Speaker 1: Oh, Trigger Warner. This podcast may include explicit content.
Speaker 2: That will take you out of your comfort.
Speaker 1: Zone and make you question reality. Listener's discretion is advised. Hello,
Speaker 1: and welcome back to the show. This is a Program
Speaker 1: to Kill Part two, and I'm so fucking excited to
Speaker 1: dive right into our second segment of Program to Kill.
Speaker 1: I hope you enjoyed the first one, and we're gonna
Speaker 1: get even further into the biscuits and gravy today. I
Speaker 1: do want to play catch up a little bit before
Speaker 1: we get started today, because while this show is designed
Speaker 1: for cult listeners, it is also designed for my listeners,
Speaker 1: who have been supporting me from almost day one, and
Speaker 1: they know what's been going on in my life, and
Speaker 1: I just kind of want to catch them up on everything.
Speaker 1: If you're not into it, just skip ahead in the episode. Okay.
Speaker 1: But so, as you may know, my husband and I,
Speaker 1: my ex husband, rather and I are toast and I've
Speaker 1: been living with my sister, raiding her refrigerator and you know,
Speaker 1: taking up all the hot water in the shower and
Speaker 1: just doing all those little sister things that I'm sure
Speaker 1: she's enjoying thoroughly. But I'm trying to keep up with
Speaker 1: work and everything else, And I've been actually having some
Speaker 1: problems getting to sleep, you know, watching the last almost
Speaker 1: decade of my life crash and burn right in front
Speaker 1: of my eyes. I mean, does anyone else ever have
Speaker 1: an entire existential crisis when they're laying in bed trying
Speaker 1: to get to sleep and just can't, like either I
Speaker 1: think of every embarrassing moment in my entire life, or
Speaker 1: like evaluate all the mental problems I have, Like, does
Speaker 1: anybody else do that? It's been happening to me almost
Speaker 1: on a night lee basis, but it was really really
Speaker 1: bad the other night, and I was having this entire
Speaker 1: internal meltdown. And these are the thoughts that keep me
Speaker 1: up at night, Like why do I feel like a
Speaker 1: retarded asshole every time I call someone and they don't answer.
Speaker 1: It's so random And it doesn't matter who it is,
Speaker 1: my sister, my brother, whoever, It doesn't matter who it is.
Speaker 1: When I call someone, the fucking second the voicemail picks
Speaker 1: up and goes your call has been forwarded to an automatic,
Speaker 1: I'm like, God, why am I so fucking retarded? Why
Speaker 1: did I think this person wanted to talk to me?
Speaker 1: The world doesn't revolve around you, Julia. Now they're gonna
Speaker 1: see I called and they didn't answer, and now I
Speaker 1: look like an idiot. I should have just texted them.
Speaker 1: They're gonna think I'm weak because as I put myself
Speaker 1: out there and they didn't pick up, and then I'm like, Jesus,
Speaker 1: I have some fucking unprocessed trauma. Then you try to
Speaker 1: like you get to trying to diagnose your fucking self
Speaker 1: like this problem probably stems from my ex husband did
Speaker 1: did DIDH? Because I'm not kidding you, you guys, this
Speaker 1: is again probably an overshare. But he used to legitimately
Speaker 1: put me through a cheese grater and just fucking shrag
Speaker 1: me if I called him. He absof fuckolutely hated talking
Speaker 1: to me on the phone. He talked to his mom,
Speaker 1: He's talked to his friends on the phone for an
Speaker 1: hour and a fucking half, fucking laughing and smiling and
Speaker 1: shit swapping recipes and shit. But if I called him
Speaker 1: for even a milli vanilli of a second, it was
Speaker 1: like I wrecked his day. And that's one of the
Speaker 1: ways I knew we were toast. I mean clearly, among
Speaker 1: other things, but he would send me to voicemail nine
Speaker 1: times out of ten. One time, I was literally on
Speaker 1: the side of the road. My back bumper had somehow
Speaker 1: gotten disconnected in one of our beautiful Oklahoma windstorms, and
Speaker 1: the bitch blew off and flew up in the air
Speaker 1: like a fucking kite while I was going seventy five
Speaker 1: down the turnpike, and I called him probably eighteen times.
Speaker 1: Granted it was July, it was one hundred and twenty
Speaker 1: degrees outside. I was sweating like a center in church,
Speaker 1: fucking panicking and shit. So I called my sister and
Speaker 1: she helped me out. But when I finally got a
Speaker 1: hold of him, he was playing fucking call of duty
Speaker 1: and basically said he saw I was calling, but didn't
Speaker 1: feel like talking to me, and there was nothing he
Speaker 1: could do about my bumper anyways, but he was glad
Speaker 1: I got it all worked out and hung up on me,
Speaker 1: said something about me being a retard and probably did
Speaker 1: something to make it fly off. Anyways. I was sitting
Speaker 1: here thinking about how many mental problems people walk around
Speaker 1: with that are caused by other people, and it doesn't
Speaker 1: take fucking someone getting clockwork oranged or MK or anything
Speaker 1: like that. This is, in my opinion, the budget version
Speaker 1: of MK. Be in a fucking shitty relationship for a
Speaker 1: couple of years and see how many mental disorders you
Speaker 1: walk away with. Actually, how about this, be in a
Speaker 1: couple shitty relationships, including with your parents, and see how
Speaker 1: many mental disorders you walk away with. It is so
Speaker 1: easy to fuck someone's mind up. People think it's gotta
Speaker 1: be like some kind of LSD monarch mind control program
Speaker 1: to get people to these certain states of being. It doesn't.
Speaker 1: I'm I mean, don't get me wrong, they do do
Speaker 1: that shit, But like I have Hulu with commercials, that
Speaker 1: is literally all it takes. I cannot remember the last
Speaker 1: time I was in the mood for fucking KFC Famous Bull.
Speaker 1: I can't fucking remember. I had thrown KFC so far
Speaker 1: out of my mind. I used to pass it and
Speaker 1: be like, oh, what do they sell shoes? Like literally,
Speaker 1: KFC took up residents in my mental landfill for upwards
Speaker 1: of ten years. Then all of a sudden, I start
Speaker 1: seeing commercials for it, and that's all I can think about.
Speaker 1: I'm like, damn, I could go for something that gives
Speaker 1: me diarrhea every time I eat it.
Speaker 2: And now.
Speaker 1: They also have all these vaccine commercials. On there now,
Speaker 1: and it's just all fucked up. Hulu is trying to
Speaker 1: get you to pretty much when you go to Walgreen
Speaker 1: or any of these places, they want you to get
Speaker 1: upward to ten jabs apiece and they always have the
Speaker 1: grandma sit and they're all smiling and shit with their
Speaker 1: fucking band aids on. But my point is, if shitty
Speaker 1: relationships and Hulu commercials can alter your behaviors and your
Speaker 1: internal dialogue, just think of what being in one of
Speaker 1: these fucking constantration camp, fucking military mind fuck programs can
Speaker 1: turn you into. My ex husband In just seven years
Speaker 1: time had me one hundred and thirty six percent convinced
Speaker 1: that I was an uptight, suffocating, loud, obnoxious, horror baels
Speaker 1: above but pretty much completely insufferable human being, that I
Speaker 1: was a nightmare to live with, and that I was
Speaker 1: an anxiety inducing maniac that needed to be checked into
Speaker 1: the nearest mental institution. I legitimately felt like I needed
Speaker 1: to apologize to people who had to be around me.
Speaker 1: And then I move out right and I'm surrounded by
Speaker 1: some different circumstances, whether it be at work or just
Speaker 1: other places with.
Speaker 2: People who actually are uptight and suffocating, and I start
Speaker 2: looking myself in the mirror, like, God damn, I'm like
Speaker 2: the chillest, most.
Speaker 1: Laid back motherfucker to ever live. If I was any calmer,
Speaker 1: I'd be a fucking corpse. And now, at twenty years old,
Speaker 1: I'm having to relearn all these super important things about
Speaker 1: myself that I came into my previous relationship knowing that
Speaker 1: I had already established about myself, Like what a badass
Speaker 1: motherfucker I am. I used to exude confidence, okay, and
Speaker 1: make no apologies, but after being crucified repeatedly over the
Speaker 1: last decade, I feel like it completely drained every ounce
Speaker 1: of that from me on this budget type nk ultra
Speaker 1: program he put me through. And eventually you hear something
Speaker 1: so many times and you get so tired you just
Speaker 1: give in. You just immerse yourself in it because it's
Speaker 1: just easier that way. And that's what being in a
Speaker 1: real life relationship with the US government feels like the pedaphocracy.
Speaker 1: And you know, I think it's time to fucking divorce
Speaker 1: this narcissistic, gas brainwashing ass, soul crushing ass partner we
Speaker 1: have and for once in our lives, wake up to
Speaker 1: the reality that if they think they can wear us
Speaker 1: down and make us tired enough, if they can bombard
Speaker 1: us enough with all this imagery and propaganda, if they
Speaker 1: can reprogram us well enough, we will comply with anything
Speaker 1: they put us through, and we will eventually believe that
Speaker 1: it's because they love us that they do these things
Speaker 1: to us. They love our kids and our grandmas so much.
Speaker 1: That's why we have to inject our bodies and send
Speaker 1: our kids off to McMartin preschool reprogramming sodomy Center, because
Speaker 1: they love us so much and they just want the
Speaker 1: best for.
Speaker 2: Us, you know.
Speaker 1: But there are those of us out there that still
Speaker 1: have the fire of discernment burning inside of us. We
Speaker 1: know when something is wrong, and we'll stand up for
Speaker 1: what we know to be true, even in the face
Speaker 1: of the inevitable. We're called conspiracy theorists. And I am
Speaker 1: actually so fucking proud to be a part of this
Speaker 1: ever expanding community, and I've met some amazing people, the
Speaker 1: most amazing people ever by being a part of it.
Speaker 1: I mean. So, my divorce will be finalized by the
Speaker 1: end of this month, and I'm moving the fuck on.
Speaker 1: Know how to go about filing a petition for a
Speaker 1: divorce with the US pedaphocracy. But I mean, I'm definitely
Speaker 1: fucking cheating on them. We're in an open relationship. I'm
Speaker 1: seeing other people and convincing them they need to keep
Speaker 1: their kids away, you know what I'm saying. But yeah,
Speaker 1: So anyways, these are the thoughts that keep me up
Speaker 1: at night. And if there's a pill, anyone can recommend
Speaker 1: something I can take for this, Uh, that'd be cool
Speaker 1: because I need some sleep. So what are we talking about?
Speaker 1: I mean, what are we even talking about today? Oh? Yeah,
Speaker 1: fucking Program to Kill Part two? Okay, well we left
Speaker 1: off on Henry Lee, so it's only right we start
Speaker 1: with the shithead. So here we go. How about a
Speaker 1: little quote for mister Lucas. Here we go. Quote it
Speaker 1: is being like a movie star. You're just playing the
Speaker 1: part end quote, Henry le Lucas describing what it is
Speaker 1: like to be a serial killer. Now get this shit.
Speaker 1: A US Navy psychologist claims that the Office of Naval
Speaker 1: Intelligence had taken convicted murderers from military prisons, used behavior
Speaker 1: modification techniques on them, and then relocated them in American
Speaker 1: embassies throughout the world. Have you ever heard of that? Yeah,
Speaker 1: it's disturbing right now. The Navy psychologist was Lieutenant Commander
Speaker 1: Thomas Narut, and he was of the US Regional Medical
Speaker 1: Center in Naples, Italy. The information was divulged at an
Speaker 1: Oslo NAT conference of one hundred and twenty psychologists from
Speaker 1: the eleven nation Alliance. Now the Navy, by the way,
Speaker 1: provided all the funding necessary, according to this doctor Nirut. Also,
Speaker 1: doctor Nirut, in a question and answer session with reporters
Speaker 1: from many nations, revealed how the Navy was secretly programming
Speaker 1: large numbers of assassins. He said that the men he
Speaker 1: had worked with for the Navy were being prepared for
Speaker 1: commando type operations as well as covert operations in US
Speaker 1: embassies worldwide. He described the men who went through his
Speaker 1: program as quote hitman and assassins who could kill on command,
Speaker 1: essentially programmed to kill. See what I did there anyways.
Speaker 1: Careful screening of the subjects was accomplished by Navy psychologists
Speaker 1: through the military records, and many were convicted murderers serving
Speaker 1: military prison sentences. Anyone familiar with the intelligence community's long
Speaker 1: standing obsession with the concept of mind control will immediately
Speaker 1: recognize what doctor Nirut was describing. Essentially as an mk
Speaker 1: Ultra project, point blank, fucking period. The existence of this
Speaker 1: particular manifestation of the project was first reported by British
Speaker 1: journalists who attended the conference and actually interviewed doctor Nirut,
Speaker 1: who told him that they looked for candidates who had
Speaker 1: shown a proclivity for violence. I mean, if you're in
Speaker 1: jail for murder, wouldn't you have a proclivity for violence?
Speaker 1: Am I missing something? Of course they do. This was
Speaker 1: at a time when numerous what I would call pseudo
Speaker 1: investigations of the intelligence community were being undertaken, including those
Speaker 1: by Rockefeller, Pike and church committees fucking dirt bag committees essentially.
Speaker 1: But doctor Nirut told Watson that he was revealing what
Speaker 1: was obviously highly classified information only because he assumed that
Speaker 1: it was about to surface anyways, which I would have
Speaker 1: never jumped to that conclusion. Doctor, I thought you were
Speaker 1: a psychiatrist. Why are you so retarded? But as it
Speaker 1: turned out, fucking doctor Narut seriously overestimated the interest of
Speaker 1: these various dirt bag committees in practicing full disclosure. After
Speaker 1: making his unauthorized comments about this program, doctor Naru promptly
Speaker 1: fucking disappeared from public view. Did he fully disappear? I
Speaker 1: don't know. You know, we didn't really hear from him again.
Speaker 1: But he's not dead because he only reappeared briefly to
Speaker 1: make a feeble attempt at retracting his prior statements. But
Speaker 1: at that point it was just too little, too late.
Speaker 1: That's for my nineties kids. Does Jojo still sing? Does
Speaker 1: she do anything? Is she just like a figment of
Speaker 1: my imagination? I don't know. You can't put the cat
Speaker 1: back in the bag after disclosing some shit like that.
Speaker 1: You can't go back and say I was just kidding.
Speaker 1: But anyways, Watson went on similar to my style and
Speaker 1: expanded upon his initial research. He actually went on to
Speaker 1: produce a book called War on the Mind, which was
Speaker 1: one of the better books from the late nineteen seventies
Speaker 1: on the subject of mind control and psychological warfare research
Speaker 1: by the intelligence community, and actually a dude named Walter
Speaker 1: Bauart referenced this book Watson's book in his own book
Speaker 1: called Operation Mind Control. So as I was saying, this cat,
Speaker 1: once let out of the bag, proved rather difficult to
Speaker 1: stuff back inside. The operation described by doctor Nirut involved
Speaker 1: killers being drawn from military prisons but I think there's
Speaker 1: probably more than just a good possibility that parallel programs
Speaker 1: were being conducted in civilian prisons as well. I'm actually
Speaker 1: like almost one hundred percent on that. I mean, prisons,
Speaker 1: after all, have provided fertile ground for any number of
Speaker 1: MK ultra subproject for decades. I hope we can at
Speaker 1: least agree on that mind control experiments permeate mental institutions
Speaker 1: and prisons, Let's be fucking real. And that was particularly
Speaker 1: true in the nineteen sixties and nineteen seventies Laurel Kenyon
Speaker 1: esque decade. Y'all again for the millionth time, really need
Speaker 1: to listen to that shit if you haven't already now.
Speaker 1: The NATO conference at which doctor Narut dropped his bombshell
Speaker 1: was held in July nineteen seventy five, and wouldn't you know,
Speaker 1: the very next month, August nineteen seventy five, Henry Lee
Speaker 1: Foxstick was released early from prison to begin his eight
Speaker 1: year reign of terror. Coincidence, I think, not strangely enough,
Speaker 1: During his prior ten year prison stay, Henry spent four
Speaker 1: and a half of those years in a mental institution.
Speaker 1: And get this, Throughout that time, he received intensive drug
Speaker 1: and electroshock treatment. He later described that period of incarceration
Speaker 1: as a nightmare that would not end. Fucking One flew
Speaker 1: over the Cuckoo type shit. I wish my man was
Speaker 1: here to tell you about that movie. There's a whole
Speaker 1: story behind it, you guys, But I'm like blanking on
Speaker 1: it right now, and it would be better coming from
Speaker 1: him anyways.
Speaker 2: But so.
Speaker 1: During that time, would you know, One Flew over the
Speaker 1: Cuckoos I believe came out in the sixties. I want it.
Speaker 1: Let's google it. Just let let's just move on. But anyways,
Speaker 1: there's a whole story behind it. It's very like it's something.
Speaker 1: But anyways, during that time, Henry le Lucas complained constantly
Speaker 1: about hearing voices in his head taunting him day in
Speaker 1: and day out. This was the reason for his confinement
Speaker 1: in the mental ward. But if we're being honest, these
Speaker 1: voices that he was hearing in his head, it's like
Speaker 1: the chicken or the egg thing. Was he hearing voices
Speaker 1: in his head and he got the treatment and then
Speaker 1: he was hearing voices whatever they locked him up or
Speaker 1: was the voices? Were the voices caused from the confinement
Speaker 1: and the treatment. How many times. Can you get electro
Speaker 1: shocked in the head before you start hearing voices? I
Speaker 1: don't want to find out personally, but but were they
Speaker 1: creating an altered personality within Henry? I mean, we'll never know.
Speaker 1: I think so, but I could be wrong. So Henry
Speaker 1: later spent additional time in an institution in nineteen eighty
Speaker 1: in the midst of his killing spreed. Now is it
Speaker 1: possible that Henry was recruited and programmed to kill while
Speaker 1: in prison so that he could later be used by
Speaker 1: the so called hand of Death cult? I mean it
Speaker 1: was Henry Lee Fustick himself that said he emerged from
Speaker 1: prison a changed man. Before his incarceration he killed only
Speaker 1: in the heat of the moment, but when he re
Speaker 1: entered society it was with a cold blooded determination and
Speaker 1: had the professed desire to kill as many people as possible.
Speaker 1: It seems like a change in his mo Where did
Speaker 1: that come from? And he certainly had shown a voracious
Speaker 1: appetite for violence, enough so to make him a very
Speaker 1: attractive candidate for an assassin training program. Henry was just
Speaker 1: the kind of man who would be considered a valuable
Speaker 1: asset by the intelligence community. Let's review his resume, shall
Speaker 1: we mommy issues, low iq, childhood trauma, tendency to eat
Speaker 1: cereal without milk, I mean madness, right, And for anyone
Speaker 1: out there who doubts that the CIA or any other
Speaker 1: of the numerous interwoven intelligence agencies would recruit such a man,
Speaker 1: it is important to remember that we are talking about
Speaker 1: the same agencies that recruited some of the most notorious
Speaker 1: war criminals of the Third fucking Reich, men like Klaus Barbie,
Speaker 1: Joseph Mengla, Fucking Henry Lee Lucas depravities pale in the
Speaker 1: shadow of men like Joseph Mangola. Okay, fucking Lucas probably
Speaker 1: couldn't even hold his own against some of the organized
Speaker 1: crime figures like Lucky Luciano, who were likewise fucking recruited
Speaker 1: by the US intelligence community. People don't want to talk
Speaker 1: about that. I mean, in the company of these such men,
Speaker 1: Henry would have just been one of the good old boys,
Speaker 1: no less valuable in asset than say, Lucky Luciano or
Speaker 1: this other dude named Dan Mitron or something like that.
Speaker 1: I really don't know how to pronounce this last name,
Speaker 1: but he was the CIA torture aficionado who was uh
Speaker 1: childhood friend of fucking infamous, asked Jim Jones again. Why
Speaker 1: does Jim Jones ask keep coming up? You know, Dan,
Speaker 1: known for having homeless people kidnapped for the purpose of
Speaker 1: giving torture demonstrations to South American security forces in his
Speaker 1: soundproof underground chamber of Horrors, was hailed a fucking hero
Speaker 1: and martyr when he himself was tortured and killed. How
Speaker 1: about fucking Frank Sinatra and Jerry Lewis who even flew
Speaker 1: to this fucking douchebag's hometown and performed a benefit in
Speaker 1: his honor to raise money for his widow, who because
Speaker 1: he was this great fucking American, he kidnapped homeless people
Speaker 1: and tortured them to death to give demonstrations to South
Speaker 1: American security forces in a fucking underground sound proof chamber
Speaker 1: of horrors, and we got old Blue Eyes singing, fucking
Speaker 1: and Jerry Lee raising money for the asshole. So in
Speaker 1: the world of spooks, Henry Lee would be in good
Speaker 1: fucking company, as would Otis Toole, who, by the way,
Speaker 1: wouldn't even have the distinction of being the only cannibal
Speaker 1: recruited by the CIA. Oh no, no, as revealed in
Speaker 1: the Phoenix Program, which was the CIA's assassination, torture, and
Speaker 1: terror program waged against the people of Vietnam. The spooks
Speaker 1: were only too happy to employ the services of men
Speaker 1: who taught their seal comrades the secrets of the cy
Speaker 1: war campaign. That's a direct quote. So depraved were the
Speaker 1: agency recruits that some of them would actually devour their
Speaker 1: enemy's vital organs all in a day's work for America's
Speaker 1: premier intelligence agency. Out there eating their victims lung meat,
Speaker 1: fucking sashimi style, sick weirdos, freakazoids, I'm telling you anyways.
Speaker 1: Also included in the CIA rogues gallery of distinguished Alumni,
Speaker 1: according to a number of researchers, is lucas close friend
Speaker 1: Jim fucking Jones. What are we to make of Henry's
Speaker 1: profess connection to the fucking people's temple? I mean, several
Speaker 1: investigators have documented that the Jonestown massacre was not, by
Speaker 1: any means a case of mass suicide, as it was
Speaker 1: reported by the US press. It was actually a case
Speaker 1: of fucking mass murder. The guy one ees coroner, doctor
Speaker 1: c Leslie Moto, or however the fuck you say, his
Speaker 1: last name concluded that a handful of the nine hundred
Speaker 1: and thirteen victims at Jonestown died by means of suicide
Speaker 1: on that faiful day, A handful. All the rest were
Speaker 1: executed by some fucking lethal injection, some by strangulation, and
Speaker 1: some simply shot right straight through the fucking head. Dude.
Speaker 1: If those were my other options, I might just go
Speaker 1: for the kool aid unless it was great, Fuck that shit,
Speaker 1: just shoot me, But so get this shit. If Lucas
Speaker 1: was in fact at Jonestown at the time of the
Speaker 1: mass murder, he was likely doing more than just serving
Speaker 1: as the kool aid man, okay, the delivery boy. A
Speaker 1: man of Henry Lee Lucas talents would be an invaluable
Speaker 1: asset in a cleanup operation of that type. And what
Speaker 1: was being cleaned up, of course, was an MK ultra project. Yes,
Speaker 1: that's right, ladies and gentlemen, complete with vast stockpiles of drugs,
Speaker 1: sensory deprivation equipment, and a band of zombie like assassins
Speaker 1: who gunned down Congressman le O Ryan's entourage just before
Speaker 1: the massacre. This is what necessitated the cleanup operation. Henry
Speaker 1: Legit doubled down on his connection to Jim. In several
Speaker 1: years after the publication of Henry's book, journalist Mari Terry,
Speaker 1: who I think I've spoken about before, told a story
Speaker 1: with chilling parallels to the one told by Henry and
Speaker 1: otis so. What Terry wrote in The Ultimate Evil is
Speaker 1: that the murders attributed to the Son of Sam and
Speaker 1: the Manson family, as well as numerous other interconnected killings,
Speaker 1: including possibly the Zodiac murders, were not what they appeared
Speaker 1: to be point blank period. Rather than the random work
Speaker 1: of serial mass murderers, many were actually contract hits, carried
Speaker 1: out for specific purposes by an interlocking network of Satanic cults.
Speaker 1: In other words, they were professional hits, orchestrated and disguised
Speaker 1: to look like the work of yet another lone nut
Speaker 1: serial killer because they are so very very clever, and remember,
Speaker 1: that is exactly what Henry claimed his crimes to be.
Speaker 1: Terry's book has been bashed by the media countless times,
Speaker 1: mostly because he thinks that David Burkelewit's Son of Sam,
Speaker 1: had nothing to do with the planning of the killings
Speaker 1: and that he was just one of several gunmen. Basically,
Speaker 1: Burkeowitz was a Patsy who took the fall to protect
Speaker 1: the rest of the coult, particularly the members who travel
Speaker 1: in the upper strata of society, which makes one hundred
Speaker 1: percent sense to me. He's the fall guy. And what
Speaker 1: critics failed to mention in regards to Terry's book and
Speaker 1: his research is that the Queen's District Attorney reopened the
Speaker 1: Son of Sam case in nineteen seventy nine after concluding
Speaker 1: that Berkelewitz did not fucking act alone.
Speaker 2: Did you know that?
Speaker 1: Did you fucking know that? Here's a direct quote quote,
Speaker 1: I believe David Burkerwitz did not act alone. That, in fact,
Speaker 1: others did cooperate, aiding and abetting him in the commission
Speaker 1: of these crimes en quote that is the Queen's District Attorney.
Speaker 1: Among other things, the DA also pointed out, quote the
Speaker 1: sketches of the individuals the composites were at wide divergence
Speaker 1: from Brookowitz end quote. And indeed, ladies and gentlemen they were.
Speaker 1: In fact, the sketches were very, very different from one another.
Speaker 1: The NYPD sketches actually give seven different looks to the
Speaker 1: Son of Sam killer. The DA also said that quote
Speaker 1: an unusual number of people in quote who were connected
Speaker 1: to the case and who were identified by David Burkeowitz
Speaker 1: as being complicent in the crimes, are quote no longer living.
Speaker 1: David Burkowitz, by the way, had a number of interesting connections.
Speaker 1: Police found numerous telephone numbers scrawled on the walls of
Speaker 1: his apartment, including the unlisted private home numbers of prominent
Speaker 1: doctors living on Long Island. They found the number for
Speaker 1: a large scientology training center in Florida, and the number
Speaker 1: for the Montalk Golf and Racket Club, which was an
Speaker 1: exclusive country club on Long Island that lies adjacent to
Speaker 1: a closed military base. But get this shit that had
Speaker 1: been linked by researchers to ongoing mind control operations. I
Speaker 1: know that's a mouthful, but it's all going somewhere. Trust me.
Speaker 1: They found all this in his apartment, right, and they're like,
Speaker 1: but don't worry, nothing to see here, folks. So it's
Speaker 1: not like this is an isolated event either, Okay. Another
Speaker 1: case un reported by the press closely mirrors the scenario
Speaker 1: portrayed by Terry in his book about Bergowitz, complete with
Speaker 1: a patsy taking the fall for the crimes of the
Speaker 1: socially prominent and a trail of dead witnesses or accomplices,
Speaker 1: So get this shit. In nineteen ninety four, the year
Speaker 1: I was born, a farm hand named Pietro Pasani was
Speaker 1: convicted of fourteen serial killings committed in Italy's Tuscan woods.
Speaker 1: In April two thousand and one, the UK's Times reported
Speaker 1: that the case had quote returned to haunt Italy and
Speaker 1: in a new, even more sinister guise. Police and Florence
Speaker 1: have reopened the case in the light of new evidence,
Speaker 1: and the evidence suggests that while Passani may indeed have
Speaker 1: carried out the murders or some of them, the real
Speaker 1: masterminds behind the gruesome killings were a group of high
Speaker 1: society Satanists who carried out and perhaps still carry out
Speaker 1: weird rituals that are beyond belief behind the respectable facades
Speaker 1: of their Tuscan villas, led by a distinguished doctor with
Speaker 1: a sick and twisted mind end quote. This is why
Speaker 1: I say I don't like to persecute anyone for their beliefs,
Speaker 1: because I'm about to go off. Okay. I try not
Speaker 1: to be dogmatic, but these assholes believe in this shit, okay,
Speaker 1: and they wouldn't believe in it if it didn't work.
Speaker 1: These high society Satanists think about it like this. If
Speaker 1: they can get results by doing weird, sick rituals that
Speaker 1: are beyond belief, there must be a balance, an opposing
Speaker 1: positive light force. I don't care what you believe in,
Speaker 1: but you need to believe in something, because I think
Speaker 1: that's the problem in the world today. We've lost our faith,
Speaker 1: and in that we no longer know who we should
Speaker 1: fear when the shit hits the fan. You need to
Speaker 1: have some spiritual foundation under you. So figure out what
Speaker 1: that is and fucking hold on to it, or else
Speaker 1: you're leaving yourself wide open, completely vulnerable, a spiritual retard,
Speaker 1: if you will. Anyways, back to the story. In August
Speaker 1: two thousand and one, The Guardian added to this news
Speaker 1: report that I read just a second ago saying, quote
Speaker 1: police now believe that a group of between ten and
Speaker 1: twelve wealthies, sophisticated Italians orchestrated ritualized murders over the course
Speaker 1: of three decades and got away with it, allowing their
Speaker 1: careers and reputations to blossom to this day end quote.
Speaker 1: These unidentified suspects were described as quote an occult group
Speaker 1: which directed the murders in quote, now get this shit.
Speaker 1: The Times article noted that Pasani, which I could be
Speaker 1: saying this motherfucker's last name wrong, but fuck him who
Speaker 1: cares it said this quote. Pasani's conviction was overturned on
Speaker 1: an appeal, but he was about to be retried, which
Speaker 1: is possible under Italian law, when he died suddenly of
Speaker 1: a supposed heart attack end quote epstein anyone, so get this.
Speaker 1: According to the investigating magistrate on the case, Paulo Kanessa,
Speaker 1: Passani's death was definitely not due to natural causes. He
Speaker 1: literally said someone was prescribing medicine that killed rather than
Speaker 1: cured Pasani. And Pasani's defense attorney has said that evidence
Speaker 1: at the scene suggested that Pasani had been dragged by
Speaker 1: his feet after death. Sounds like a heart attack to me,
Speaker 1: cause you know, after you have a heart attack, your
Speaker 1: body usually drags itself around, like weekend at fucking Bernie's,
Speaker 1: dancing to conga music and shit. So, of course, the
Speaker 1: most obvious explanation is that old Pasani was eliminated lest
Speaker 1: he revealed the real monster or monsters in this scenario.
Speaker 1: And wouldn't you know, a number of other suspicious deaths
Speaker 1: surrounded this case. And because this came out of Italy,
Speaker 1: a lot of these names I couldn't pronounce on my
Speaker 1: best day, but I'm gonna give it a try. So
Speaker 1: there was this person Renetto Mala Testa, Mala Testito, Maltatisto,
Speaker 1: who was fucking a close friend of Pisani's, and he
Speaker 1: was found hanging in a stable with his feet still
Speaker 1: resting on the ground. And Maltatisto's daughter, Milva was found
Speaker 1: dead with her three year old son burnt up in
Speaker 1: a fucking Fiat. Another burnt out car was found containing
Speaker 1: the body of Milva Miltisto's lover, who was a guy Francesco.
Speaker 1: So I guess that's how they do it in Italy,
Speaker 1: running around turning people into post toasties. So investigators eventually
Speaker 1: came to the realization that a large network of people
Speaker 1: were involved in the killings, and investigators said they all
Speaker 1: took orders from one person who then took part himself
Speaker 1: in the actual killings and mutilations. Investigators also believed the
Speaker 1: female body parts, namely the left breast and the genitals,
Speaker 1: were used in black masses at night in remote Tuscan farmhouses.
Speaker 1: It reminds me of the Black Dahalia, which I think
Speaker 1: I covered in Laurel Canyon Part three. Maybe I'll touch
Speaker 1: on it later in this series as a refresher, because
Speaker 1: it keeps shit like this keeps coming up that reminds
Speaker 1: me of it. But anyways, the authorities start going after
Speaker 1: all these people who they think may be connected to
Speaker 1: this murdering Chef boyar d cult, okay, And one of
Speaker 1: them was this mystery woman who they thought could be
Speaker 1: a member of doctor Chef Boyardi's cult, who actually had
Speaker 1: beat up Pasani's fucking wife and I guess had knocked
Speaker 1: her out with sleeping pills and did some shit to
Speaker 1: her at their house. But also sought out was an
Speaker 1: artist who Pasani worked for as a gardener. And this
Speaker 1: fucking artist guy's home was found to contain incriminating evidence
Speaker 1: and he disappeared just days before the trial began, and
Speaker 1: he was believed to be hiding out in of all places, Belgium,
Speaker 1: paying a visit to the beast. Was he so By September,
Speaker 1: more of the cover up was unraveling. The Observer actually
Speaker 1: dropped a bombshell because they said, quote the Monster of
Speaker 1: Florence may have been a satanic sect bankrolled by the
Speaker 1: secret Service end quote, and suspects by then included a doctor, ambassador,
Speaker 1: and this artist guy. And by this point Pisani's death
Speaker 1: was actually being treated as a murder, and questions were
Speaker 1: being raised about his unexplained wealth, which included two houses
Speaker 1: and more than seventy five thousand dollars in cold hard cash.
Speaker 1: He might have been a mini blind installer, though I've
Speaker 1: heard you can make bank on that. Just ask Frank
Speaker 1: Fuster in his countrywalk babysitting service. So the investigating magistrate
Speaker 1: on the case, who received death threats, said that the
Speaker 1: monster of Florence was not Passani, but rather a cultured
Speaker 1: de man of great professional success, esteemed and powerful, but
Speaker 1: with psychopathic hidden impulses end quote. It makes you wonder
Speaker 1: how many juckals and hides there are in so called
Speaker 1: civilized cities, even in fucking France. You can't escape this shit.
Speaker 1: It's everywhere. There's this other civilized quote unquote city in
Speaker 1: France that I can't pronounce because there's like x's and
Speaker 1: shit in it. And you know how that shit goes?
Speaker 1: Is it? Uh aao, fuck it. I'm not even gonna try,
Speaker 1: but anyways. In late March two thousand and two, a
Speaker 1: brief report by correspondent John Henley said this quote. The
Speaker 1: French justice ministry took disciplinary action yesterday against three prosecutors
Speaker 1: involved in the case of an alleged serial killer who
Speaker 1: escaped prosecution for more than twenty years. The Justice Minister
Speaker 1: Marelise Lebranchu sacked one prosecutor, Daniel Delistinicus Stilovic, and another,
Speaker 1: Jacques Kazal, from his post in the Paris Public Prosecutor's office,
Speaker 1: for their negligence in the case of Emil Luis. A third,
Speaker 1: retired prosecutor, Renee Meyer, was stripped of his honorary title.
Speaker 1: All three magistrates worked in the northern Burgundy city of
Speaker 1: I guess is what it's called in the nineteen eighties
Speaker 1: and nineteen nineties, and were found guilty by a disciplinary
Speaker 1: panel of a range of serious errors, including lack of
Speaker 1: professional honor. In quote, these French names, I mean, they suck, okay,
Speaker 1: and it makes me angry. Why do they need to
Speaker 1: put x's and shit in there, and fucking cues and
Speaker 1: fucking s's and shit that you don't pronounce. Just leave
Speaker 1: it out, okay? But so what I'm gathering from that
Speaker 1: article is that three prosecutors were involved in fucking covering
Speaker 1: up some shit with a serial killer named Emil Louis,
Speaker 1: and they were stripped of like their titles and shit.
Speaker 1: So what's all that about? Okay, let me tell you.
Speaker 1: Fifteen months before that fucking report, Emil Louis had confessed
Speaker 1: to murdering seven mentally handicapped women who had disappeared without
Speaker 1: a trace between nineteen seventy seven and nineteen seventy nine,
Speaker 1: but he had subsequently withdrawn his confession and said that
Speaker 1: the girls had been abused, abducted, and finally killed by
Speaker 1: a ring of high ranking local men, and not by him. Now,
Speaker 1: at the time of the women's disappearances, investigations had been
Speaker 1: dropped and the missing women were just listed as runaways.
Speaker 1: It wasn't until fucking more than two decades later, following
Speaker 1: fucking Louie's confession, that a serious inquiry was made into
Speaker 1: the fate of these handicapped ladies, and that inquiry led
Speaker 1: to even more disturbing discoveries. So here's another report from
Speaker 1: the Guardian quote the chief prosecutor in Oxyar, France, Suzanne Lequeue,
Speaker 1: said late last year that almost all the inquiries into
Speaker 1: the cases of about thirty young women who vanished in
Speaker 1: Burgundy over the past thirty years had been either mysteriously
Speaker 1: shelved or deliberately mishandled. Moreover, the files relating to most
Speaker 1: of the criminal inquiries shelved in oxy Ear between nineteen
Speaker 1: fifty eight and nineteen eighty two, including seventeen missing young women,
Speaker 1: had been either stolen or destroyed. In a dozen post
Speaker 1: nineteen eighty two inquiries involving missing young women for which
Speaker 1: the files still remained had all been inexplicably dropped. Lawyers
Speaker 1: for victims' families are talking of a sex ring which abducted, raped,
Speaker 1: and murdered up to thirty girls in the nineteen seventies
Speaker 1: and eighties and was powerful enough to stifle any subsequent investigation.
Speaker 1: A full inquiry into what may prove to be the
Speaker 1: biggest cover up in French legal history is underway. End quote.
Speaker 1: That's pretty heavy. So in July two thousand and two,
Speaker 1: the Monster of Florence case was in the news once
Speaker 1: again because a series of mutilated corpses were turning up
Speaker 1: and there were indications that these crimes committed against the
Speaker 1: corpses were linked to the case. The first corpse had
Speaker 1: been discovered the previous month on the summer solstice, and
Speaker 1: a report in the Sunday Herald indicated that the satanic
Speaker 1: rites performed in conjunction with the Monster of Florence killings
Speaker 1: had been conducted at a senior citizens' home where Pasani
Speaker 1: had once worked as a fucking gardener. Not the old people.
Speaker 1: Can we not leave me ma out of this? Okay?
Speaker 1: But so some of the mutilated corpses surfacing in the
Speaker 1: summer of two thousand and two were also connected to
Speaker 1: this fucking nursing home. Also revealed in a news report
Speaker 1: was that in two thousand and one, the police had
Speaker 1: raided the home of this fucking psychiatrist guy for the
Speaker 1: French secret services. And in nineteen ninety two, this fucking
Speaker 1: psychiatrist authored a book that alluded to evidence in the
Speaker 1: monster case that was not uncovered by investigators until a
Speaker 1: fucking decade later. So what was he on? They also
Speaker 1: rated the home of a fucking guy named Francisco Bruno
Speaker 1: who was a criminologist and a TV talk show host,
Speaker 1: And so what was he on? And what else is
Speaker 1: crazy is that Francisco Bruno's name was on one of
Speaker 1: the fucking prescriptions that killed Pasani. And then the police
Speaker 1: issued a news blackout on the ongoing investigation, so they
Speaker 1: couldn't even report on any additional information that may have
Speaker 1: been important to the case, which seems really shady. But
Speaker 1: what we can gather though, based on the evidence that
Speaker 1: had surfaced, is that Pasani was probably the fucking fall
Speaker 1: guy for a cult of very powerful individuals. And in
Speaker 1: May two thousand and three, a report broke out that
Speaker 1: convicted French serial killer Patrice Allegra was quote not the
Speaker 1: lone psychopath he was made out to be at his
Speaker 1: trial last year end quote, according to the sworn statements
Speaker 1: of former prostitutes. Here is a quote from one of
Speaker 1: the articles on it. Quote. He is alleged to have
Speaker 1: acted for most of the nineteen nineties as the leader
Speaker 1: of a sato masochistic sex ring, supplying women and drugs
Speaker 1: for debauched and at times violent evenings frequented by senior policemen, judges, businessmen,
Speaker 1: sports personalities, and politicians. End quote. And other allegations involved
Speaker 1: quote slavery, sato masochism, rapes, sex with minors, drug dealings,
Speaker 1: and appalling brutality, all in the heart of the government
Speaker 1: of one of France's most historic and most civilized cities
Speaker 1: in quote. And it turns out that he was involved
Speaker 1: with all these policemen and judges and politicians, and it
Speaker 1: was all, you know, same al same Aul's crap and
Speaker 1: basically on some eyes wide shut, French toast style ass shit.
Speaker 1: And as it turns out, fucking the police ended up
Speaker 1: being under fire, fucking scrambling to explain why many of
Speaker 1: Patrice's murder victims had been officially listed as suicides. Fucking
Speaker 1: scandalous ass shit. And so what happened, Well, they covered
Speaker 1: it all up. It got swept under the rug, just
Speaker 1: like a lot of these cases, which I mean, and
Speaker 1: nothing ever came of it. Frustrating, isn't it. These people walk,
Speaker 1: they're out and about on the streets. The story ends
Speaker 1: with the bad guys getting away with it. It is
Speaker 1: the most frustrating thing I have ever had to research
Speaker 1: this shit for, like these mini series. It is absolutely
Speaker 1: so frustrating. I've talked to my brother about this before, actually,
Speaker 1: like how do you get people to wake up to
Speaker 1: this reality? And I was thinking about it and I
Speaker 1: want to actually make a movie. Just humor me for
Speaker 1: a second. The movie starts out with a person like
Speaker 1: Mark Dutroux, with a person like Pasani, with a person
Speaker 1: like Patreseh you know, John Wayne Gacy, if you will,
Speaker 1: just a disgusting, like pedophiling, just absolutely the grossest individual
Speaker 1: you can imagine, right, And it shows him kind of
Speaker 1: like burying bodies or something at the beginning of the movie.
Speaker 1: And he's fat, and he fucking danks and he looks
Speaker 1: like he's got fucking the worst bo fish nuts you've
Speaker 1: ever smelled. And he's all fucking disheveled and nasty. And
Speaker 1: he goes into a gas station and he's getting a
Speaker 1: lottery ticket and he ends up getting the winning lottery ticket,
Speaker 1: this petal, raping piece of garbage shit, and he's scratching
Speaker 1: the ticket and he finds out he wins the Mega
Speaker 1: millions or some shit like that, and he's like all
Speaker 1: excited and shit, and he thinks he goes to stuff
Speaker 1: into his back pocket and the wind catches it and
Speaker 1: it fucking blows through the air and it fucking winds
Speaker 1: up on the side of a street and a gutter somewhere,
Speaker 1: and there's this little family out taking a long walk
Speaker 1: through the park and they see this lottery ticket and
Speaker 1: it's shoved into the gutter and the dad picks it up,
Speaker 1: and the mom's all like, what's that, honey, and the
Speaker 1: fucking there's a little kid with fucking cancer and fucking
Speaker 1: leukemia and shit. And the dad's like, oh, my god, look, honey,
Speaker 1: we won the Mega millions. We got to catch this
Speaker 1: lottery ticket in And then they go back to the
Speaker 1: house and they're all excited because they just won the
Speaker 1: lottery and you're like, oh, that's so great because the
Speaker 1: kids got cancer and they seem like a real nice family.
Speaker 1: At least it went to somebody who deserved it. And
Speaker 1: then at some point they lose the ticket, like the
Speaker 1: dad puts it in his jean pocket and there's a
Speaker 1: hole in it, and the ticket boom, and we have
Speaker 1: another wind blown moment, and it gets lodged in the
Speaker 1: windshield wiper of a dude's car, right, And it's this
Speaker 1: real depressed guy who's getting counseling and on medication because
Speaker 1: he lost his wife and his kids in a car
Speaker 1: accident and he's barely holding on to the semblance of
Speaker 1: life that he has left and he pulls the ticket
Speaker 1: out of his windshield wiper and he's like, oh my god,
Speaker 1: I won the Mega million, So I'm feeling so much
Speaker 1: better about life now. And you get all excited because
Speaker 1: you're like, oh, well, it would have been cool if
Speaker 1: the kid would cancer got the ticket, but at least
Speaker 1: this guy really wanted it. And then fucking something happens
Speaker 1: and he loses the ticket and it ends up caught
Speaker 1: in like the side of a Target shopping buggy, and
Speaker 1: this single mom whose husband died as a firefighter with
Speaker 1: three kids. Fucking she gets the Target buggy with the
Speaker 1: ticket on it, and you're like, oh my god, Well,
Speaker 1: at least I guess she deserves it, right, she deserves
Speaker 1: the Mega million. She's a single mom. You know, her
Speaker 1: husband died doing this heroic act and she's got to
Speaker 1: take care of these kids. At least she's got it.
Speaker 1: And then she takes that, she puts it in her purse,
Speaker 1: she does her shopping everything, she gets back in the car,
Speaker 1: she's driving home. She's got her three kids in the
Speaker 1: back of the car, and you know, they're listening to
Speaker 1: karm a Chameleon and it's great, and then boom, another
Speaker 1: car smashes into him. The kids go flying out the window.
Speaker 1: She busts her head on the steering wheel, and they're
Speaker 1: all dead. And the ticket in the disheveled you know,
Speaker 1: the car, you know, rolled a couple of times. Their
Speaker 1: purse went flying, and the ticket ends up right back
Speaker 1: in the gutter where it was at the beginning of
Speaker 1: the movie, but it had rained, and now it's got
Speaker 1: a little current system going on, and the ticket floats
Speaker 1: all the way back down to the park in the
Speaker 1: gutter from the beginning of the movie, and the fucking
Speaker 1: peto guy walks up, sees it in the gutter, picks
Speaker 1: it up, realizes it was his ticket, takes it, cashes
Speaker 1: it in. Now he's a millionaire. Why do I want
Speaker 1: to make a movie like this, because that's the reality
Speaker 1: the fucking devils in this plane of existence we're living in,
Speaker 1: they're getting away with it. There is no dark night
Speaker 1: of the soul journey we're going through. There is no
Speaker 1: character arc, There is no transformative caterpillar cocoon happy ending
Speaker 1: to this story. For ninety nine percent of the victims
Speaker 1: of these sadistic fucks, there is no justice, There is
Speaker 1: no closure. No bad guys are paying for their crimes.
Speaker 1: You know, people would leave the theater after seeing my
Speaker 1: movie so disappointed and upset because we've been conditioned to
Speaker 1: believe there will always be a happy ending resolution. But
Speaker 1: guess what, sometimes there's fucking not. I'm not trying to
Speaker 1: blackpill you, but that's the reality. And that's why I'm
Speaker 1: so passionate about researching and presenting this information, because at
Speaker 1: least you can be aware and be an advocate for
Speaker 1: your children and for the truth. But before we wrap up, though,
Speaker 1: I kind of want to touch on Henry Lee again
Speaker 1: and add some info to the part one of this series. So,
Speaker 1: Henry Lee Lucas's story, fucking as bizarre as it may
Speaker 1: initially appear to be, is not without precedents or parallels
Speaker 1: other events that have transpired since Henry first began telling
Speaker 1: his tales of the Hand of Death cult that lend
Speaker 1: further credence to various aspects of his story. For example,
Speaker 1: the Finder's case discussed in Uncle Sam Part four showed
Speaker 1: us that there are in fact, coordinated efforts by networks
Speaker 1: of individuals to transport abducted children to clandestine locations in Mexico.
Speaker 1: We learned that in Uncle Sam Part four. Of course,
Speaker 1: Henry could have just been making lucky guesses when he
Speaker 1: talked about the networks of Satanic cults, running murder for
Speaker 1: higher operations, and child abduction rings specifically in Mexico. And
Speaker 1: there could possibly be nothing to the fact that Otis Toole,
Speaker 1: who was convicted in the state of Florida, shared with
Speaker 1: Henry the fate of having his death sentence commuted. It
Speaker 1: could just all be a coincidence. You know. It's just
Speaker 1: so odd, though, since Florida is a state that is
Speaker 1: so overly eager in its application of the fucking death penalty.
Speaker 1: But I guess not eager enough to execute the likes
Speaker 1: of murdering Forrest Gump ass bitches like Otis Toole and
Speaker 1: Henry Lee Lucas. Anyways, it's interesting that both of these
Speaker 1: men had their death sentences set aside in a state
Speaker 1: that was, until January two thousand and one ran by
Speaker 1: a member of the Bush family. Why were they being
Speaker 1: protected from on high? These things just don't add up,
Speaker 1: or do they? But so, I also want to talk
Speaker 1: to you about the case of the railroad killer Rafael
Speaker 1: Recindez Ramirez. Let me put your game okay. On July thirteenth,
Speaker 1: nineteen ninety nine, Ramirez was reported to have walked across
Speaker 1: a bridge from Warez, Mexico into al Paso, Texas and
Speaker 1: turned himself in. And now, at the time, he was
Speaker 1: wanted for a string of nine serial killings. In just
Speaker 1: like the circumstances surrounding Henry Lee's final arrest, fucking Ramirez
Speaker 1: had been taken into custodies several weeks prior by the
Speaker 1: US Border Patrol, only to be released. Despite his presence
Speaker 1: on the fucking FBI Most Wanted list, and despite the
Speaker 1: issuing of alerts to the Immigration Service, and despite the
Speaker 1: fact that a nationwide manhunt was underway for his ass
Speaker 1: they let him walk out the door. Between his detainment
Speaker 1: and his surrender, Ramirez claimed four more victims. Apparently he
Speaker 1: still had a little work left to complete. Then out
Speaker 1: of nowhere, Ramirez made the fucking incomprehensible decision to surrender
Speaker 1: to Texas authorities. He crossed the border into Texas, fucking
Speaker 1: left the whole country with no death penalty to enter
Speaker 1: into the execution capital of the Western world. Make it
Speaker 1: make sense to me? Does that make any type of
Speaker 1: sense to you me? Either? So, the Los Angeles Times,
Speaker 1: reporting on his fucking surrender, said he was quote adamant
Speaker 1: that he wanted to surrender to a Texas ranger end quote,
Speaker 1: and he had not requested an attorney and was cooperating
Speaker 1: with detectives. And in that same article it's said that
Speaker 1: authorities said Ramirez is strikingly intelligent. Strikingly intelligent, not based
Speaker 1: on the actions he took on July thirteenth, nineteen ninety nine.
Speaker 1: Seems to me he was about as intelligent as fucking
Speaker 1: Lloyd Christmas. But then again, maybe Ramirez knew a little
Speaker 1: something about the Texas criminal justice system that the rest
Speaker 1: of us don't. You know. It's crazy though. Henry Lee
Speaker 1: Lucas was said to be completely fascinated by this Ramirez
Speaker 1: case while the man hunt was underway. He told the
Speaker 1: Houston Post quote, I follow his case on the TV,
Speaker 1: and I'd very much like to meet him end quote.
Speaker 1: They probably would have a lot to talk about. They
Speaker 1: should set him up a date to go bowling and
Speaker 1: fucking share a happiness. Anyways. Ramirez, by the way, was
Speaker 1: born in Madam Morros, Mexico, and according to his mother,
Speaker 1: was raised there outside of the home by non family members.
Speaker 1: So who the fuck was raising old Ramirez. Here's some
Speaker 1: quotes from this shit stack to wrap us up. Quote.
Speaker 1: At some time, I have started to hear funny voices,
Speaker 1: like a person calling me, but no one calling me.
Speaker 1: End quote. Raphael read Sindez Ramirez, in a letter to
Speaker 1: a reporter in Houston following his surrender to authority, said
Speaker 1: he was here in fucking voices. Then here's another quote. Quote,
Speaker 1: can I tell you who I really am? With all
Speaker 1: the secrecy that's in the family, I only have one
Speaker 1: purpose in life, and that's to express some of my
Speaker 1: views and some of the views I have been in directed.
Speaker 1: Anything that can put down Christianity, anything that can put
Speaker 1: down democracy, anything that can put down freedom. End quote
Speaker 1: Raphael Rescindas Ramirez, delivering his closing argument to a jury
Speaker 1: in Saint Louis, March nineteen eighty nine. So we touched
Speaker 1: on quite a bit of information in this part two segment,
Speaker 1: and we, of course, as usual, I probably don't even
Speaker 1: need to tell you are gonna go even harder in
Speaker 1: the paint in Program to kill Part three. Thank you
Speaker 1: all so much for riding along with me on this one.
Speaker 1: I hope you learned a lot of information. And had
Speaker 1: a great time. But before we go, there is one
Speaker 1: very important vital piece of information I need you to
Speaker 1: learn just as soon as humanly possible. Oh well, that's
Speaker 1: a lie.
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