL new RED EARMUFFS...Hah hah. Don't you wish you had some? ANyways...I went to my parent's house for my Dad's 60 something birthday. My mom had ordered Legal Seafood and my sister went to pick it up. Well, after my sister got home we realized that they had forgotten to give us the CLAM CHOWDER- which is the only thing I actually like at Legal Seafood...SO I was like- "I’ve been a customer Service Person- I will call and get the chowder!" and my mom was like "Yeah- MAKE THEM DELIVER IT IN THE SNOWSTORM! Hah hah!" Anyways, so I got on the phone and was like "Yes, my younger sister just picked up a take-out order from you.." and they were like "AH, yes- the one with the two lobsters"...and I was like "Yes, the LARGE ORDER.I must have seemed pretty pissed off- so they gave me the manager…and I was like “ WELL- This was a VERY IMPORTANT OCCASSION and you forgot to give us the CHOWDER! IT is my father's 65th birthday and he is on his DEATHBED! This may in fact be his last birthday and ALL he wanted was his CLAM chowder from LEGAL SEAFOODS! You see- he does not have many teeth left and can not eat SOLID FOODS"..(my parents got quite a kick out of this)…. so the Manager dude said that he was VERY sorry and he would reimburse us- not only for the chowder, but also for the LOBSTERS. He also told my father he wished him a “Happy Birthday..and Get Well SOOn!”……So we got 2 free chowders and lobsters (Of course my sister was like- "GET TIRAMISU TOOOOOOOOO!") Anyway...So Sunday Elizabeth and I went to brunch and she found a hair in her quesadilla- and we got TWO FREE BEERS! Hah hah. I never complained before (except the time I had a long red hair imbedded in my ice cream soda at Deli Haus), but it seems to ACTUALLY WORK! P.S. Oh yeah- my mother went to someone’s funeral a long time ago and she went through a drive through and got a hamburger…when she opened the carton thingy it ALREADY had A BITE OUT OF it! Hah hah hah…I think she told me she ate it anyways Current Mood: tired Current Music: i wish i had some (Comment on this)
Friday, January 14th, 2005
4:25 pm	I can't stop this serial killer thing So, check this out... I read The Lovely Bones last summer and it made me super paranoid about older gentlemen- you know the "nice neighbor" kind. You know- the grandpa kind. Yeah, so I live in a 93 year old woman's house. She is having the 1st and 2nd floor painted. I live on the third. The guy who is doing it is this 6'5 300 lb "odd Job" 60ish year old white dude. HE GIVES ME THE CREEPS. He is always saying "Hi" and "Bye" and I can feel his eyes on my back after I walk by. Yeah- so I had to get my laundry out of the dryer this morning and I had to run downstairs in my bathrobe. This painter guy was painting and he said "Good Morning" with this weird sparkle in his eye. Great- he is going to chop me up into little pieces when he decides to break into the house in a few months. I betcha he'll bury my body in the wooded area behind my house. GREAT. Better to be paranoid than DEAD. "No woman," he says, "should be embarrassed or ashamed to respond to her intuition and flee without explanation any situation she finds uncomfortable or threatening. In one case, (author) documents how a serial killer who was feigning a ski injury approached a young woman on campus and asked her to help him carry some library books to his car. She readily agreed to help the handsome studious young man, his arm in a cast, by carrying his books to a vehicle parked nearby. But as she approached the car she noticed that the front seat was missing and she was suddenly overcome by a wave of unexplained fear. She quickly put the books down and ran off, deeply embarrassed by her sudden seemingly illogical and unfriendly behavior. That handsome young man was Ted Bundy and he would sometimes use his fake cast to batter women into unconsciousness. Bundy had removed the front seat from his car to conveniently transport in various states of life and death some of his twenty-one raped and mutilated female victims. "Indecipherable warning signs of danger can be perceived subconsciously without being immediately understood by the rational mind.." I remember a few years ago Lady K told me that her mother was convinced she was almost a victim of the Boston Strangler. Her mother was living in the Fenway area around the same time and in an apartment with like one female roommate. Supposedly some youngish dude knocked on her door one day and said that the building superintendent asked him to come by and fix something. Kirsten's mom did not let the guy in and she said something like "Oh, my boyfriend is coming over and he'll fix it" or "My boyfriend is here and he'll get to it". So, Kirsten's mom stepped away from the door and stood there for a second and noticed that the guy on the other side took a piece of paper and went around the edges of the door to see if it was locked (it was)...Supposedly a young women was killed in the area later on that week...YIKES! (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 13th, 2005
12:59 pm	Thursdays are boring- BUT I GET PAID FRIDAY! wooo hooo A man goes into a cafe and sits down. A waitress comes to take his order, and he asks her, "What's the special of the day?" "Chili," she says, "but the gentleman next to you got the last bowl." The man says he'll just have coffee, and the waitress goes to fetch it. As he waited, he noticed the man next to him was eating a full lunch and the bowl of chili remained uneaten. "Are you going to eat your chili?" he asked. "No, help yourself," replied his neighbor. The man picked up a spoon and eagerly began devouring the chili. When he got halfway through the bowl, he noticed the body of a dead mouse in the bottom of the bowl. Sickened, he puked the chili he had just eaten back into the bowl. The man sitting next to him says, "Yeah, that's as far as I got, too." (Comment on this)
Friday, January 7th, 2005
1:49 pm	CREEEEEEEEEPy For some reason I can't stop watching all of those cold case files things and the unsolved murder and serial killer things. I swear- I'm on edge ALL of the time. When I came home from New Years Eve (on New Years day) I walked from the Peter Pan bus stop around the corner from my house. It was like 11:30pm ish and I was pretty cold. As I turned the corner this van stopped on the other side of the street and this fat Hispanic woman yelled, "Do you want a ride? You look cold.."(yes I was wearing a miniskirt)- I was like "No thanks, I'm around the corner from my house." I watched the van go up the street and I noticed it was like a SUV van thing with tinted windows. The van went up a block and then turned around and drove back in my direction. As it drove back in my direction I noticed there was someone leaning over the passenger side seat that must have been in the back...Did I just prevent myself from getting into some shit? Hmmmmmm...I guess my paranoia does pay off sometimes, however- I have done some STUPID things in my lifetime that could have totally set me up to get killed. I was watching this one cold case serial killer file where they found this young woman strangled in an alleyway in St. Louis in the 1980's. They even discussed the contents of her stomach after the autopsy. She had a HAMBURGER and MASHED POTATES in her stomach. The investigator continues saying they found a locker key on her that opened a locker in the local bus station, which contained her belongings. The investigators assumed she got off the bus in St. Louis and went across the street for something to eat. The diner special that night was: a hamburger and mashed potatoes. Hello? Who like hamburgers and mashed potatoes? ME ME ME! uh huh.... Supposedly she met her killer at the diner (She was seen conversing to some middle aged duder) Anyways...Check this out: "Caucasian males of European descent as the most likely perpetrator in a serial sex offender investigation. Every single sexual deviation is overwhelmingly dominated by white males. And most sexually related ritualistic crimes are committed by white males." "A startling amount of criminals on death row have been clinically diagnosed with brain disorders. A recent study has demonstrated that 20 out of 31 confessed killers are diagnosed as mentally ill. Out of that 20, 64% have frontal lobe abnormalities. (1) A thorough study of the profiles of many serial killers shows that many of them had suffered sever head injuries (to the frontal lobe) when they were children. To discover why damage to the frontal lobe could be a cause of serial killing, one must look at the function of the frontal lobe of the brain. The frontal lobe is located in the most anterior part of the brain hemispheres. It is considered responsible for much of the behavior that makes possible stable and adequate social relations. Self-control, planning, judgment, the balance of individual versus social needs, and many other essential functions underlying effective social intercourse are mediated by the frontal structures of the brain. (3) Antonio and Anna Damasio, two noted Portuguese neurologists and researchers working in the University of Iowa, have been investigating in the last decade the neurological basis of psychopathy. They have shown that individuals who had undergone damage to the ventromedial frontal cortex (and who had normal personalities before the damage) developed abnormal social conduct, leading to negative personal consequences. Among other things, they presented inadequate decision-making and planning abilities, which are known to be processed by the frontal lobe of the brain. (5) For a long time now, neuroscientists have known that lesions to this part of the brain lead to severe deficits in all these behaviors. The inordinate use of prefrontal lobotomy as a therapeutic tool by surgeons for many mental diseases in the 40s and 50s, provided researchers with enough data to implicate the frontal brain in the genesis of dissocial and antisocial personalities. (6) Through this information one can posit that the frontal lobe acts as a conscience. An example of a serial killer that had suffered sever injury to his frontal lobe is Albert Fish, better known as the Brooklyn Vampire. At the age of seven he had a severe fall off a cherry tree which caused a head injury from which he would have permanent problems with, such as headaches and dizzy spells. (2) After his fall he began to display many violent tendencies, including an interest in sadomasochistic activities. At the age of twenty he killed his fist victim, a twelve-year-old neighbor by the name of Gracie whom he cannibalized. (2) It would appear that a damaged frontal lobe is a prime suspect in the causation of serial killing. However, if you look closer this argument flows over to prove that genetics is the main cause of serial killing. Could it be the case that we are all genetically encoded to become serial killers, and the frontal lobe is the proverbial muzzle that stops us from acting on our tendencies? All of us have at one point or another imagined killing a person because they displayed tendencies that we did not like. None of us went out and killed them in a ritualized manner. The idea that the frontal lobe is a stop button, or acts as a conscience that stops a 'normal' human from acting on their more violent tendencies, is not a new one. Evolutionary biologists point that the frontal lobe evolved in tandem with the evolution of man from a beast to purveyor of civilization. (3) The trademark of all social primates is a highly developed frontal brain, and human beings have the largest one of all. It is a simple jump in reason to understand that, like a dog without its muzzle, the human animal without a frontal lobe is more likely to 'bite.' Brain damage cannot be the motivator for all serial killing. 46% of all confessed serial killers have no frontal or general brain damage. The majority admits that they were perfectly aware of what they were doing before, during, and after the crime. Some even confess that they know that what they were doing was wrong, and contemplated 'giving up' after the first time. The thrill derived from murder is a temporary fix. Like any other powerful narcotic, homicidal violence satisfies the senses for a time, but the effect soon fades. And when it does, a predator goes hunting. (1) Caroll Edward Cole commented that after his first kill " I thought my life was going to improve, I was sadly mistaken. Neither at home or at school. I was getting meaner and meaner, fighting all the time in a way to hurt or maim, and my thoughts were not the ideas of an innocent child, believe me." By the end of his career Cole had killed so many people that he could not even remember the names of his victims. At one point during his testimony he remembered a new victim, "This one is almost a complete blank," Cole said of the victim. He didn't know the woman's name, but Cole remembered finding pieces of her body scattered from the bathroom to the kitchen of his small apartment. "Evidently I had done some cooking the night before," he testified. "There was some meat on the stove in a frying pan and part that I hadn't eaten on a plate, on the table." (1) Caroll Edward Cole had no mental illnesses, and was aware that he was committing morally abhorrent acts. Circumstance is another argument that is proposed as a cause of serial killing. As the study of the profiles of serial killers progresses many similarities in their pasts, and in their recurring actions become eerily apparent. As children many suffered through traumatic childhoods, usually being physically or mentally abused. From this fact, it emerges that all reported cases of abuse committed against serial killers was done by their mothers. Most serial killers kill either for personal gain (revenge, money etc...) or pleasure (usually sexual). Many serial killers have above average intelligence, and are well employed in high wage jobs (engineers, doctors, lawyers etc...). The majority came from middle to high-income families. They are usually handsome/ beautiful, very articulate, and sexually promiscuous. (1) As killers they have a specific trait that they look for in the victims that they ritually kill. In interviews, many serial killers admitted that the people they killed fulfilled some aspect of a person that abused or taunted them. Caroll Edward Cole killed little boys that reminded him of a schoolyard bully that taunted him for having a girl's name. He later expanded his modus operandi to include young brown haired females that looked like his abusive mother. Under oath, he told a story of childhood abuse inflicted by his sadistic, adulterous mother, giving rise to a morbid obsession with women who betrayed their husbands or lovers. "I think," he told the jury, "I've been killing her through them." (1) Do these disquieting threads of commonality among serial killers make a strong case towards the idea that serial killers are caused by circumstance? It would appear to be true, until you take into consideration the distribution curve. If serial killers give the impression of being linked by similar circumstance it is because the genetic traits of serial killing are all found at one end of the distribution curve (which by chance could be the same end in which a higher probability of certain circumstances occurs). The normal distribution curve is one of the most commonly observed and is the starting point for modeling many natural processes. (4) There are also cases of serial killers that break the thread of commonality. For example, one pair of killers, killed as a form of earning income. In the 1800's William Burke and William Hare poisoned over 200 people, and sold their corpses to medical universities so that medical students could learn how to autopsy cadavers. (1) If there is no commonality of experience between serial killers, then serial killing must be genetic. An interesting idea comes forward when discussing the commonality of serial killers. Many genetic diseases are carried by a female and become active in their male offspring. For example, the most common form of color blindness, affects about 7 percent of men and less than 1 percent of women. It is identified as a sex-linked hereditary characteristic, passed from the mother to her son. (7) Can the same be said for serial killing? It is observed that their mother abused the majority of serial killers. Following this with the thought that serial killing is caused by genetics, could the mother be passing the genetic trait down to her son? This would account for the reason that serial killers are predominantly male. " Rutigliano, Annabella, Predestined Serial Killers. http://www.karisable.com/crserial1.htm. 01/07/05 CRAZY? This was "In interviews, many serial killers admitted that the people they killed fulfilled some aspect of a person that abused or taunted them." (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 29th, 2004
2:11 pm	I betcha you are in the woods peeing on things. pssssssssssssssss (1 Comment |Comment on this)