Posts Tagged ‘ Jeffrey Dahmer ’

Why he killed Dahmer.

I am calling bs on this. Everything else I have heard about Dahmer and his time in prison contradicts what Scarver claims.

Christopher Scarver — who fatally beat the serial killer and another inmate in 1994 — said he grew to despise Dahmer because he would fashion severed limbs out of prison food to taunt the other inmates.

He’d drizzle on packets of ketchup as blood.

It was very unnerving.

“He would put them in places where people would be,” Scarver, 45, recalled in a low, gravelly voice.

“He crossed the line with some people — prisoners, prison staff. Some people who are in prison are repentant — but he was not one of them.”

Scarver, who arrived at Wisconsin’s Columbia Correctional Institution around the same time as Dahmer in 1992, knew right away to keep a safe distance from the serial killer.

Scarver said the madman had a personal escort of at least one guard at all times when he was out of his cell because of his friction with other inmates.

“I saw heated interactions between [Dahmer] and other prisoners from time to time,” Scarver said, adding that he didn’t think much of Dahmer.”

http://nypost.com/2015/04/28/meet-the-prisoner-who-murdered-killer-cannibal-jeffrey-dahmer/

Now She Has a Name; Heidi Balch

Now She Has a Name: When a Serial Killer Visited My Small Town

Until the day the golfer spotted a dismembered head in the cool waters of Stony Brook, the scariest beast in Hopewell was the New Jersey Devil. As elementary school students, we were shown videos of the Devil rampaging flocks of sheep and terrorizing farmers in the Pine Barrens. This was frightening, to be sure, but the Pine Barrens were several hours by car southeast of Hopewell (pop. 2200) and the videos never showed the Devil’s face owing to budgeting constraints, as the filmmakers could not afford any special effects. Plus we had a professional hockey team named after him — the Devils — and they were an inspiration to young children, not a menace.

I remember receiving the news about the head late one night in a house in the Sourland Mountains in 1989. My friend George and I were locked in a fierce battle of Nintendo Ice Hockey, the chief variables of the game being to decide whether to choose a slow, plump player, who could shoot the puck hard and check anything in his path; a skinny player who was extremely lithe but who had a weak shot and could be easily bumped off his skates; or a medium-sized player who was a compromise between the other two body types. It was an addictive formula, and one that Nintendo continues to exploit in its games today. Anyway, we were engrossed in this battle when George’s parents mounted the stairs and solemnly told us that a severed head had been found in a creek by the Hopewell Valley Golf Club, and added that they had locked the doors and we’d been up late enough playing-your-games-and-you-should-get-some-sleep.

We did not sleep that night, of course. The thought of a head without its body was something that had never occurred to us, and we were old enough, about 10, to know that someone had killed this body before lopping off its head. We consoled ourselves, as our world views splintered and cracked, by watching The Ultimate Warrior thrash his opponents on the World Wrestling Federation until the sun pried open our dreary eyelids.

The local news followed the story of the severed head closely, and blood tests eventually revealed that it contained the AIDS virus. In 1989, AIDS was associated with two things, gays and blacks, and we believed you could contract it by cutting your head on metal and that the symptom was a long white hair on your tongue and throat. This only compounded our sense of terror: a dismembered head with a misunderstood virus.

The place where the head had been found was more bizarre, the seventh hole of an idyllic golf club. My family didn’t belong to the club, but I had been there with friends to swim in the pool, which had a deep-end colored a malevolent blue, so bottomless were its waters, and lifeguards that sneered as they twirled their whistles around their fingers. In my memories, the swimming pool is always sun-dappled and solar flared — enough to please J.J. Abrams — because we only went swimming on sunny days. Hopewell was a small town, and safe and complacent with its five churches, its family-owned deli, sport hunting shop, and pharmacy. It had once been a hotbed of the Ku Klux Klan, and before that a scene of fierce resistance during the Revolutionary War. Charles Lindbergh’s baby had been kidnapped from a second story window, and then discarded in the woods just outside town, but by the late 1980s Hopewell had become a desirable backwater with its ample green spaces, acres of woods, pristine creeks, Harvest Festival, and Memorial Day parade, where kids of all colors could roam freely without fear. We would ride our Huffies and Schwinns by the golf course, right over the spot where Stony Brook, the stream in which the head had been found, dipped beneath the road.

As time went on, and the head was never claimed, rumors began to circulate, and always seemed to end in one of two possibilities: the Mafia or a serial killer had done it. Serial killers were, of course, far scarier to a 10 year old than the Mafia. Unlike the Mafia, which (television had us believe) followed a moral code, serial killers were imbued with their own unique compass. As a kid, my main concern was to find out how many other killers were out there, because that would promote my survival. My parents reassured me that we were safe — what else could you say to a child about such a thing? — and I would believe them until the sun went down and our home filled with shadows. But there were deeper questions, too: Why hadn’t anyone noticed that a head was missing? Wasn’t the family looking for the head? The thought that no family member cared enough about this person’s head to claim it back was even more terrifying. If your family can’t search for your missing head, then what good are they, in the end?

Most of my questions about the head were fed by what my parents called “an active imagination,” but in hindsight the threats were never were too far away. While vacationing at my grandparents’ cabin in Wisconsin, my mom hid an ax under the bed because the bodies of slaughtered children had been turning up in the woods, before Jeffrey Dahmer had been caught; my best friend in Hopewell had once lived in Arkansas down the street from the mother of John Wayne Gacy, a serial killer who had apparently visited her regularly as my friend rode his bigwheel tricycle down the street.

Much later, working with asylum seekers in South Africa, I regularly met men and women from the Democratic Republic of Congo who fled war-torn areas where roving militias dismembered the bodies of civilian victims. The difference was that the practice was fed by a heady mix of psychotropic drugs, psychological warfare, and perverted interpretations of animist traditions. The scale of such murders was terrifying, but there were reasons in place. It was war and the militias feared the spirits of their victims. There was a certain logic.

As a Nigerian-American, I’ve also become accustomed to a few stereotypes, most of which revolve around Nigerian email scams, but also the selling of body parts. Not just internal organs, but arms, legs, feet, little fingers. (Just watch the South African film District 9, and you’ll see Nigerians who get off on dismembering people and also having sex with aliens from outerspace.) But again, there is a sort of reasoning to that illicit traffic. The bodies for these occult rituals are sliced apart for spiritual purposes, not as ends unto themselves.

Last week, after a 24-year search for more information about the head, the New Jersey State Police finally discovered the identity of the victim. She was a prostitute who had changed her name no less than 15 times, and she was identified by DNA tests that matched her with her aunt, who had filed a missing persons report with the police in 2001. Her name was Heidi Balch. She is believed to have been the first victim killed by Joel Rifkin, who confessed to murdering someone with the name of one of her aliases in 1993, and who had been sentenced to 200 years in prison after killing 17 prostitutes on a rampage. Rifkin claimed to have begun murdering prostitutes because he had contracted AIDS from one.

The HIV virus was the main character of South African author Kgebetli Moele’s 2009 novel The Book of the Dead, and the protagonist moved from victim to victim boasting of its conquests. It was not Moele’s best book — that would be Room 207, a must read — but it was chilling to read how the virus thrived on intimacy and broken relationships. Revenge was never the point of the virus in that story: it lived only for the sake of living. Rifkin, by contrast, claimed to be butchering for revenge and not for pleasure. In this, the fictional virus holds the moral upperhand, for it doesn’t pretend to be serving some larger purpose.

Like science fiction, serial killers twist our values on their head and allow us to reflect back on ourselves — What would happen if our planet had two suns instead of one? Or if we communicated through telepathy? — and, in the case of serial killers — what if you didn’t care if you killed someone? Or took pleasure in the killing? Serial killers are big business. Their psychological profiles and crafty, nefarious plotting can be patiently examined in a television series like Dexter or Bates Motel and people will watch them.

Only after I read the news about the discovery did I realize how long I had suppressed even thinking about the murder. For two decades, I now realized, I had been holding my breath as we drove along the road past the golf course; and all that time the head loomed spectral and ghoulish in the crenellations of my mind.

The New Jersey State Police managed to trace Heidi Balch’s identity by searching records of prostitution offenses at the time. If my consciousness was first shattered in 1989 when they found the head, it was this fact that shattered it again. Heidi Balch was killed because she had been pushed, by will or by circumstance, to the margins of our society to the extent that her very livelihood was a criminal act. Rifkin, Dahmer, and Gacy preyed on the weak and marginalized. It’s hard to imagine a sober conversation about legalizing prostitution in America today or empowering sex workers with rights, especially when abortion laws are becoming still more restrictive. Heidi Balch was unclaimed and nameless for 24 years. Now we know her name, but if she were alive today what would prevent us from forgetting her again?

Again we see how far the ripples of a killer reach into society. How it touches kids and parents and how and what they do.

Dahmer’s Killer Looking for a Book Deal

According to TMZ a representive for Christopher Scarver has been contacting book publishers. He wants to write a tell all book! ?

Christopher Scarver

 Christopher Scarver is the prisoner that beat Jeff Dahmer and Jesse Anderson (killed his wife) to death in 1994 using a broom in the bathroom / locker room. Scarver was in prison at the time for killing a co-worker.

From Wikipedia:

On June 1, 1990, he (Scarver) went to the training program office, expecting to find only the site manager John P. Feyen there, but saw Steve Lohman, the supervisor who had replaced Patts. Scarver ordered Lohman at gunpoint to give him his money. When he received only $15, Scarver shot Lohman in the head. At the same time, he demanded money from Feyen. According to authorities, Scarver said, “Do you think I’m kidding, Mr. Hitler? I need more money.” Scarver shot Lohman twice more before Feyen was able to run away after giving a check for $3,000 to Scarver.

Scarver says that in his book he will:

  • explain why he beat Jeffrey Dahmer to death.
  • share information on all of the “sick, sadistic mind games and practical jokes” Dahmer supposedly played on prison officials and other prisoners during his time in prison.
  • will devulge Jeffery’s last words as he was beaten to death.
  • also wants to share all of the life lessons that he has learned.

This is the first that I have heard of Jeffrey Dahmer playing games or being sadistic after being arrested. I even did a bit of research to see if there were any other reports of that and I found nothing. Jeffrey did get baptised and supposedly became a good christian in prison so maybe that is what Scarver is talking about. (Scarver told officials that basically he killed them because he was on a mission from God. It would fit in with his insanity plea.)

Most people forget that Scarver beat two men to death that day. Also, very few remember (know) why he was in there in first place.

As to why he beat them to death he wanted to be famous is my guess. Here is what he originally told prison guards.

When he returned to his cell early, an officer asked him why he was not still working. He explained “God told me to do it. You will hear about it on the 6 o’clock news. Jesse Anderson and Jeffrey Dahmer are dead.”  -Wikipedia

Investigators at the prison said Scarver told them that, in killing Dahmer and Anderson, he “was simply submitting to the will of God and that he was simply a tool used by the spirit,” they wrote.

 

According to the New York Times, Scarver said the voices — a family, including a woman, a man, a little girl and a boy — had told him “everything was going to be all right and it was meant to happen like this.”

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Personally I think he was trying for a psycho defense with all the fame and glory that comes from killing a serial killer.
 
Some people have tried to make Scarver into some kind of hero for killing Dahmer, Scarver is far from a ‘good guy’ or a hero of any sort.  I hope that this book does somehow glorify him.
 
 
 
 

An Interesting Video About Serial Killers

Tracy Edwards Gets Prison Sentence

Tracy Edwards, the man who two decades ago helped police capture one of the nation’s most notorious serial killers Jeffrey Dahmer, was sentenced to prison on Monday for involvement in a fight that led to the death of a homeless man.

A Milwaukee County Circuit Court judge sentenced Edwards to one and a half years in prison and two years of extended supervision after the 52-year-old pleaded guilty to aiding a felon.

Edwards and two other homeless men were involved in an argument on July 26, and one of the men fell from a bridge into the Milwaukee River and drowned.

The other homeless man, Timothy Carr, 45, was sentenced to four years in prison and five years extended supervision last week after pleading guilty to recklessly endangering the victim.

Carr is a convicted felon after pleading guilty to a drug charge in 2006.

Twenty years ago, Milwaukee police found Edwards, half naked and partially handcuffed, in the street near Dahmer’s apartment. Edwards told police he had just escaped Dahmer’s apartment and led them back there.

Police arrested Dahmer that evening after finding body parts in his refrigerator and human remains throughout his apartment.

Dahmer, who is believed to have raped, killed and dismembered as many as 17 boys and men, often having sex with their remains before eating them, was later convicted of 15 murders. Dahmer died in prison in 1994.

Edwards, according to court records, has had several run-ins with the law involving drugs over the years.

Article 

 

Are Parents to Blame

I read an article / review on the movie We Need to Talk About Kevin and it got me wondering. How much blame should society and does society place on the parents of monsters?

Eva  has been emotionally made empty. Her teen son Kevin went on a well-planned and executed high school killing rampage. Forced to still live in the community shattered by the massacre so she can visit Kevin in jail, she is a pariah.

The question of guilt – are the parents guilty when their children turn into serial killers? Should we blame them? Six months after the Columbine Massacre, polls showed 85 percent of Americans held the parents responsible for the shooters’ acts.

Just like Joyce Flint, Jeffrey Dahmer’s mother, Eva is condemned as a “Monster Maker”.

Eva leads a solitary life in a small run-down house. Like Joyce Flint after Dahmer’s arrest, no one will hire Eva. Finally she lands a job in a travel agency, but her co-workers refuse to even look at her. As Eva relives everything that happened, we go back through her horrifying ordeal to the beginning.

Eva was a free spirit travelling around the world in a hippie idealistic way. She married Franklin  and they moved into a New York City downtown loft. In a foreshadowing of what will come, having a child does not look to be a joyous event for Eva. We see her in the hospital room immediately after the birth. She is frozen. She is empty of feeling.

Eva cannot bond with her baby. He cries constantly. Eva can offer the baby no comfort. Kevin exhausts her with his crying.

“Mommy was happy before Kevin came along.”

Eva and Franklin move to a large suburban house with Kevin. Eva stays home trying to teach the toddler, who refuses to speak.

Kevin does not wear pants, only a diaper. He refuses to be toilet trained as he becomes older. He delights in making his mother change his feces-soiled diapers. He is cruel and verbally abusive to Eva and destroys her “room of her own” that she has lovingly decorated. In a fury, she pushes him, injuring his arm. At the hospital, Kevin lies for his mother. Now, whenever he wants something, he strokes his arm. He’s got Eva guilt-ridden and frightened.

Kevin forms a loving bond with his father to spite his mother.

Eva and Franklin need to talk about Kevin. But they never do.

Much more here 

The Original Book

I have said before that a serial / spree killer has many more victims than most realize. The ripple effect of these crimes affects so many, including the killer’s family.

Imagine being Ted Bundy’s mom for a minute. Or Dennis Rader’s kid or wife. How many times have they been asked how did they not know, how does it feel to have lived with a monster, what was he really like? Accusations, insensitive comments and the fact that you now have to live knowing that you loved a “monster”.

That seems to be what this book and movie are about. I admit I have not read the book (I am going to Kindle it soon though) and I have not seen the movie but I plan on doing both. Even without seeing them the questions stir.

Do we hold the families to blame? Should we? How much blame should be placed on the families?

I am very sympathetic to most of the families of the monsters. There are a few cases that I think the parents dropped the ball but when you boil it down to the bones it is the killer who is to blame for their own actions, no one else.

I have met many people who came from horrid families and upbringings that grow into wonderful adults. I have known abused children who grow up to help others in many ways. Somewhere these people make the choice to be positive, good people.

I believe that the killers make the choice to kill. No matter how they were raised they are the only ones that can stop themselves. The killers are the only ones that can start killing.

Even if Johnny the Homicidal Maniac had gotten a few more hugs and cookies while growing up he’d still have went on to be a killer.

In the case of teens I do look towards the parents a little bit more. Not so much to blame for the killing but to see how much could have been prevented.

In the Columbine Massacre Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold were building bombs and stockpiling weapons in their parent’s homes. Other people had come to the parents with concerns and the two had been in some trouble before. The parents ignored red flags. The parents were not abusive but they obviously did not pay much attention to what their kids did.

Do I think that the massacre could have been stopped?

 

Well, I do wonder if the parents had looked for and found the stashed weapons, separated the boys and got them some serious mental health care could it have been prevented? Possibly. Then again, it might have only delayed the action to a later date.

I can not say that the parents are to blame for the actual killing. Those 2 seemed determined to kill and there may have been nothing anyone could do to fully prevent it. I will admit that I think both sets of parents sucked at being parents (provide things but that is really it) but I can not blame them for the massacre. I do point at them for not noticing the small arsenal which included homemade bombs.

I say that on Tuesday, April 20, 1999 the only ones planting bombs and shooting at people were Dylan and Eric. They are to blame for the deaths. No matter what it was ultimately their decision to go on a killing spree rather than doing something or anything else.

I think that in most cases the family of the killer is another victim. I think it is a shame when socitety adds to their pain by pointing fingers. I know that people just want to make sense of things, they want to understand how and Why the killings happened. They want to blame someone for the killing and pointing at a monster carries only so much satisfaction once the monster is caged.

What are your thoughts?

 

20 Years Later, FBI Profiler Wonders What Jeffrey Dahmer Didn’t Say

MILWAUKEE — It’s been 20 years since the steamy July morning when a screaming man hailed police and led them to the morgue that was Jeffrey Dahmer’s west side Milwaukee apartment.

Dahmer eventually detailed for police a ghastly record of torture and death, but some questions remain on whether anyone will ever know the true extent of Dahmer’s horrors.

Dahmer gave a 159-page confession, but a FBI profiler on the case believes the serial killer kept secrets.

“There was really no trail that led to him until a young man escaped. It could still be going on,” retired FBI agent Neil Purtell said.

Purtell is the retired Wisconsin FBI profiler assigned to the Dahmer case. He doubts anyone will ever know the real extent of Dahmer’s crimes.

“I think very few people ever disclose everything. They always hold something back. That’s their power. That’s their control,” Purtell said.

This is a true point in many cases of serial killers.

Dahmer committed his first known murder at age 18. The second was in 1987.

“They don’t stop. He started after high school. They don’t stop,” Purtell said.

Also very true. They do sometimes have periods of time when they do not kill. As I have said before, life happens. Just like with all of us something comes along and you slow down ‘hobbies’. Serial killers also have to slow down or stop at periods due to other things in their lives.

That sounds so strange but it is true.

Purtell said it is unlikely Dahmer didn’t kill during the nine years between those murders. Dahmer spent the first two years after the first murder in the Army stationed in Germany.

“His roommate while he was in the military has received a disability, in great part because of Dahmer’s activity toward him,” Purtell said.

After Dahmer’s arrest, that Army roommate alleged 18 months of rape and torture at Dahmer’s hands, and German detectives traveled to Wisconsin to question Dahmer about five still-unsolved murders near his Army base.

“We don’t know what he was involved in in Europe, in Germany when he was in the military there,” Purtell said.

I do not have enough information on the European  claims to really form opinion. It is possible that he did not kill since he was out of his comfort zone and had so much else going on.

The Army booted Dahmer for drinking and insubordination and shipped him from Germany to south Florida, where a different homicidal drama soon played out.

A transient, Dahmer was working part-time at a sub shop and sleeping on the beach when the abduction and murder of 6-year-old Adam Walsh captured national headlines.

The Walsh case soon turned cold until Dahmer’s arrest 19 years later, and his front-page photos sparked a flurry of calls to police claiming Dahmer was Adam’s abductor.

“Dahmer was there. Four people who were at that mall identified him after he was arrested by Milwaukee police. They saw his photograph and said that’s the guy that we encountered,” Purtell said.

Dahmer denied killing Adam, so police ruled him out and closed the Walsh case three years ago without new evidence, blaming it on another dead serial killer. The former FBI profiler believes Dahmer is the more likely suspect.

“It’s a leap of imagination to think of a person like this now let loose, drinking a lot and unemployed and stressed out in Florida wouldn’t have engaged in something. It just would be a leap,” Purtell said.

The fact that Jefferey was in a place he was unfamiliar with and that he was drinking as heavily as he was right after being released may actually have kept him from killing.

 “I think Dahmer would have graciously told the coppers that if he’d done anything to that boy,” Dahmer’s attorney Gerald Boyle said.

Dahmer’s lawyer believes his client revealed all his secrets after his arrest, noting Dahmer’s confession ran more than 150 pages.

“He wanted to unload things they didn’t even know happened, probably because that’s how mentally ill he was. He just wanted to tell them everything,” Boyle said.

But Boyle conceded that Dahmer fooled him early on. Boyle defended Dahmer against charges he sexually assaulted a 13-year-old three years before his murder arrests.

“I would have bet the farm that he wasn’t ever capable of hurting anybody,” Boyle said.

Boyle would later learn that at the time of that sexual assault case, Dahmer had already committed four murders.

I am not so sure that Jeffrey would have said that he did it. I do not think that he killed Adam Walsh but not just because he said he didn’t. Serial Killers are liars and they really only confess to what they want to, or if it will save their our asses.

Dahmer was killed in prison in 1994. The profiler said he visited Dahmer routinely before his death and continued to question him about Adam Walsh.

He said Dahmer initially denied killing Walsh but later commented that whoever killed Adam Walsh would not survive in prison, and Florida has the death penalty.

That statement does seem to raise an exclamation mark until you know that the prosecutors from Florida had already spoken with Dahmer and said there would not be a chance for the death penalty if he confessed.

Article and video here.

I wrote about the Dahmer / Toole controversy before, Adam Walsh and the Monsters.

I still stand by the points in that post and my main arguments against Dahmer being Adam’s killer.

Jeffery wanted a companion. Yes, he was attracted to younger looking guys but Adam was a little guy and only 6 years old. He was not what Jeffery was looking for. 
Jeffery was not the abduction type. He lured and drugged and seduced his victims. It was part of the game to him, his fantasy. 
The eye witnesses came forward AFTER seeing Jeffery on the news for his other killings. They were associating him with the crime. One of the witnesses gave a description, then said it could have been the security guard until they saw Jeffery on the news, then they said it was him.
In 1992, Florida police interviewed Dahmer in a prison in Wisconsin. At the request of John Walsh who had heard that some thought that Dahmer could be his son’s killer the Broward County district attorney took the death penalty off the table. They figured that that would increase the odds that Dahmer would confess if he did kill Adam.

I am not saying that Dahmer did not take names to the grave with him I just do not think Adam was one of them.

 

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