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I finally got my tattoo NIGHT STALKER
the helicopter landed on the roof of the county jail in los angeles and picked up richard ramirez, and with three guards watching his every move he was flown up north. ramirez had never been in a helicopter before. he was like a wide-eyed kid with a smile on his face; intensely looking out the window, though he began to get motion sickness. still, he liked the idea of being flown to san auentin; it made him feel important and dangerous. he was shackled at the wrists and ankles and was wearing a blue los angeles county jail jumpsuit.
Wondering what it'd be like if he broke my hand. đ„Žđ€·đ»ââïž
According to Richard, he claims he isnât seeing anyone at the moment, which gives me the reason to believe that him and Doreen did indeed separated prior to 2011 but makes me wonder if he was actually engaged to anyone before he passed.
Image of Richards Attorney Daniel Hernandez taken at the Ramirezâs residence in El Paso
Photos of a young Richard Ramirez.
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Interview with Richard Ramirez
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RICHARD RAMIREZ: Are you nervous? FEAST HATE FEAR: A bit, but hardly. I did an interview with Manson not too long ago. I get a little uptight when I do interviews. You know, wondering if the questions will come out right or will they get angry at anything I might ask? RR: Oh. Well, uh⊠go ahead and weâll see what happens. I donât mind any questions really. FHF: Good. Letâs start with the ladies. Why are some so attracted to you? Bernadette Brazal, not bad - pretty cute.  RR: I think the girls are attracted to me because they can relate to me. The girls are nice when youâre in my situation, but since Iâm in here I spend more time writing to them about the relationship, rather than living it, but there are good friendships formed never-the-less. A couple of them are religious, they come into my life to try and help me. FHF: Can you be saved? By God and the Jesus kid? RR: No, Iâm pretty set in my ways. I doubt anything short of a miracle would change me. I do have an open mind, and I listen to them. FHF: Were you brought up religiously? RR: Very. My mother and father used to take me to church in Mexico and Texas, were I used to live. The huge figures of saints and crucifixions. Religion played a big role in my life. FHF: You think it captured your imagination? RR: More than that, I saw myself inside it. It became a part of everyday life. How I thought. How I felt. Later on, by my teenage years, it was all in conflict with me, and still is. You understand? Bad and good and everything I had learned about Satan and God.
FHF: Did you believe God was watching? RR: Yeah. FHF: Most teenagers feel these delusions. RR: All the actions in my life, at that time, I looked at them and tried to fathom how God would judge them. FHF: So howâd you make out? RR: Ugh, in my teens, it wasnât going too good. When I got to about 17, that really caused some problems with me. I started resorting to a life my mother didnât care for. At 17 she kicked me out, so it was a pretty hard life. I stole cars, I picked pockets. Stuff like that. FHF: What happened at home that put you into that? RR: I went off to reform school. I came back, she kicked me out. I fended for myself by selling drugs and stuff. Then I moved to California. FHF: Is that where you got hooked up into devil worship? RR: No, I started feeling like that before. I believe in Satan. I believe evil is a force that is beyond us, and that we just have to invite him in, and he will. FHF: When did you actively start to bring the devil into your life, worship-wise? RR: It was about 1980, and I was hustling on the streets. I landed in jail for a month or two for oetty theft. I met up with this guy who was a Satan worshiper. For those two months I was with him, then I get out of jail, but my mind didnât. I remembered everything he said, which basically was, âWhy worship the good guy, when the things you do arenât so good?â Somehow it just made sense to me, to worship something that would protect you in what you were doing. FHF: How did your worship take form? RR: It developed slowly. I started reading the books, and then I started meeting people who were into the same thing. Satanists need to have more faith than Christians, because Christ was seen and felt. Lucifer has never felt the need to be seen, but in everyoneâs soul he can be felt. A lot of these little cults practice Satanism nowadays, but not in a violent form. Theyâre only looking for ways to play out wickedness. FHF: Ever tried your hand at a Black Mass? RR: Only one, but kept my distance. I was not part of that group. It was at a cemetery and it was at night. I really couldnât tell what we were doing. A friend and me were watching from a distance. I never trusted people anyway. Especially them. FHF: Why? RR: They knew me and my lifestyle. They were the ones who made the connection and told the police for being a candidate for the Night Stalker crimes. FHF: What are some of the things you are accused of? RR: Iâve been accused of almost every crime you can imagine.
FHF: At your trial, you went all L.A. on us. Dark shades, slick hair, attitude. Did you enjoy the attention?
RR: Going to the trial was very tiring for me, but I did enjoy it better than sitting in a jail cell. That could be very monotonous. The glasses, believe it or not, were prescription lenses that were tinted. And I just donât like my photograph being taken, more so now than then. Did I enjoy it? Hmm. No, not particularly. I would have rather been on the beach or something. FHF: Your entire attitude during the trial was like, âFuck the world!â RR: I was receiving so much negative publicity. I wasnât going to give people the satisfaction of seeing me down. Besides, I didnât feel down. Plus, the image I had projected was beyond me. The media had portrayed me as a cold-hearted, ruthless monster, but Iâm really not that way. Iâm very down to earth. So, at that time I let people think whatever they wanted to. You see or hear about the crimes and then imagine what kind of individual was behind them. FHF: The judge said your crimes were committed with âcruelty, callousness and viciousness beyond any human understanding.â
RR: It is in no way beyond understanding. Mankind has been like that through out history. In todayâs society, people use those qualities - I call them qualities - for all things. It is for self-gratification. It is for sex. It is for excitement. This kind of fervor servers itâs own purpose. It doesnât obey rules. It runs amok. You see it on the news everyday, but society cannot hang itâs moral and ethical values on me to survive. i do what I must in all ways, and Iâm proud of it. The necessity to be myself passes all moral barriers. FHF: Have you been reading a lot? RR: Yes, I read. A book I suggest to everybody is called, âMysterious Strangerâ by Mark Twain. Itâs about Satan and his visit here. A good book. I read suspense and horror, somethings that intrigue me. I have always been fascinated by death. FHF: Is death sexual? RR: Sexual? It can be. Next to self-preservation, the sex drive is the most important and powerful behavior in mankind. FHF: When did you first start to think about death?
RR: When I was 11, I had an episode in my life. I saw my cousin shoot his wife. It wasnât traumatic⊠but the shock value. I went back into the apartment to collect some things with my dad, because my cousin was in jail. The bed was all bloody. It was there where she had landed after the bullet. She got a .38 to the face. At the same time it was very⊠uh. The stillness of the room, the eerieness, you know. We had to open the windows to ventilate the room and it was something. It was⊠(long pause) âŠit was death! I had known the woman. I had known her very well. I went into the living room and saw her purse. I looked through her purse, saw her ID cards and her things. It was a strange feeling. That was the first time I ever ran across death. Ever since, I was intrigued.
FHF: What is blood to you? RR: Blood is the substance that allows any living thing to exist, but blood is blood. I have heard of people drinking each otherâs blood. They cut each other, and they drink it and itâs supposed to be a euphoric feeling. But, you know, blood has no special interest for me. Blood is blood. FHF: Do you believe that when you kill someone, you can obtain that personâs power? RR: That dates back to the Incas and Mayans, they believed in that. It is a possibility, but to me personally? Iâve had no experience with it. FHF: Let me read to you a statement you made at your trial, âI am beyond your experience. I am beyond good and evil. Legions of the night, nightbeed⊠repeat not the errors of the night prowler, and show no mercy. I will be avenged. Lucifer dwells in us all. Thatâs it.â What were the night prowlerâs errors?  RR: I was under a lot of stress then. What I recall and if my memory serves me correct, I just meant not to believe in the system. Donât, for a minute, think youâll get a fair shake when under these circumstances. FHF: Yeah, but were there errors?
RR: I was not aware of my actions. Everyone must find out who they are and be aware of their actions before they wind up in a vicious predicament. FHF: Who are the âlegions of the nightâ? RR: People like yourself. People who thrive on the night. People who have true moral sense. You know who Iâm talking about and talking to. They are the ones who feel they are not the majority. They have different feelings and attitudes about life. The rest are a bulk of cattle. Everyone plays a role and no one says whatâs truly on their mind. FHF: When you were sentenced to the gas chamber, you said, âBig deal. Death always comes with the territory.â What territory? Â RR: I lived a dangerous life. Stealing cars, I could have been shot. Robbing people, I could have been killed. Nothing in existence holds any terror for me. When I was sentenced to death, it didnât hold anything for me. FHF: What about now? RR: Even less. FHF: Does the Night Stalker deserve the gas chamber? RR: Itâs all a blood-lust. When the state comes to execute a man, they laugh. So do I. FHF: Do you still feel beyond good and evil? RR: Everybody has got good and evil in them. Iâd like to be 100% evil, but I canât. Iâm too easy-going sometimes. Then again, while anger and hate are two things some people can cope with, I cannot. My anger and hate grow to a level that I cannot live comfortably with it. it causes me headaches and stuff. When I get angry, itâs an extreme form. It is the extreme. There is no in-between. But there is with good and evil, and I am there. FHF: Whatâs your favorite magazine? RR: I donât know. I like a lot of âem. I especially like Hustler, but not for the reason most think. Itâs hard to get a copy in here, but I like it for the parody section. Lifeâs a joke, and I enjoy when they make fun of something that everyone takes so fucking seriously. Freddie Mercury said, âIn the end, we all die, and nothing really matters.â Now Iâm sure youâre going to disagree with me because youâll get a bunch of these letters telling you that you are evil. FHF: Trust me, I get tons already. with some of the articles I put in this rag, people send me tons. RR: Seriously? What do you write about? FHF: A sort of social Darwinist philosophy, but much more violent - killing off the weak, and shit like that. RR: (starts to laugh) Well alright! Cool. Listen, people are intrigued by that. Iâm telling you. Theyâll say, âNo.â to you, but feel âYes,â in their hearts. They think itâs wrong because they feel everyone wants them to say it is. Youâll send me some, right? FHF: Iâll try. When I send them to prisoners, they send them back saying this material will not be allowed in incarceration facilities. So, tell me, how will you be avenged? RR: Iâm one angry motherfucker. I just hope all those who are deserving will get whatâs coming to them. Iâll just leave it at that. FHF: My philosophy is that most people get what âs coming to them. People really get what they deserve. Are you confident that people will get whatâs coming to them? RR: Pieces of shit are killed everyday, arenât they? FHF: Any last words for the kids out there? RR: Keep the evil thought. FHF: Thanks for your time. RR: Take care of yourself.
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Serienmörder wie der âNight Stalkerâ Richard RamĂrez bekommen auch viele Jahre nach ihrer Verurteilung Post von Frauen - und HeiratsantrĂ€ge. GefĂ€ngniswĂ€rter wundern sich, Soziologen suchen nach Antworten. Die Geschichte einer merkwĂŒrdigen Beziehung.
I know, you will hate me, but today i have an article for you from a german newspaper. In german of course. I post it bc. itâs quite detailed. The article is about Richard and his groupies, especially about one of his groupies.  The woman, called Susan in the article (whatâs not her real name) started to write Richard in 2006. She wrote him more than 600 letters over the years, sometimes 20 letters in one week. Susan was 30 years old and married for ten years (the article is of 2010) and has 2 children. Nobody knew that she was writing Richard, but her husband did. She also sent Richard photos in which she posed for him, taking the poses he wanted to see. In 2007 she visited Richard. She lived 1200 km from San Quentin and traveled 24 hours by bus to see him. That was on July 14, 2007, acc. to the article. The visit started well and Susan was happy to see Richard and at least to put her hands at the pane where he put his hands from the other side of the pane. But then it happened⊠Richard asked Susan what her scares most and started to talk in an explicitly sexual manner about her children and then he pulled down his pants and masturbated in front of her. Wardens had to intervene, they handcuffed Richard and took him away. Susan was pissed for months, mostly bc. Richard had ruined her  precious visiting time. She continued to write him anyway.Â
Strangely Richard had two other female visitors the same day, before Susans visit. And apparently these other two visits  passed without any problems.
Thatâs what the article says about the visit. Richard lost his privileges in 2007, I suppose bc. of this event.Â
â He wasnât allowed any personal visits starting in 2004 after he masturbated in front of a young girl who was visiting a relative in the visitorâs room. He lost his privileges again in 2007 when he was caught doing the same thing in front of another girl. â
http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2013/06/14/my-uncle-the-serial-killer-night-stalker-richard-ramirez-s-niece-on-his-death.html
âI met a girl in Los Angels once we dated a few times then she moved away all of a sudden. I wonder to this day how sheâs doing.â
Richard Ramirez in a letter to a pen pal (2012)
This is a letter I posted a while back (to Eva)
As you can see, he in the letter I posted, he said
âI used to have a girl in LA. She was blonde and only 17 years old. She ran away from home, she was from Minnesota. Me and her used to roam the streets. She got picked up by police and I never saw her again.â
In a letter someone else posted, it looks that he is speaking about the same girl againâŠhow interesting, you think sheâs still alive ?
Richard Ramirez speaking in court throughout the years of 1985-1989.
such a beautiful sketch turned out to be ruined by painting đđ”âđ«
tg: Meowlusha26
Thought this was cool so Iâm sharing it