Showing posts with label Serial Killer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Serial Killer. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 27

Discretion: Gore: Christine Schürrer: Child Killer:









The distraught, mentally disturbed, and suicidal 36-year-old woman named Christine Schürre arrived in Sweden during the summer of 2007 for one reason, to get her boyfriend back—who had abandoned their relationship in favor of his children's biological mother.

When plan A didn't work, the German citizen Schurre, stayed in Sweden and attempted to settle-in. She got lucky, and found a new apartment in Skarpnäck, located in a quiet suburb of Stockholm.

Then, Schurre, like many other mentally disturbed people, began to got bored. This type of female are often obsessed, and are never happy with anything, anyone, or anywhere they may reside.

And, on top of everything else, Schurre needed a man, or so she thought.

But with no takers, it clearly came as no surprise, at least to those who knew her, that the mentally unstable Schürre would either try to get her old boyfiend back, or for a third time, attempt to commit suicide.

She chose the latter. And again she was admitted to Södersjukhuset hospital and was later released with only minor cuts on her arms.

She remembered that she had earlier tried to commit suicide twice as a younger woman—as the direct result of feeling betrayed by that same certain Swedish man we have discussed earlier.

A familiar narrative, one we hear in many of these real-life horror stories now comes to my mind: "If only she could get him back into her life, she would then be whole again. 

She thought childishly: "How could he have abandoned her—a sexy young women who had given him everything, including a beautiful two-week romance in Greece?"

Inevitably, Schurre, like many other murderous women in this same situation, had now decided that he must pay dearly for the pain he had caused her. "And what better way than to kill his children,"...she murmured to herself, and smiled.

Yes, in order to gain back her sanity and piece of mind, she must seek redemption and retribution—at all costs.

She would get on the train and find him,

Eventually she found his name and address.

She got on a train and traveled until coming to a full halt right nearby the victim's house.

Schürrer lightly swung the ancient door-knocker twice in succession with a resounding 'tap-tap.'

Eventually, the children's mother, who's also the man's wife, 23-year old Emma Jangestig, answered the door.

"Do come in," said Jangestig.

"Sure," said Schürrer, who was hoping the enemy would say those kind words.

Stepping over the immaculate wooden threshold, and using all of her 150--pounds of body-weight, Schürre leaped and wrestled Jangestig to the floor.

She then grabbed hold of the 20 oz Framing Hammer and began striking Jangestig over the head 15 times with the claw end.

She then turned her attention to the two sleeping children, 3-year old Max and 1-year old Saga.

Schürre felt no human emotion—she was running on a primitive instinct hidden somewhere in the remote part of her brain, and was now walking over to where the two angels were sleeping peaceful.

She raised her right arm and brought it down hard—as pieces of blood mixed with white brain-matter flew across the room, spattering, and finally coming to rest upon the fine wooden dining table.

The room was painted red with blood, and two children, 3-year old Max and 1-year old Saga, had no chance.

The end.

*Written by @cagestokerblog

"Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind." ~ Bruce Lee

Wednesday, February 27

Warning Death Photos: Dumping Site Of a Serial Killer






A police task force in a remote area of Maceió—which is the capital and the largest city of the coastal state of Alagoas, Brazil—say they have found two more bodies in a sugarcane field. An area they say that is well-known to police as a "Dumping Site" for serial killers.

The partially nude bodies of a man and woman believed to be in their late 30's both had been shot, and strangled and had evidence of male semen on their pants and near their genital areas, evidence, police say, which could very well belong to the killer.

Found on the morning of Friday, February 22, police say the likely time of death was late Thursday night.

No identification was given regarding the female victim, however the male's name was given as: Jose Edmilson Alves dos Santos, age 39.

Any information leading to the arrest of the individual responsible should be directed to a hot line by calling 181. The plaintiffs need not identify.

Written by @cagestokerblog

“I've met a lot of men who were motivated to commit violence just like me. And without exception, without question, every one of them was deeply involved in pornography. “ Ted Bundy


Friday, February 15

Warning: Graphic Murder Video: Russian Snuff Film Surfaces


According to the following credible sources, TruTV and LiveLeak , a Russian snuff-film recorded on a cellular phone and once thought to have been staged, has now been confirmed by an Investigative Committee in the Chechen Republic as being the absolute real-deal and the work of a serial killer.

In the summer of 2011, on August 8, to be specific, 26-year-old Salavdi Adamov, a real-life HBO Dexter-like character, while driving, would pass the time by aimlessly stalking females.

Adamov, on two separate instances, found two women, more than likely prostitutes, who were uninhibited and docile-enough to be victimized.

In typical serial-killer-fashion, the women were abducted by choking them into a state of semi-consciousness, binding them with rope, and stuffing them into the trunk of his vehicle, Adamov then drove each of these girls to his remote dumping site.

Once there, the predator unloaded his prey, placed the body on the cool grass facing upward—and then, as one might field dress a caribou, he would begin sawing his way through her neck muscle, tendons, and eventually the carotid-artery.

Then, lastly, Adamov would make a fire-pit, and burn away all the grisly remains, or potential incriminating evidence.

The second-victim incident is shown in the horrifying video below—all captured on tape by Adamov's best friend, 22-year-old Beshto Abalaev.

Adamov had apparently invited Abalaev along for the ride to film the murder, which, for him, was likely a  festive occasion.

Crime does not pay, and murder is nothing to trivialize; with that old adage in mind, a recent investigation has led to the arrest of both men.

Adamov is charged with two counts of murder and abduction. Abalaev, the partner in crime, is charged with being an accessory, and with attempting to conceal evidence.
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"Reader, attend! whether thy soul
Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole,
Or darkling grubs this earthly hole,
In low pursuit:
Know, prudent, cautious, self-control
Is wisdom's root."



I'm @cagestokerblog on Twitter.



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Friday, October 26

Crime/Horror: Jack the Ripper - Who was He?


The historic letter, seen above, is from one of the most notorious serial-killers of all time: 'Jack the Ripper.'

And even though it makes no reference to the name 'Jack the Ripper,' it's been regarded by experts as the most authentic of all the correspondences sent to the local newspapers and tabloids at the time—and there were many of them.

Seeming looking for fame and attention, many people sent fake "Ripper" letters to newspapers and such.

The authentic letter above, however, was sent to George Lusk—the Chairman of the "Whitechapel Vigilance Committee" in 1888.

It's authenticity stems from the fact that it had the remains of a human Kidney enclosed, and reads as follows:

"From hell,
Mr Lusk,
Sir,
I send you half the Kidney I took from one women -- preserved it for you -- the other piece I fried and ate -- it was very nice. I may send you the bloody knife that I took it out with if you'll only wait a while longer.
-- signed,
Catch me when you can Mishter Lusk"

The letter was written during a time known as the 'autumn of terror.'

Today the note is nearly 125 years old. But it can still bring chills up one's spine. Especially if you know the full story behind it.

The story itself is quite simple.

For ten weeks, beginning in August of 1888, in the east-end London, England, slum, known as Whitechapel, there existed the type psychopathic killer who today has become quite common. A serial murderer who preys only on the weakest and easiest of victims,  prostitutes.

These particular prostitutes were indeed dregs of society, but not whores by choice.

Poor destitute ladies, they sold their bodies as a last resort—mainly in order to get a bed at a local homeless shelter, where they would need a few pennies to secure a bed.

The first prostitute to feel the Ripper's blade slash across her velvet-feminine-body was Mary Anne Nichols, nicknamed 'Polly.'

There were four more innocent victims who came after 'Polly' during the ten weeks before the killings finally stopped.

These women all had the signature of the same killer.

The Ripper's motes-operendi was to crudely dissect his victims..exposing their body cavities—but only after killing them first.

So who was he?

In my opinion this guy was nothing more than a common slaughterhouse worker—there were dozens of such butcher shops, and manufacturing houses in the area at the time; this so-called 'Jack the Ripper' could have been employed at any one of them.

In fact, he had to be a man who was familiar with body cavities.

Perhaps he even had some sort of obsession for the human anatomy—or the field-dressing of animals, or perhaps a craving for dissecting all living things?

He certainly he had some sort of 'fetish' for his female victim's heated and steaming entrails. Why else would he risk the time and effort involved to slice-them-open and expose their inner cavities? He could have been easily captured while doing this.

This case is unsolved.. and likely will never be solved.

Nevertheless, the glamor and romance of the 'Jack the Ripper' story has endured for over a century; and the simplicity of the crimes, and brutality involved, has sadly been overlooked.

Scotland Yard investigators, in my humble opinion, couldn't see the forest for the trees. The ''Ripper'' was extremely easy to catch..perhaps too easy.

In fact 'Jack the Ripper' was probably right around the corner from the police station, maybe even slicing up steaks and roasts for the locals.

That's my two cents worth.

Stay Tuned.

I am cagestokerblog on twitter.




Friday, October 12

Crime News: Op-Ed - Jessica Ridgeway Murder - Blogger Blames Mother


As if the world needed anymore evidence suggesting that certain humans among us continue to be more heinous and even less-civilized than any of our cave-dwelling, primitive ancestors—who once killed each other for sport, food, and entertainment—we now have another episode in the latest and most-horrific crime news.

This past week, an innocent ten-year old child from Denver, Colorado, a little red-headed angel with glasses and a space between her front teeth named Jessica Ridgeway, was stalked, offered candy, and lured into the jaws of the lowest form of life on this planet—a child molester/killer.

After using her little body for his personal sex toy, and with the 'fear of being caught' slowly sinking into his peanut-sized brain, this barbaric 'sicko' then tossed Jessica's lifeless little body aside like a worn-out porn movie—or an old used-up condom. 

The sexual killer then chopped off the incriminating features of the the child, such as the fingers and head—placing the remainder of the tiny unrecognizable pieces into a trash bag—and leaving the entire gory mess in an open field not far from the child's home.

The girl's father is quite obviously, and understandably, devastated.

I have no doubt that the mother is also. But her pain is different.

Grieving is a process.

Seven detailed steps of a long and painful process is needed until a loved one can once-again function properly.

Shock is the first step—and, due to the human brain's built in safety mechanisms, the shock of a loved one's death oftentimes will prevent any tears from flowing. Sometimes no tears are seen until after the initial shock has subsided. 

Pointing fingers helps nothing, and no-one. And because there are no outward signs of grief  from this little girl's mother means very little—and, in my humble opinion, should not be used as a sign of guilt.

'Eyes for Lies' blog is not a FBI agent, a trained psychologist, or even a police officer. Yet she goes on and on regarding how the Mother is somehow involved, acting deceitful, and possibly knows 'who the killer is' and is somehow responsible for her owns child's abduction, sexual assault and subsequent dismemberment.

Crying is way down the list in the stages of the grief process.

I have no idea who the author of the blog called 'Eyes For Lies' is. But I'm certain it's a woman who has been damaged herself at some-point—perhaps during childhood, and is now looking for someone to blame for her own pain.

You can read her entire story by clicking this link or read the paragraph below as a preface to her irresponsible attempt at journalism and asinine allegations:

"Many of you have asked what I thought of Jessica Ridgeway's parents as they plead for the return of her daughter. While police are saying that Jessica's parents are not suspects, her mom's behavior is notable in one area. She gives us a fake cry. We see no oblique eyebrows, no stress in the forehead and no tears when she "breaks down". We don't see fear either. Did Jessica's mom have any boyfriends -- past or present? I'd be curious to know." - Via 'Eyes for lies.'

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" Roses are planted where thorns grow.
And on the barren heath
Sing the honey bees." ~ William Blake

Update: Arrest made in this case. Link click is here.



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