Andrei Romanovich Chikatilo (Russian: Андрей Романович Чикатило, Ukrainian: Андрій Романович Чикатило; 16 October 1936 – 14 February 1994) was a Soviet serial killer, nicknamed the Butcher of Rostov, the Red Ripper, and theRostov Ripper, who committed the sexual assault, murder and mutilation of a minimum of 52 women and children between 1978 and 1990 in the Russian SFSR, the Ukrainian SSR and the Uzbek SSR. Chikatilo confessed to a total of 56 murders and was tried for 53 of these killings in April 1992. He was convicted and sentenced to death for 52 of these murders in October 1992 and subsequently executed in February 1994.
When the Soviet Union entered World War II, Chikatilo’s father was drafted into the Red Army and subsequently taken prisoner after being wounded in combat.Between 1941 and 1944, Chikatilo witnessed some of the effects of the Nazi occupation of Ukraine, which he described as “horrors”, adding he witnessed bombings, fires, and shootings from which he and his mother would hide in cellars and ditches. On one occasion, Chikatilo and his mother were forced to watch their own hut burn to the ground. With his father at war, Chikatilo and his mother slept alone on a single bed. He was a chronic bed wetter and was berated and beaten by his mother for each offense.
On 3 September 1981, Chikatilo encountered a 17-year-old boarding school student named Larisa Tkachenko standing at a bus stop as he exited a public library in Rostov city centre. According to his subsequent confession, Chikatilo lured Tkachenko to a forest near the Don River with the pretext of drinking vodka and “relaxing.”When they reached a secluded area, he threw the girl to the ground before tearing off her clothes and attempting intercourse as Tkachenko remonstrated against his actions. When Chikatilo failed to achieve an erection, he forced mud inside her mouth to stifle her screams before battering and strangling her to death. As he had no knife, Chikatilo mutilated the body with his teeth and a stick; he also tore one nipple from Tkachenko’s body with his teeth.
Nine months after the murder of Tkachenko, on 12 June 1982, Chikatilo travelled by bus to the Bagayevsky District of Rostov to purchase vegetables. Having to change buses in the village of Donskoi, he decided to continue his journey on foot. Walking away from the bus station, he encountered a 13-year-old girl named Lyubov Biryuk who was herself walking home from a shopping trip. Once the path both were taking together was shielded from the view of potential witnesses by bushes, Chikatilo pounced upon Biryuk, dragged her into nearbyundergrowth, tore off her dress and killed her by stabbing and slashing her to death. When her body was found on 27 June, the medical examiner discovered evidence of 22 knife wounds inflicted to the head, neck, chest, and pelvic region. In addition, several striations were discovered upon Biryuk’s eye sockets…
After this killing, the urge to kill almost became a ritual. He targeted runaways, enticing them in railway stations and forests…
Chikatilo’s trial was the first major media event of liberalized post-Soviet Russia. Shortly after his psychiatric evaluation at the Serbsky Institute, investigators had conducted a press conference in which a full list of Chikatilo’s crimes was released to the press, alongside a 1984 identikit of the individual charged, but not the full name or a photograph of the accused. The media first saw Chikatilo on the first day of his trial, as he entered an iron cage specifically constructed in a corner of the courtroom to protect him from attack by the enraged and often hystericalrelatives of his victims. In the opening weeks of Chikatilo’s trial, the newly-liberated press regularly published exaggerated and oftensensationalistic headlines regarding the murders, harking to Chikatilo being a “cannibal”, a “maniac” and to his physically resembling a shaven-skulled demon. (As a standard prison procedure to prevent the spread of lice, Chikatilo’s head had been shaved.)
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Hey, Kiddies! It’s been a while.
This is one of my favorite shows, Most Evil. Hope you enjoy this episode!
Feel free to discuss elements of revenge!
Can we talk about how Bianchi looks like Josh Peck
IT’S HIM! IT’S THE HILLSIDE STRANGLER!!
IT’S THE THEATER THUG!
I just wanna be a dork for a minute
H.H. Holmes didn’t build the hotel, he got close to an elderly woman, got her to name him in her will, and killed her. She left everything to him, including her hotel.
And then he modded the FUCK out of it.
Beds that dumped bodies into the basement, bricking people in, gas in the bedrooms, deadly mazes…
H.H. Holmes didn’t fuck around.
YES HELLO UM EXCUSE ME BUT HH HOLMES IS MY FAVORITE SERIAL KILLER AND I DID A REPORT ON M’BOY LAST YEAR SO I CAN TELL YA THIS:
It wasn’t the ‘elderly’ woman’s hotel. There was a drug store owned by a woman, Dr. Elizabeth Holton, who was actually only two years older than Herman Mudgett, known popularly as H.H. Holmes. There is no proof that she was killed by Holmes so it’s speculated that she gave up the practice to him in 1886 around the time she became pregnant with her second daughter after Holmes had been working there for a while. And to prove that she was still alive after this time, the Chicago city directories still listed her as a physician living on 6157 S. Honore Street as late as 1900 (her husband still had the railroad job). She was still on 63rd street, about a block away from the old pharmacy and “castle,” in 1892, when a city voter list has her living at 800 63rd Street. That she was on the voter list at all is somewhat notable - under “remarks,” a section usually left blank, the registrar wrote in “woman.” Also, she did move to California with Frances, her daughter, at some point, presumably after her husband died in 1910. She died there in 1933. SO NO HOLMES DID NOT KILL THE PREVIOUS OWNER AND THE CASTLE CAME ALONG LATER.
Holmes was also a conman in other places and that’s where he changed his name from Herman Webster Mudgett to Henry Howard Holmes (Indiana, Pennsylvania, Michigan, and Canada). He went to Medical School at the University of Michigan and he stole corpses from the school laboratory and would disfigure them and then collect their insurance money (which is how he got the majority of his cash).
The “Murder Castle” came along in the early 1890s and opened as a hotel in 1893. It was located right across the street from the drug store and he had several different builders help build it so he was the only one who truly knew the inside layout. The place was insane. It had diagonal ceilings and doors that would open up to brick walls and it truly was a maze with several floors. He tortured people in many different forms with the motive of taking their insurance money and also the fact that he was a sick fuck and enjoyed it. There were gas chambers and various torture rooms and he would also skin people alive and sell the skeletons to local medical schools which is how he got more money. But in the end, he was unmasked after being found guilty for insurance fraud and one thing led to another and next thing ya know, you’re confessing to 27 murders and hanging from a rope.
HOT DAMN HISTORY SIDE!
- Ted Bundy - “I’d like you to give my love to my family and friends.”
- Aileen Wuornos - “I’d just like to say I’m sailing with the rock, and I’ll be back like Independence Day, with Jesus June 6. Like the movie, big mother ship and all, I’ll be back.”
- John Wayne Gacy -“Kiss my ass.”
- Carl Panzram - “Hurry up, you Hoosier bastard, I could kill ten men while you’re fooling around!”
- Jeffrey Dahmer - “I don’t care if I live or die. Go ahead and kill me.”
- Peter Kurten - “Tell me, after my head has been chopped off, will I still be able to hear, at least for a moment, the sound of my own blood gushing from the stump of my neck? That would be a pleasure to end all pleasures.”
- James French - "Hey fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow’s paper? ‘French fries’!"
- Sean Flannagan - “I love you.” (spoken to the executioner)
- Robert Drew - “Remember, the death penalty is murder.”
Richard Chase, who killed, mutilated, and drank the blood of some of his six victims in Sacramento, California, in 1978, was typical of the FBI’s disorganized offender profile. He describes a parental trigger behind his first homicide:
“The first person I killed was sort of an accident. My car was broken down. I wanted to leave but I had no transmission. I had to get an apartment. Mother wouldn’t let me in at Christmas. Always before she let me come in at Christmas, have dinner, and talk to her, my grandmother, and my sister. That year she wouldn’t let me in and I shot from the car and killed somebody.”
I’m a bit late, but happy Halloween, kiddies. :-)
John Wayne Gacy, Jr. (March 17, 1942 – May 10, 1994) was an American serial killer and rapist, also known as the Killer Clown, who was convicted of the sexual assault and murder of a minimum of 33 teenage boys and young men in a series of killings committed between 1972 and 1978 in Chicago, Illinois.
All of Gacy’s known murders were committed inside his Norwood Park Township home; his victims would typically be lured to this address by force or deception and all but one victim was murdered by either asphyxiation or strangulation with a tourniquet (his first victim was stabbed to death). Gacy buried 26 of his victims in the crawl space of his home; three further victims were buried elsewhere on his property, while the bodies of his last four known victims were discarded in the Des Plaines River.
Throughout his childhood, Gacy strove to make his father proud of him, but seldom received his approval: one of Gacy’s earliest childhood memories was of being beaten with a leather belt by his father at the age of 4 for accidentally disarranging car engine components his father had assembled. He was regularly belittled by his father and often compared unfavorably with his sisters, enduring disdainful accusations of being “dumb and stupid”. The friction between father and son was constant throughout his childhood and adolescence, yet in interviews after his arrest, Gacy always vehemently denied he hated him. When he was 6 years old, Gacy stole a toy truck from a neighborhood store. His mother made him walk back to the store, return the toy and apologize to the owners. His mother told his father, who beat Gacy with a belt as punishment. After this incident, Gacy’s mother attempted to shield her son from his father’s verbal and physical abuse, yet this only succeeded in Gacy earning accusations from his father that he was a “sissy" and a "Mama’s boy" who would “probably grow up queer.”
At the age of nine, Gacy was molested by a family friend, a contractor who would take Gacy for rides in his truck, then fondle him. Gacy never told his father about these incidents as he was afraid his father would blame him.
At school, where he was ordered to avoid all sports due to a heart condition, Gacy was an average student with few friends who was an occasional target for mockery and bullying by neighborhood children and classmates. He was known to assist the school truant officer and volunteer to run errands for teachers and neighbors. During the fourth grade, Gacy began to suffer blackouts. He was occasionally hospitalized due to these seizures, and also in 1957 for a burst appendix. Gacy later estimated that he spent almost a year in the hospital for these episodes between the ages of 14 and 18, and attributed the decline in his grades to his time out of school. His father suspected the episodes were an effort to gain sympathy; on one occasion he accused his son of faking even as the boy lay in a hospital bed.
In his role as a mortuary attendant, Gacy slept in a cot behind the embalming room. In this role, he observed morticians embalming dead bodies and later confessed to the fact that on one evening while alone, he had clambered into the coffin of a deceased teenage male, embracing and caressing the body before experiencing a sense of shock.
His fucking father… dear lord.
Picture 1: Darlie Routier, was convicted of stabbing her young son Damon to death, but is believed to have murdered her other son, Devon as well. on June 6, 1996 in Rowlett, Texas. She is on death row.
Picture 2: Crime scene of Damon Routier.
Picture 3: She tried to claim that an intruder killed both her sons and attempted to murder her. She placed glass on the kitchen floor but she made the mistake of spreading the broken glass over her bloody footprints and they found that she did not have any corresponding foot injuries or cuts.
Picture 4: Damon in autopsy.
ugh…this woman! she’s so guilty!
Mark Manes, 22, is shown in these May 3, 1999, booking mug shots after he was arrested by the Jefferson County, Colo., Sheriff’s Department on felony charges of providing a handgun to a minor in connection with the Columbine High School shooting deaths on April 20. Manes was released on bond. He admitted selling a TEC-DC9 semi-automatic pistol to Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris for $500 in January. In Nov., Manes was sentenced to six years in jail.
Only six years? Discuss.