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@tedbundysucks-blog
"The Ted Bundy the world was allowed to see was handsome, his body honed and cultivated meticulously, a barrier of strength against eyes that might catch a glimpse of the terror inside. He was brilliant, a student of distinction, witty, glib, and persuasive. He loved to ski, sail, and hike. He favored french cuisine, good white wine, and gourmet cooking. He loved Mozart and obscure foreign films. He knew exactly when to send flowers and sentimental cards. His poems of love were tender and romantic.
And yet, in reality, Ted loved things more than he loved people. He could find life in an abandoned bicycle or an old car, and feel a kind of compassion for these inanimate objects–more compassion than he could ever feel for another human being.
Ted could–and did–rub elbows with the governor, travel in circles that most young men could never hope to enter, but he could never feel good about himself. On the surface Ted Bundy was the very epitome of a successful man. Inside, it was all ashes.
For Ted has gone through life terrible crippled, like a man who is dear, or blind, or paralyzed. Ted has no conscience.“
- The Stranger Beside Me, Ann Rule
Original art by inmate Bobby Ray Gilbert of MSNBC Lockup.
Vials of Ted Bundy’s blood found in Tallahassee Crime Laboratory, in surprisingly good condition as it had been previously untouched since 1978.
I’ve got to show them that I can stand up in a court of law and run these people ragged. That I’m not a fiend, necessarily. That’s not all there is to me. I’ve got to show them that I’m more. That’s really important to me, that I’m more..
Dignity memorial from serial killer Richard Ramirez’s family.
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One Hundred Steps Cemetery
This mysterious cemetery is northwest of Brazil, Indiana, and can be hard to find as it isn’t marked on very many maps, and I get the feeling GPS would cut off in such a rural location. In addition to this cemetery’s cut-off location, One Hundred Steps comes with an urban legend. The story goes that if you walk up the length of the steps at midnight, counting the stairs as you go, then turn to the cemetery, a ghost of the cemetery’s first undertaker appears and shows you a vision of your own death. Then, you have to climb back down the stairs, counting the steps, and if the number isn’t the same then the vision will come true. If you get the same number, the vision was wrong and you’ll die another way. It’s also said that if you go to the top of the cemetery by any other method than the steps, a phantom hand will push you to the ground.
u know that’s how he dead
“Mr. Dahmer did not feel as though these people were dead because he was still relating to them. He would talk to them, he would cuddle them, he would hold them, he would think about them. He took the skull of somebody he’d killed and kept it in a locker so he could be close and have companionship with it. Now, that’s very, very sick, but to him it felt as though there was something warm and comforting happening, not that he was doing something terrible and awful.”
- Dr. Fred Berlin, a psychiatrist for the defense
Aurora theater shooter James Holmes submitted this photograph of himself feeding a llama a piece of straw to the University of Illinois. He submitted the bizarre picture along with his university application, much to the staff’s amusement. He was accepted onto a course in Neuroscience and was even described as an “outstanding candidate”.