Chilluminati Podcast - Episode 260 - Albert Fish Part 2 - Fish Fanfiction

Episode Date: August 11, 2024

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Hello, everybody, and welcome back to the Chaluminati Podcast, episode 260. As always, I am one of your hosts, Mike Martin, joined today by the Deadpool and Wolverine of LA, Jesse and Alex. Oh, God. You know what that oh God was? Relief? No. What the Oh God was, was realizing in real time that when these outsiders listening to us look in and they think about which one of us is Deadpool and which one of us is Wolverine,

even though my love for Wolverine as a superhero goes so deep, I own every comic that he's ever been in for 25, 35 years. I'm Deadpool. Oh no. Yeah. No, completely. Which just, I'm glad you guys both agree and I just understand where you're both at. No, he's Deadpool. It sucks between the two of us, between like somehow I make Jesse into Wolverine. You know what? I've also realized that, that, uh, there's the reason why you're Deadpool. For some reason you have lined us up, or maybe this is Mathis.

We look like the bars on a cell phone. Sig. Like in terms of vibe, it was cute is all I was saying is now I've adjusted my camera and it's no longer cute. The moment has passed, which is something that Wolverine would do. He'd be like, come on, bub, let's get to the podcast and not advertise like shameless whores.

You're in the universe where Wolverine was a podcaster and never actually had any mutant powers. He'll cover his Australian accent by breathing through his teeth outward. I don't want him to be on the podcast, bub. powers. He'll cover his Australian accent by breathing through his teeth outward. Whatever works. Hey audience, let me break the fourth wall real quick. Isn't it crazy how I always do this in every episode, but yet somehow Mike was able to transition into me doing it. And then even now this meta,

just mind blowing Deadpool esque moment is now also on. I can do meta to hold on. Hold on. Hold on. X files. I'm the Deadpool go to patreon.com slash children. I D pod and pay us money so that we keep making the show. And in return, you get great stuff. You get art from Mel.

It looks like punk show posters. It's dope. Every single time. It's absolutely like, what would you say? Like, would you say it's more like wicked or more like twisted? I'd say it's more radical. No, we're Mel like myself is from New England. It's wicked twisted. That's what it is. It's wicked. Yeah, Mel's on a

little vacation for like another month and then she'll be back everybody, but don't you worry. She's a, you know, taking some time to recenter in life. There's a large body of work. Huge. Uh, already already present on the Patreon, especially cause I'm getting married really soon. And let me tell you something. If anything makes you more aware of your humanity, morality, uh, just brief time you have on this planet, it's, it's getting involved with the wedding industry. Um, so please.

Oh no. Please support. Yeah. That's ominous as fuck. Yeah, that's no, everybody who's gotten married before can, can, can understand that if you make a wedding, it's the most stressful thing that's ever happened. You make a wedding. If you do a wedding and you, and you, and you do it yourself, it's the craziest thing ever. And that's what I'm doing. If you make a wedding.

I don't know, man. He's so close to getting married. I don't think reality for him is fully like in focus. Yeah. I feel like he's, it's expensive. It's just expensive to put on a wedding. So please support us this month because I want to continue to keep a roof over my head. That's all.

What is the thing that like to everyone out there on the subreddit, here's your homework. Obviously Alex getting married. Mathis is trying to get like aliens to probe him or whatever. Yeah. What do you think I should sell out for? What should be the Jesse Cox thing that I keep saying every time? Money. Like what's the thing you want me to do? It's been money.

Y'all need to go to Patreon support us because fill in the blank. What is the thing that you think I need? Jesse needs money for subscriptions to dating services. For years, you've offered up your own belief system for money and your own single life as well. Many times. Yeah, but you said clearly didn't happen. That didn't happen.

So what is the one thing that would get people in the door? Jesse Cox like tasteful new. It's like, what is the thing you tell me? Let me know. Here's the thing. If you here's the thing, I want to just put the bullshit aside for one second. If there's one of us on the show, who is the Wolverine of the show, it's Jesse. If there's somebody on the show who's fan base will buy nudes of him between the

three of us, it's actually definitely Jesse. Absolutely correct. You're right, baby. You're right. Patreon.com slash Chalumnautipod. That's all I'm saying. Tay, it'd be tasteful yet a little nasty. Just like this episode.

Isn't that right? Mavis? I don't know if tasteful is any of this guys. I have been on Reddit reading the comments, laughing hysterically. Cause I'm like, yo, I feel the same to everyone. It was like, Jesse, I was actually doing laundry and cleaning my house while you said you can turn off if you want. And I'm like, I would have divided half to be here. I would have left to the best.

The best post was the one that was like, there I was playing smash brothers and I had to pause the game because this wrecked me. Yeah. So that was the winner. That was, that was my favorite one. That was the winner. That was very funny. And to the ones that are like me who have been like, they're like, I'm been a fan of true crime forever. This did nothing to me. I'm with you. That's why this is hilarious to me

because the two of you, like when I built a foundation of true crime, that was like one of the first things I said when I gave you the like the heavy hitter people that people know the most. This is what I meant when it was time to step into like the deep end a little bit. It's time moving into like the crazy fucking shit

that's out there. If you get up close to Mathis, he has the eyes of a great white shark. If you get up close, they look like Anthony Star. They look human, but then when you get close, you see the sharks. Am I the homelander? I hope not. I don't want to be the homelander. When we are done filming, we get a little printout thing. And the printout is from the program we use to film and it's an advertisement, I think for something like a, for some kind of service they have. But anyway, they do this thing where they take a screenshot of the stream and they put it in a little picture to show you like what it would look like.

This just, I don't know if I've shown you guys this, this is the exact image that I saved last time that we got. I just sent it to you on your phones. Oh my God. Look at our faces. It's so perfectly encapsulates everything that we went through. Mathis, Mathis looks like he is telling a demonic tale. Alex looks disgusted and I am completely dead inside. I look like I'm fighting off a year from animorphs inside of my ears. It's when we're done with this, I'm going to post that to the Reddit because it is one of the funniest things I've ever seen. Do you think this show has changed who you are in a fundamental level from five or six years ago? Me? No. No. Maybe Alex. Alex. I've never seen that face. I've never seen him so disgusted. It looks like I'm

like about to sneeze or like just like the spit hasn't even left my mouth. It's part of this era of the sneeze. I'll try to throw it up on the on the Patreon post with this episode. I'll try to like remember to download it and put it up. It's great. Oh yeah. No, I'm uploading it. So right the minute we're done here, consider that to be your trigger warning for this episode. If you didn't like last episode, guess what? You're not going to like this episode except for maybe the last five minutes where it all ends. Oh yeah. Um, and in, and in a honor of honor, quote unquote,

honor of Albert fish, uh, I, uh, just before this episode, because I knew it was going to be crazy. I fucked up my tooth or something on purpose so that I could, so that I could ride the pain just like he does when he stabs himself in the Dick and lights his ass on fire. So that's what he told us verbatim. He said, I hurt my tooth because I'm like too cowardly to stab my own Dick is what he said. That's what I said. I yelled, I yelled it and word for word. Yeah. And blood started flecking onto the webcam. It was too cowardly to stick a needle in his balls. So he sent stuck it in his taint instead. What? That was last episode. You already forgot. I tried to know it was about

cowardice that he, I just thought he did it cause he pain is No, well, it also turned him on. So this episode is going to be dark, but it's going to be the last episode of Albert Fish. I really, there's a lot of content, Albert Fish, that could be three episodes, but I don't think it's worth three episodes. I don't think I could last three episodes, bro. I would be worn out. Yeah, that's fair enough.

For Levity, I'm gonna say it early enough that like later we forget. I'm just gonna suggest, I hope this guy dies at the end I'm going to say it early enough that like later we forget. I'm just going to suggest I hope this guy dies at the end of the story and that he's not just like alive and he's like a college professor now, which is part one of this of the man. Dude, he made it to his 60s. Yeah. Yeah. So when, when, when he dies, is it late 1800s, man, there's a really hard time catching these people. There's nothing. What do you do? You just listen to neighbors go and you know why he got the nickname, the gray man and the boogeyman? Cause that's what they described when they saw him. He was just so plain.

Like you don't, and it's 1880 fucking six. What are you going to do? He looks like a Jeff of the day. Okay, look, here's what I'm saying though. When he dies, try and remember and say, yes, or I guess you could say, now he sleeps with the fishes. I'll try my damn. Just try. Yeah. Just try and see if I can remember. Yeah. That's just, that's just a fun little game we're going to play. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. All right. So time for the final part of Albert fish. Now when we last,

last left off our dearest Mr. Fish. He was finally a single man. Now remember that his wife that he was with and married with for 18 years left him for a handyman by the name of John Straub. And he and she ran off with him while leaving him with all six of his kids. I don't know how I feel about leaving with the kids thing, but I am happy she got out. Well, here's the thing. And I'll bring it up again later in the episode as it'll be important, but his kids were never abused in that way by his father, by their father. Now, sure, sure. But if she knows he's bad, her ditching the kids there seems like not a great parenting choice, but she seems like she's just ditching like that entire life

and just moving on with her. Pretty much. That's exactly it. She was like, you know what? Bye. I mean, it might've been so bad. You know how there's one of those things like it's very tropey, but it's like, when I look into their eyes, my children remind me of him, like that kind of thing. So maybe she just couldn't handle it. Still not great parenting, but no. And then he started moving in on those married, like, uh, you know, uh, or rather divorced me singles meeting each other.

He met a woman who after 10 days of buck, buck, how many hands up potato sacks over, and then the game with no sex over sucks. That name sucks. We discussed how bad of a name that is. Yeah. Potato sacks over is a really nasty kind of like potato sacks over. That's like, uh, what, like a memo during the like 1997, like scout, like father, son picnic. Yes. Potato sacks over the telegram office. It's

all about the three. It's all about the three-legged race now. Yeah. Potato sacks over. And don't forget about the last game that he just didn't give a name to where it was just sticking sewing needles under fingernails until he couldn't anymore. You know, if he lived today, he called solid fingers and I would be like, damn, that's good. That's good. That's good. I'd call it the very bad game or the game you should not ever play for any reason. Never. Yeah. And then at the end of every get together, he would go into the bathroom, put it as a burn, a pile of toilet paper and put his clothes on and leave. And then

she married him didn't last long lasted like two weeks, then she was like, Nope, God can't do this. And then they divorced. So that was just the like kind of how the last episode ended. So now we're picking up in the summer of 1922. Young Albert Fish Jr. and his brothers were enjoying a carefree afternoon of football in their yard at a Worthington cottage that Albert would rent and take his kids to semi often. It's around this time in 19 the early 1920s that Albert fishes religious

fanaticism, where God started speaking to him more really, really fucking flared God flare up. Dude, that happens. That happens sometimes. Yeah. Yeah. No shit, man. It's scary when it happens. I think that happened in breath of fire to while the kids were playing with the playing with the ball, they his son glanced up to a nearby hill to see that his father was actually standing in a nearby apple orchard with his right arm raised high into the sky, screaming, a repeating phrase saying, I am Christ.

Oh, I am Christ. Oh, I am Christ. Oh, over. Finally something relatable. Yeah. Uh, over and over and over again. Um, his kids come describe that as disturbing site. No, we're something we're gonna see. Oh yeah. Yeah, that's saying it lightly. I was kind of disturbing when he did that. I was a little bit disturbing, like a little.

They're looking at each other like, yeah, you know what, I would say it was disturbing. Yeah, yeah, it was disturbing. Yeah, disturbing. They're all saying it, yeah, that was quite disturbing. To the kids, their father had always been what they considered a peculiar man that was prone to unusual behaviors. Unusual, disturbing up in the trauma. Like, that's all, you

know, when a youth, that's true. Every fucking day. That's true. I'm certainly not actually blaming these children. Yeah. Yeah, absolutely. No, no. But like, to give you an idea, like as to the why in the future, none of these kids ever went public with any of this until the trial happened. They kept all of it to themselves. No one would ever expect someone to do that. Yeah. They didn't know his father was out murdering people, but when they learned that that was happening, they also weren't super surprised. Sure. We don't ever, most people don't think the worst of people. Yeah. Most people, even if you're like the absolute craziest, they're

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They call him old Bert Old middle Albert, young middle Albert. They call him old Bert. Old Bert, elder Bert. Yeah, that's his organic nickname that his siblings picked for him. Yeah. Oh, old Bert. Yeah, two of the sons were returning back to their apartment that they were sharing with their father at the time.

And they saw when they returned home that his bedroom door was wide open. And their father, the elder Bert Albert fish was simply sitting there. Elder Bert, come on, come on. Air tree Bert, air tree Bert. He was with his bedroom door wide open. He was sitting there sticking sewing needles into many of his squishier bits. Hey, all right, Mrs. C. Yay.

When they understandably urgently confronted him about what he was doing, because they had not seen him do this before. He said it was what Jesus said that he had to be doing at this time. This was his job. He just likes to go for Jesus. It's like when like you're like shitty uncle who gets drunk at Christmas, like at some point, you know, he's going to like set it off. He's like, it's the poor people that are doing it.

And you're like, okay, all right. He just goes to Jesus when he gets in trouble. He's like, no, you can't touch me. Jesus told me Jesus said I can do this. Back off. You're not, you're not wrong at all. And he like wraps himself up in a fucking rug or whatever. And yeah, he turned himself to like a human like burrito man, uh, according to, uh, on

the orders of St. John, the apostle specifically, this guy sounds like a real jerk. This was, that was earlier though. Uh, but this particular instance where the two sons walked in on him, sticking needles in himself happened. Uh, this was the last straw. And so the two brothers took their fathers. So sorry. Yeah.

I can't the idea of like, there you are at the heavenly gates. There, John waits for thee and says, low, rabbit, thine self up in a rug, like a burrito. Let that be the beans and the meat and the cheese of thine own man, Rito. And you're just like, yes, of course, whatever you's like, that's where he, that's where he went. He was like, this food might be a little bit before your time, but your kids will love it. Yeah, that's where this man went.

He was like, yeah, you know, he said, make me a burrito. And so here I am. That was the invention of the burrito. He never asked this, these, you know, he said, make me a burrito. And so here I am. That that was the invention of the burrito. He never asked this these these voices, like what lesson he was supposed to be learning here. Right, of course. Why? Why bother? Why ask when it's from such high authority? That's true. Why question?

Questioning God bees being a doubting Thomas is dangerous. Honestly, it seems like he learned that the rule was that nothing beats God. And so he just invokes God living in a time where that was undeniably the most dominating kind of thought in general, some kind of gobbling definitely not happening today. No, not like this. I mean, not every day, not a lot, not, not in this fashion that often these days, well, comparatively it's a lot, but, not in this fashion that often these days. Well, comparatively

it's a lot, but you know what I mean? Are you saying, hold on, are you saying that I could get, hold on, whoa, guys, I have an idea. What if we said God wanted us to be rich and instead of doing Patreon, we just made a church and said that God bestowed his wishes on us and we can get money out of it. Like it isn't the murder. Sometimes I'm about to, I'm about to blow your mind right now. I'm about to blow your mind right now. Wait a minute. After a quick Google, I've discovered. So the boys at this incident of pin cushioning himself, um, this was the last straw for them. So they took their dad and they didn't believe the excuse. They didn't, they didn't buy it.

The excuse, whether they bought it enough, just wasn't, it wasn't enough either way. It just wasn't good enough. So what they do with them, instead of taking them to an insane asylum or something along those lines, they took them to their eldest brother who is living on his own and had him live with them. Dude, men made it out and they were like, you gotta take care of dad. That is some elder brother bullshit. Okay.

That is almost like a movie. He's about 19 when he gets dropped with his eldest son, now living together in a small flat on 74th street in New York. He's 19. Wait, what are you talking about? Who's 19? Oh, the son.

The eldest son is about 19 when he's getting dropped off. Yeah, when the dad is being dropped off, who's in like his thirties is about 19 when he's getting dropped off. Yeah. When the, when the dad is being dropped off, who's in like his thirties, late thirties at this point. Okay. All right. So, uh, yeah, he gets fucking stuck with them. And so we fast forward a few years to 1929. While Albert Jr. was living with his father in that small apartment, one afternoon while the in the kitchen and his father was out, uh, and his dad really enjoyed going to the

movie theaters. He was unemployed for the most part. So he just go to the movies all the time. And Albert Jr. was in the kitchen. I do that and I have several jobs. Maybe I'm just wild. Yeah, I was about to say like, I'm thinking the attempt at the man's unemployed

and he still has movie money. Like that is a different existence. Yeah, that was like a, you had to just put like a paperclip in the box and you could go sit down. Yeah. So his son while a paper clip in the box and you could go sit down So the son while he was home in the kitchen accidentally stumbled upon a pair of crude Homemade paddles tucked away hidden behind the kitchen sink

The paddles were about two feet long Covered in finishing nails that stuck out about an inch from the paddles Which and which were stained with what appeared to be dried blood. So his dad brought them with him? They, or made them there. He'd been living with them, we moved forward for a few years. Okay, all right. He'd been living with his eldest son, he made them while he was living there

within the past five years, essentially. What the? Yeah, yeah, Alex, go ahead, man. What's up? All I have, I was just whispering what the fuck to myself. That's all. That's the depth of this. No worries. And so when Father Fish returned home at around 630 this evening.

I'm imagining Nemo's dad. A really, really kinky Nemo's dad. He confronted his dad about it. And initially the dad was a bit sheepish and embarrassed about what he'd found until he eventually told his son and admitted, I use them on myself. I get these feelings that come over me and every time they do, I have to torture myself with those paddles. What the shit? Well, look, that's okay. Like, if that's where we left it, you know what I mean? Agreed. Like, if you could verbalize something like that, I got no problem with somebody

who wants to beat the shit out of themselves for kicks, right? Like, what does it hurt? Do whatever you your body's your own. I get the sense because that's like a sus part two of this. If that's where that's if that's if that's the only crime that we get is that he spanked himself. That's it. That's all I got.

What's weird is that he left him in the kitchen and not in his bedroom, which he has So it was like a play so it was like he was like part of me thinks he was like the game of his son Maybe finding them but never finding what do you think of that? Yeah, what do you think of those? He was all like it's so Any damn sense what do you think about this? Oh? Those I don't know Oh those oh those those little those old things. Hey, Albert, Jr. was disturbed. But he just fucking kept his

mouth shut about it. He had his he knew his father had quote unquote, eccentricities. All his kids knew it. So they were he was just like, No, what? Just fuck it. I'm just not going to, I'm just going to move on. And he just never fucking brought it up with anybody or talked about it until court hearings, obviously afterward. We discovered later that this was at least at first actually correct in that he was being truthful that it was for him a form of self punishment.

Fish was administering this to himself for all the impure thoughts and crimes that he being truthful that it was for him a form of self-punishment. Fish was administering this to himself for all the impure thoughts and crimes that he had committed up to this point. We talked about some of them last episode. This reminds me of one of the other killers that you did a long time ago. Maybe the guy in the apartment. Oh, the crazy painter guy that like, he didn't have a similar, like like like to punish himself in that way. Yeah, he but he truly blamed his dick for it. He tried to get cut his own dick off to stop it from happening. But he called this guy just turned another person's dick into one of those like little Japanese like hot dog octopuses. Yes, yes, he did. The other problem is with fish is that while it may have started as punishment,

beating himself made him hard as fuck and he enjoyed. Why did you describe it? Yeah, why was that the way you're beating yourself? Made him made him made himself hardest. So fucking hard. It was raw as hell. You can understand why maybe I use that terminology when we go into some of the other things he got discovered doing. I don't think, I don't think I will buddy.

I'm going to let you know. I don't think that's true. If you tell me he would start running around knocking people out cold with his boner, I'm going to lose my mind. Oh God. No. Um, yeah, he loved it. Remember he enjoyed receiving pain and giving pain.

Like, so whatever may start out as punishment quickly turned into just something he did because he fucking loved it and he got off doing it. And this punishment quickly turned into just another weird kink for him. Moving into the year, a year later into December of 1930, just a week before a significant court case had concluded an elderly man resembling a forlorn janitor was committed to Bellevue hospital psychiatric ward for a 10 day observation period. The man was frail, quote unquote frail with watery eyes and a drooping gray mustache who had been arrested earlier for sending quote,

non-mailable matter through the U S post office. His letter was deemed so vile and obscene that the contents within were considered unfit for even court records. Of course, we're talking about Albert Fish, a man who discovered a new kink that he really enjoyed in 1930. This wasn't his first offense either, as he had a, you quickly rack up a history of sending obscene letters through the mail. Albert's fish weird habit of writing these letters can actually be traced back according to him, traced back

to an incident in the summer of 1929, which marked the beginning of this new unsettling behavior. Albert, if you if you send the letters, it's sexual assault. It's not a kink. Yeah. It's sexual assault. Not according, but according to Fish, kinky. What? He loved it. He got off on this shit.

Oh, of course, yeah. Yeah, yeah. During this time, in 1929, he actually had a brief time of employment as a handyman and a painter at a Harlem sanitarium operated by Dr. Robert B. Lamb. Did he go overalls only again? No, no, I don't think he was allowed to wear just overalls when he was working for a doctor

like right there. But one evening, Dr. Lamb's chauffeur made a shocking discovery in the sanitarium garbage, a cache of dirty letters. These letters were filled with explicit and perverse content and were a source of morbid fascination for the chauffeur. So that night, the chauffeur decided to share his discovery with a group of people who included Albert Fish. He's like, Whoa, look what I found basically.

And then he gathered for their usual kind of even though they all had an evening card game that they did with the chauffeur and all these other workers. And that's how he just broke it out was like, by the way, look what I found. Yeah, dig into the garbage. And so as chauffeur read the letters aloud, fish became wrapped and it is an attention just listening intently. The explicit descriptions, the taboo nature of the content seemed to awaken something in him. And so the letters detailed various acts of perversion.

Oh, they weren't his. No, these were found by the chauffeur. This is the superhero origin story. Yes, this is just like his piss and shit eating fascination that a young boy gave him. This is another weird king that somebody else... Wait, so this just... Hold on. I was with Alex. I thought that these were letters that he had wrote. No, no, I'm telling

you. So he did write letters and then I did a time rewind to the origin. So he got brought in in 1930 and I again went back to 1929. Like that episode of Seinfeld. Yeah. He was having a card game with other workers that he was working at a sanitarium for a doctor with. And in that card game, a chauffeur pulled out all these dirty letters. He found he dug up in the garbage and he began reading them and they're like raunchy. Like, you know, you would think for the time

some like really raunchy shit and Fish loved it. He was like mega listening intently. He fell in love with this shit during the card game. It's it was like when I read the last page of the great Gatsby. So I guess the letters, like I said, detailed various acts of like perversion, even sadomasochism themes that would later become more central to fish his own writings. The experience of hearing these letters read aloud had a profound

effect on fish. It wasn't just the content that intrigued him, but it was also the reaction of the other men in the room while they heard it for the first time. The combination of shock, disgust, and fascination that these letters elicited seemed to resonate with Fish on a weird level, and he found himself drawn to the idea of expressing his own dark and twisted fantasies in a similar matter. That's why I'm on the Chillum and Adi podcast. That mean that's how we got Alex here.

Yeah, it's literally it. Yeah, it was. So he started writing essentially his own like dark x rated fan fictions and then mailing them out. He'd write it like, Hey, I'm gonna like come touch your boobies and like send it to the person that he's writing about. I got an example I'm gonna make one of you read, don't worry. God damn you.

Good. Fish began writing his own letters filled with explicit and grotesque descriptions of sexual acts, violence and perversion. And he often posed in these letters as a successful Hollywood producer or a wealthy businessman using these personas to try and learn like dictums for the letters, uh, and whatnot. He went by many aliases, but his real name, obviously being Albert fish,

believed he was a, uh, many people believed he was a member of America's most distinguished families. His, uh, so he'd begin writing these letters and, uh, where he submit them to people. So he would get again, using the married divorce list of things, he'd get addresses, send them as under fake names and send them, uh, to them. And then, uh, he would have like responses and he would hope to like hook them into a lettering chain where he could write more and more and more disturbing shit.

And then he's hold on, hold on. My just like cold-calling like 100% correct he's cold cold cold 1920s yes yeah cold cold calling like violent like sadomasochistic pop porn to people he never saw or knew just knowing that them reading it much like him shitting in the homes of those women that he would go to, knowing they would have to clean it up. And that got him off. It's the same thing. We're like, knowing that they were going to read it, remembering the reactions of everybody around the poker table, knowing that was going to be their reaction was

enough to like, get him fucking like again, horny as fuck. Like you love that shit. This is like big I send my dick to ladies energy. You know what I mean? And that's literally what it is. Yeah. And by this point in 1928, he had been arrested three or 1929 rather. He had already been arrested three times for larceny within six weeks. How is that not like go to jail now? I mean, good, good goddamn question. I don't know. I don't know.

Like three times for larceny in six weeks. That guy's a criminal. He's up. He's done. Yeah. I mean, he just kept blaming it on like voices and shit and God's orders. So in 1929 is when he began mailing these obscene letters to women whose names he obtained from those sources, including matrimonial agencies and even newspaper classifieds. And one memorable incident stemmed from a classified ad, though it had occurred several years earlier. In his letters, Fish, like I said, often posed as a Hollywood producer, offering large sums of money and affection to women

willing to perform certain services for him, or a fictitious teenage son named quote unquote Bobby, which would never happen. He never wanted them to actually come over. He never really, there was no son named Bobby. It was a character he created that he used in these letters. He just wanted them to see it. Correct. And so in these letters describing these things, I'm going to give you a letter he sent. Now this is entirely fake. He didn't do any of this. This is one of his like slasher fiction, like whatever you want to call this shit. Like it's like nasty porno X rated fan fiction.

I'm going to throw it in the chat here. This is an excerpt directly from deranged. I wish you could see me now. Fish wrote in one letter. I'm sitting in a chair naked. The pain is across my back just over my behind. When you strip me naked, you will see a most perfect form. Yours, your sweet honey of my heart. I can taste your sweet piss, your sweet shit. I'm so glad this is coming out of my mouth.

Great. You must pee pee in a gla- fucking shit. You must pee pee in a glass! Fucking shit. You must pee pee in a glass. Get those AI trainers ready, folks. This is like when you see a dude's like message over over like Discord and it gets a link to it. You're like, really, bro? This is what you wrote, dude? This is what you wrote? This man wrote.

I see. I. You must pee pee in a glass and I shall drink every drop of it as you watch me. Tell me when you want to. And I assume num is what's number tell me when you want to do number two. No, read that again. Read that sentence again. Tell me when you want to number two, we want to do number two. You're missing out on the do. Oh boy. Well, tell me what I want to do. Number two, I will take you over my knees. Oh boy. Well, tell me what I want to do. Number two,

I will take you over my knees, pull up your clothes, take down your drawers and hold my mouth over your sweet honey fat ass and eat your sweet peanut butter as it comes out fresh and hot. That's how they do it in Hollywood. That's all they do in Hollywood, baby. Holy shit. I can't wait. Do not warn. You should put a warning at the beginning of this episode not to start playing Smash

Brothers until it's over. To another woman, Fish explained that his only son Bobby, who had been crippled by infantile paralysis. Again, a fake character entirely, needed frequent spankings with a cat 09 tails for his own good. Fish assured his correspondent that Bobby did not wet or dirty his clothes or bed. He described the specific process of unbuttoning Bobby's pants for the toilet and explain how to administer spankings. In September 1930, Fish sent one of his obscene letters to a professional housekeeper he found

through the New York World Situations Wanted section. Mrs. E. Solari, I almost thought that was about to say Mrs. E. Coli. I swear. It looks a lot like it's about to. Yeah. Mrs. E. Solari of 245th East 40th Street turned the letter over to the police, which honestly the only smart thing to do. Yeah. That's exactly what I would do if somebody said I must pee pee in a glass. I don't like when you're about to be like, we'll give that a second, because I know you're about to be like, the police looked at it and were like, this doesn't seem to be anything. They offered to suck the peanut butter themselves. Actually, no, no, no, it's not going to be that actually. I promise it's actually not bad. All right. Despite using

the pseudonym Robert Fisk, Fisk included a return address leading to his arrest. Ah, he was detained before Thanksgiving and sent to Bellevue for psychiatric observation. So this goes back. So you did a time jump on us. Yep. After the court, social worker deemed his mental condition questionable. He had believed so thoroughly that the woman he was about to, he was messily doing that letter with actually was into what he was into that he put his own return address on it. The only time he ever did it. And that's what got him arrested. He wasn't putting his return address on any of the other letters, but he for some reason was convinced that this woman would be really into it. And so he just, I guess, convinced himself that it would be fine. He got so horny that he went crazy.

He did. Yeah. He forgot about what was real. Yeah. Exactly. He couldn't think straight. So Fish had been at Bellevue for just over a week when Dr. Atilio LaGuardia, a young psychiatrist, interviewed him. LaGuardia began by asking Fish when he started writing obscene letters to which he said last year about June. And there's a whole interview. Who wants to be Fish and who wants to be the doctor? I mean, I'm clearly Fish now, so.

Oh, hey, look, if you want to do it, be my guest. Look, once you say, I want you to drink my pee pee, you're kind of fish. So last year about June is what he said and can pick up right after that. Fish replied, avoiding eye contact and picking up a sore on a picking at a sore in a scalp. How did you come to write these letters? LaGuardia asked. Fish explained that during the summer of 1929, he had worked as a handyman

and painter at a Harlem sanitarium run by Dr. Robert B. Lamb. One night, Lamb chauffeur found a stash of dirty letters and read them aloud to the group of men, including Fish. Hearing them inspired Fish to start writing his own. Before that, LaGuardia inquired had Fish, oh, I guess this is you, before that LaGuardia had inquired had Fish ever had the desires before.

We have the back and forth coming up right here, basically. Fish shook his head emphatically. No, sir, not at all. LaGuardia noted this and asked, when you wrote these obscene letters, how did you feel? I had no particular feeling, Fish whispered. Did you feel that you had to write these letters? LaGuardia continued. Fish shrugged saying it was just sort of a habit. LaGuardia questioned Fish about his marital status, previous legal troubles and memory,

having him count backwards from 100 by sevens, which Fish did flawlessly. LaGuardia then asked about Fish's last sexual intercourse. I literally, if guys, I'm going to let you know, this is honest, honest to God. If we were anywhere and I said to guys, I'm going to let you know, this is honest, honest to God. If we were anywhere and I said to you, Hey, count backwards from a hundred by seven and you did it flawlessly. I would be like psychopath. Jesus dude.

Yeah. When I read that, I'm like, I don't think I could do that at all. Like in my mind, flawlessly is he starts at 100 and he's like 93 and he starts like, go, yeah, that's to me. I'm like, that, Bing, Bing, Bing, Bing, Bing, Bing. Yeah. That's to me. I'm like that scary as shit that you are. That's a computer. Yeah. If you had to think about it, I'd be like, all right, no, you could do it with a little bit of like human time. Sure, sure, sure, sure. You know, just do some, you gotta kick a few

seconds for math, but if he's just able to do it, it's crazy. I'd be like, so LaGuardia then asked fish about his last sexual intercourse. Right. Two years ago, fish responded after pondering. Have you had any desire since that time? LaGuardia then asked Fish about his last sexual intercourse. Right. Two years ago, Fish responded after pondering, have you had any desire since that time? LaGuardia asked. No. Fish replied, still avoiding eye contact. Have you been a steady church goer?

LaGuardia asked. Fish smiled for the first time during the interview, saying proudly, yes, sir, Episcopal church. LaGuardia then asked how Fish reconciled his actions with his faith. There's no comparison, Fish said, his smile fading. What the fuck? After the interview, LaGuardia's notes were compiled in a report by Dr. Manus S. Gregory, head of Bellevue Psychiatric Department, and forwarded it to Judge Frank J. Coleman of

the U.S. District Court of Southern District of New York. During Fish's observation period here at the hospital, Gregory noted that Fish had been quote, quiet and cooperative with no signs of delusion or hallucinatory experiences, which actually pointed me to a term I had not heard before this, which was parafrenia. I don't know if you know what that is, but yeah, when I looked it up, it's not an official DMS or like the mental health disorder, but it's essentially schizophrenia, the same, like hallucinations and insane shit, but with no outward symptoms, like you, you still put on a totally normal face, like

you're able to live a normal life. You're able to keep all the hallucinations to yourself for the most part and don't really like, you're just not telling anyone basically able to keep it to yourself. Yeah. For whatever reason, you're able to like, just put out any physical like open symptoms of like a schizophrenia. Like us sometimes playing horror games where we see the scare, but we're like, look, yeah, yeah, yeah. I got, you know what? I got stuff to do. I can't be scared of this.

We're just tripping. You're just kind of walking around tripping. Yeah. Pretty much like doing edibles at Disneyland, but there's no edibles. Yes, yes. And you think that you think the mountains in car cars land is real, but then you realize it's fake and then you question whether the sky is fake too. Yeah, whoever does that. Yeah, but in this case, it's Jesus. Right, right, right. So Dr. Gregory concluded that while fish displayed signs of early senile changes, his mentality was unimpaired, especially for his age.

Gregory suggested that Fish's behavior was rooted in sexual psychopathy manifesting from early life rather than senile dementia. Despite Fish's apparent sexual perversion, Gregory determined that Fish showed no signs of quote, mental deterioration or dementia, concluding that Fish was not insane at the time. However, his assessment underestimated the depths of fishes fucked up derangements. And despite his harmless outward appearance,

Fish was actually just an extremely dangerous individual who had done a ton of heinous crimes for almost 50 years at this point that he had never been caught for like people just went missing and nobody ever found out. And then when he remember he like when he did that to that dude's dick, he literally just skipped town that next day and left him a dollar. No one knows what happened to the guy. Yeah. We don't have any idea. That should be a pod. That should be like an award winning like New York times podcast is like finding

that guy. That'd be wild if somebody did find him. It'd be so interesting. It probably would take, it probably would be like, it'd probably take like three hours to find. Yeah, probably. Well, you know, so Fish remained at the hospital for about 30 days, during which he was polite and cooperative, which is very similar to many of the serial killers that end up going to these hospitals. Gacy was very remember Gacy ended up like running his for a while, like he was like in charge. He became like the like cool guy on campus, but like, yeah, like a love beloved inmate. But as the weeks cool guy on campus but like yeah like a love beloved inmate but as the weeks kept

creeping on fish grew increasingly desperate to get the fuck out of there and on january 5th he wrote to his eldest daughter mrs uh mrs anna collins of a story of queens in a self-pitying tone asking why none of his children had written him and since jesse read it last time this one will be for alex to read. This is the letter he wrote. If you're if he says PP in there, somebody real upset. I am the only one here who does not receive a letter or a visitor. I've written to you to Gertrude, Jean, Henry.

None of you answer. I am three weeks here today. Now any do this for your poor old father. Write a letter to Dr. Gregory, Bellevue Hospital, as soon as you get this. Ask him in God's name to send me back to court. You know, the sooner I get my sentence, the sooner I am back home.

Don't fail me now. Love to you all from Papa. I'm imagining Daniel Plainview now is what's happening as he's turning into, I abandoned my boy. And shortly after that letter, Fish got his wish. And on January 16th, he was discharged from Bellevue. And a few days later, Judge Coleman put him on probation and released him into the custody of his daughter, Anna. And once again, Fish was back on the loose. Very similar to so many killer killers that like they have them and then they're just like he's just kind of weird.

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Babbel.com slash chill spelled B-A-B-B-E-L dot com slash chill rules and restrictions may apply thank you so much to Babbel for sponsoring today's episode well when you initially got captured however and got sent off to Bellevue, the cops got full access into Fish's room. In the following year of going there, they went through his entire room and the police discovered more letters that were hidden under his mattress that he had never sent, as well as a homemade cat-and-nine-tails whip that he used on himself. Tucked inside a dresser drawer, they found a decaying wiener, like not like wiener like dick, but like wiener hot dog, and a carrot. And one of the officers, one by

the name of John P. Smith, looked to fish because he was with them at the time like fish. This is when he just got caught. And he asked him what he used the whip for. And the old man shrugged and replied, I like to whip myself with it, though he don't suppose that's any of your goddamn business. You know, you know, whatever. Like, yeah, again, same thing. Like, if this is just a guy who's just getting ripped on for whipping himself, it's one thing, but they keep equating this with like the fact that he like murders and mutilates people, which I it's so weird. Yeah. the officer then inquired about what's up with the hot dog and the carrot to which

elder fish simply like quickly responded. I stick them up my ass. At least it's straightforward about it. Hey, that's when he was then sent off. So after 30 days, it was a few years actually, after he was let go of relative calm for this junior who was still living with him at this point. When you say relative calm, does that mean just like every once in a while, he'd still just like run around with a hot rag in his ass?

I know nothing weirder than what he's seen. Fish Jr. hasn't didn't wasn't the one that walked in on him pinning himself. That was his younger siblings. He hasn't really come across anything other than the letter thing and finding the paddles. So he doesn't even know? He doesn't even know. No, we had no idea about the pin thing. The kids did not tell him.

The kids did not pass that along. I guess why would you if you're trying to dump your dad on him? So we're talking about four years of relative calm before the summer of 1934, which kind of brought a resurgence of his father's more disturbing at-home behaviors. Fish Jr. was now 35 years old when he was living with his father in a four bedroom apartment. They'd actually been living together since 1883 as a whole. And they were now living on Amsterdam Ave and one of the

Manhattan's Upper West Side and one of three buildings on the block that they were hired to be superintendents of. So they both are superintendents of three buildings of one of which they live in it. And since Fish Senior was like in his late 50s or early 60s at this point, he mostly just kept to the lighter work. He was like, he swept the buildings. He did vermin checks, the kind of easy stuff. Are they getting this money?

What do you mean? How do they have like capital for this? To get hired? They got hired. Okay. All right. They hired a superintendent. They don't own the building. They just like work for the building. Yeah. And then Fish Jr. did the heavy stuff. He did the painting. He

did the plumbing. He did the repair work if it needed to be done. And one afternoon while Fish Jr. was in the lobby of one of the buildings painting it at around 4pm, a tenant from upstairs ran down the stairs to tell him that a pipe in their bathroom had a sink had burst and that that room was flooding with water. So he immediately stopped painting, ran up the stairs to his apartment to grab his tools. And as he flung open the door, he was immediately greeted with some strange muffled sounds. Now his father was always home during the day, so it wasn't super surprising to him

that his dad was always home during the day so it wasn't super surprising to him that his dad was like home? What was weird was that these noises weren't coming from his father's bedroom but his. So he crept down the hallway and the sounds of thuds, slaps, followed by muffled whimpers got louder and louder until he got to his bedroom door that he saw was just open a crack. And so he curiously peeked in. And what he saw was that his window shades had been drawn, but not enough where the light hadn't still spilled through enough to kind of allow him to see what was going on. And there, standing in the middle of his bedroom, completely naked, was his father.

One hand was wildly beating himself off with what he called a quote unquote swollen dick. And while the other one, his other hand had one of those nail studded paddles and he was reaching behind himself, beating himself with it. And according to Jude fish junior, his father was quote wild eyed, panting with every strike of the paddle. He would jump into the air a little and cry out. You ever get the feeling that like, how long did he watch him?

It's almost too much. You know, like, he also goes on to say his face was beat red, sweat pouring down him while his ass was red, like raw meat and bleeding. That's a quote. There you go. That's yeah testimony. Why is it so... Descriptive? So sensually evocative. I again I feel like it's like gratuitous for the sake of gratuitous like when reporting this couldn't they be like they open the door and there he was just masturbating instead it's's like, so there he was. Well, we all know. It's like, whoa, what?

Well, have you watched Fox 11? Like, have you ever watched like any of those like when animals attack or, you know? No, this is the era. This is just- I mean, yeah, it's just like a weird- This is just after the era of, of Belle, of Belle star, where they literally took everything she did and amplified the violence and sensationalized it.

This is the same time period. In this case, except in this case, it's just it's all this is all actually happened. He actually just really did all this kids testified as to what they saw. Can I circle back real quick to the swollen dick? Are you talking about his actual holding his dick really hard and just the way you said it the way you said it, you said beating himself off with a swollen dick and I thought you meant that he had something that he was calling a Swollen dick. No. Yeah. No, I got it. I got it. Now. We're back. We're back. Yeah. Yeah, we're back

so this was just a total out of nowhere surprise other than seeing those paddles and he was just like my 1930s brain cannot compute this dude Like zoinks. Yeah, pretty much. Yeah. Uh, and so what he ended up doing was standing there fucking absolutely traumatized and confused after a few moments, quietly backed away, got his

tools, let his dad just do what he was going to do and he never told a fucking soul, not even his own siblings. That's so American. Just let him go. Yeah. That's so American. he was going to do and he never told a fucking soul, not even his own siblings. That's so American. Just let him go. Yeah, that's so American. What would you do? Would you call?

I feel like I might call like a hospital. Ah, no, I think I would go, hey, bud, you good, dude? I'm gonna say I'll be honest. This is a lot for me. I hope you're good. If this is how you play it, that's fine. But hey, maybe we can, maybe we can just chat about this later.

Tyke. Maybe you can do that in your room, Dad, and not my room. Yeah, what's going on? Yeah, yeah, maybe we move the action to the part of the house where I don't sleep every night. That'd be cool. Because it's a four bedroom apartment they're living in at this time.

He has the room. Yeah. He has the room. Yeah. And then there were just a varying other amount of incidents that Albert Jr. kind of bumped into around this time. There was a black cat incidents where one day Albert Sr. brought home a stray black cat kept it locked in his room for days refusing to let anyone else see it. Junior could hear the cat meowing and scratching at the door, but his father remained tight lipped about what he was doing to it. And you just never heard the cat again. No idea what happened to it. Probably

not good. And there were the needles Albert Jr. then discovered one day, carefully hidden inside a book by Edgar Allen Poe, his collection of needles that he liked to use. They were sewing needles, they're sharp points kind of just slightly caked in blood. The sight of them definitely put Albert Jr. off. Why not just clean them? Why not just put a little, just put a fucking match. Imagine even clean his beating paddles. So he's not going to go out of the way to clean

each needle meticulously. And then there were the newspaper clippings that he found Albert Jr. kind of stumbled upon them while cleaning out of his father's room one day They were articles detail detailing gruesome crimes stories of violence into pravity that he thinks were just to fascinate the old man But I think these clippings were of newspapers like Souvenirs climbs that he did that he never got full caught for because that is very kind of on brand for serial Yeah of him Being discovered in that way. Yep. Would be exciting to him. It would absolutely be part of his based

on the letters and everything. Yeah, exactly correct. But the not one of the more weird chains that happened in his father wasn't had to do didn't have to do with like sexual stuff. At some point, his father's behavior changed in a way that made him insatiable for craving raw meat that he would only eat to coincide with the full moon. It's like the liver king. Yeah, yeah, without the steroids. Yeah, I don't, there's no real, we don't really know like what it was. Okay, let's get about to ask. We don't have a reason for that. He just like, no, decided Jesus. Probably like if I had to guess like probably like St. John, the apostle told him, yeah, it might've been just like one of those things. You are

meat. He's like, you are meat. So why, you know, yeah, negative. I am a meat popsicle. And so all this kind of added up and Albert Jr. was starting to become really worried for his father's own sanity and his own well-being overall. And something bad was, he considered something bad to be happening in the old man's head and that he didn't know how much longer that he himself, Albert Jr. could take it. He was already contemplating leaving to move out, finding his own place where he could just escape his own dad and just to let his dad just be consumed by his own darkness. Essentially, do we have any sense of how intense this guy was the dad? Like, like, like, yeah, like, okay, like,

oh, I know he didn't hurt his kids or anything like that. But like, was he like, just a hothead asshole who was like always threatening them? Nope. He was a cool, calm, very collected individual. And then sometimes they'd find him heaving in his room, smacking himself in the balls. Yeah. Okay. All right. Yeah. Uh, again, the outward appearance of normality while behind the curtains, the man is fucking, uh, his brain is just fucking broken into. I'm just trying to like empathize with this human in some way. I'm trying to figure out like what the logic is and I'm just I'm failing to grasp like

why like how this could be. The other issue was out for Junior is that he wasn't getting a lot of sleep because his father started getting plagued with nightmares that would just wake him up with screaming and whining. Just a few nights prior, Junior had been jolted awake by the sounds of violent thrashing and terrified gasps coming from his father's bedroom. So he rushed in to find out what was going on. And there he was sitting up in bed, drenched in sweat, looking like he'd just seen something

horrible. And when he asked what's wrong, pa, Albert Jr. says senior just shook his head gently. And then he looked around kind of like nervously with his eyes wide in the and he said nothing, son, just a bad dream. And part of me thinks it's he's it maybe he's having some sort of nightmares about his previous murders that he'd committed up to this point? Uh, I don't know. Sure. I mean, that feels like some Zach Baggins type stuff though. Like, yeah, exactly. Who? No, no, not mean haunting. I meant more like guilt, guilt dreams.

No, but that's what I mean. Like we know he had what happened on the outside, right? But we're not, we're not going to like, yeah, go, could he just be thinking about his murders and having a nightmare because he's, and the reason that that, you know, I say it may have been that is he goes on describe his dreams occasionally later on. But a lot of it as a reoccurring theme of a young girl, and the crime that would eventually get Albert Fish caught was actually committed about six years prior to 1934 and 1928. This is where

we take the turn from the insane hilarity to the insane, this is the monster he was. And we're not going to go over every fucking detailed murder. We went through some nasty stuff in the first episode, but this is the thing that everybody knows Albert Fish for. The man, while he was fucking insane, was unimaginably cruel. And the tragic events that happened on May 25th, 1928 to a young girl when a man by the name of Edward Budd, an 18 year old seeking employment placed an ad in the Sunday edition of the New York World. The ad read quote, young man 18 wishes position in country, Edward Budd and then he gives his address 406 15th street. Albert Fish, who was a sadistic predator, saw this as an opportunity and decided

to respond to the ad. Fish disguised himself as a kind and harmless elderly gentleman named Frank Howard. On May 28th, he visited the Budd family at their apartment in Manhattan. Fish told them he was a prosperous farmer from Farmingdale, New York, looking to hire Edward for a job. He regaled them with tales of a successful farm and even mentioned hiring more help, assuring the Buds that Edward would have a secure and well-paid position. Fish's demeanor was so convincing that the Bud family trusted him entirely. Fish made, yeah, I know, this is the time, man. Again, the woman who saw him lighting his own shit on fire married him.

Well, they haven't been on the episode. They haven't been on the episode. They haven't been on the episode. They just, they just think he's some guy. He just showed up and sitting here, listening to the Albert fish episode for exactly two and a half hours or whatever. Time traveling is finally unlocked. I want the time travel to take this episode on the 1928, the day before, and give this to Edward bud, please. Okay. That'd be great.

So you visit the apartment. He told them about being a prosperous farmer and that he was hiring more help. And then he completely they all trusted him. And after several visits with the household, he noticed that they had children and a family. And so he started bringing small gifts for their kids and further started ingratiating himself within the family to build that trust. And during only a second visit on June 3rd, 1928, Fish claimed he was attending his niece's birthday party and invited their young daughter, Grace Budd, to Edward's 10 year

old sister, which was Edward's 10 year old sister to come along. It's a kids party, man. Why don't you I'll take her off your hands. We'll go to a party and I'll take her I'll bring her back when the party's over. Uh huh. Uh huh. He assured the buds that Grace would be safe and would return that evening, trusting the kindly old man. The buds allowed Grace to go with him. In reality, Fish had no intention of returning Grace.

Instead, he took her to an abandoned house he had previously scouted at 137 West 406 Street in Irvington, New York. And once inside the isolated house, Fish revealed his true horrifying intentions. He stripped her naked and strangled her. However, the horror didn't end there. He proceeded to mutilate and then cannibalize her body, deriving some weird sadistic pleasure from the act. And after committing this heinous crime, Fish managed to evade capture for years.

However, much like his own ego in attaching his own return address to that dumb letter, his own twisted sense of satisfaction from the crime led him to taunt the Budd family. On November 12th, fast-forwarding to 1934, nearly six years after Grace's disappearance, Fish sent an anonymous letter to her parents. The letter graphically detailed the kidnapping, murder, and cannibalization of Grace, causing immense anguish to the already grieving family. The issue is, when the letter arrived, the mother of Grace was illiterate. She couldn't read. Oh my God. letter arrived, the mother of Grace was illiterate. She couldn't read. So she had the police read this letter out loud to her. She had to hear it. She had to hear this. And so this is not

a pleasant letter. I and this is and I want to put this forward. There is heavy speculation that this is even true. Much like his other letters that were filled with fabrications and lies. This seems like it may also be filled with a lot more elaboration and lies, but it is the crime still happened. Whether the cannibalization and all that stuff is true is up to debate because fish just lived in a fucking broken reality. So this letter is a heavy read. Would you like me to read it boys? Or would one of you would like to read this?

I will do it. All right. That's all I need to hear. Uh, I have to pick it in, I think two parts cause it's just kind of long. Two parts. It's a, again, he's so confident in this. Can I just, can I just say for years and years and years and years and years, I've always thought that the news, when they report the news and they leave out like details, I'm like, you're not doing anyone any good by leaving that. Let me just stress to newscasters around the world. Hey, thanks. Cause this stuff sucks. Thank you so much. Yeah. This is not,

this is not plus this might be the one. Yeah. This might be the one you could leave out. That's pretty good. Yeah. Here we go. Dear Mrs. Budd, in 1894, a friend of mine shipped as a deckhand on the steamer Tacoma, Captain John Davis. They sailed from San Francisco to Hong Kong, China. On arriving there, he and two others went ashore and got drunk. When they returned, the boat was gone. At that time, there was a famine in China.

Meat of any kind was from one to $3 a pound. So great was the suffering among the very poor that all children under 12 were sold to the butchers to be cut up and sold for food in order to keep others from starving. A boy or girl under 14 was not safe in the street. You could go in any shop and ask for steak, chops, or stew meat. Part of the naked body of a boy or girl would be brought out and just what you wanted cut from it. A boy or girl's behind, which is the sweetest part of the body and sold as veal cutlet, brought the highest price. John stayed there so long he acquired a taste for human flesh.

On his return to New York, and why, he stole two boys, one seven, one eleven. Took them to his home, stripped them naked, tied them in a closet, then burned everything they had on. Several times, every day and night, he spanked them, tortured them to make their meat good and tender. First, he killed the 11-year-old boy because he had the fattest ass and, of course, the most meat on it. Every part of his body was cooked and eaten except the head, bones, and guts. He was roasted in the oven, all of his ass, boiled, broiled, fried, and stewed. The little boy was next, went the same way. At that time, I was living at 409 East 100 Street, rear right side. He told me so often how good human flesh was, I made up my mind to taste

it. On Sunday, June the 3rd, 1928, I called on you at 406 West 15th Street. Brought you pot cheese and strawberries. We had lunch. Grace sat in my lap and kissed me. I made up my mind to eat her. On the pretense of taking her to a party, you said yes, she could go. I took her to an empty house in Westchester I had already picked out. When we got there, I told her to remain outside.

She picked wildflowers. I went upstairs and stripped all my clothes off. I knew if I did not I would get her blood on them. When all was ready I went to the window and called her. Then I hid in a closet until she was in the room. When she saw me all naked she began to cry and tried to run down the stairs. I grabbed her and said she would tell her mama. First I stripped her naked.

How she did kick, bite, and scratch. I choked her to death, then cut her in small pieces so I could take my meat to my rooms, cook and eat it. How sweet and tender her little ass was roasted in the oven. It took me nine days to eat her entire body. I did not fuck her though. I could have had I wished she died a virgin.

And that letter is a letter that got him caught. Now how much of that is true? I would wager to guess barring maybe the actual murder. I don't know. A lot of it could have been just fucking kind of made up. But nonetheless, letter is one of the most heinous things I've ever written to read in my life. I feel like I got gotta brush my fucking teeth. Yeah, right? You feel like you need to fucking go clean your mouth out. I definitely need to go to the dentist immediately.

The letter with its horrible details provided crucial clues that eventually led to Fish's arrest. The envelope had a small, hexagonal emblem with the letters NYPCBA, which stood for New York Private Chauffeurs Benevolent Association. This clue helped Detective William F. King trace the letter back to a rooming house where Fish had stayed in on December 3rd and on December 13th, 1934, Fish was apprehended by the police.

During his trial, Fish confessed to the kidnapping and murder of Grace Budd, as well as numerous other crimes. As I said last time, he was found guilty of 15, though the Supreme Court believes that it was upwards of 20 or 30 potential victims that he actually truly had. He was diagnosed with severe psychosis, but the jury found him sane and guilty of premeditated murder. And the reason they found him that way is because he was able to maintain a

normal life because he was able to put also admitted planning it in the fucking letter, desperately tried to come off as insane during the trial with the, the God stuff and all that stuff. And again, the, uh, the testimonial of his kids did lean into that, but because he was able to maintain a normal life, because he was able to hide it from people that to them showed him him that no, this was he knows right from wrong. He knows like what he's supposed to do and not supposed to do. So fuck that. No, he didn't find him insane. Albert Fish would be sentenced to death and would be executed in the electric chair at Sing Sing

Correctional Facility on January 16 1936. And there's a little bit of like back and forth that we get from these testimonies. We have a ton of just like the back and forth. And there's one that is, there's a few in there that are actually kind of funny. One from Helen Carlson, who was a Brooklyn landlady in 1927, who had been one of the anonymous recipients of Fish's unwelcome attentions. And she ended up testifying on the on like the first Monday of their trial. So as a woman being asked by a lawyer in court, the first one is the lawyer she's there asking about the substances of the nasty letter that she received anonymously to get on file of

that he was actually sending anonymous letters. Who wants to be the lawyer? Alex, you be the lawyer. Do you recall the substance of the letters Dempsey asked? You're the lady who received the letter, Jesse. Well, I do, but I don't want to say anything about it. Dempsey finally prevailed on her to summarize one of the less unmentionable parts of Fish's first letter. Continue, Jesse. He told me he was going to a lodge, Miss Carlson said, her voice barely above a whisper,

and he expected to have a lot of things done to him. And one of the principal things would be he would be tarred and feathered. And he wanted help, wanted me to help him next day to remove all this. He said the lodge allowed him twenty dollars for this procedure, and would double it to forty if I would help him." The other two letters asked Dempsey, were they of similar character? Yes, only worse than that. Miss Carlson went on to describe the bloody, nail-studded paddles she had discovered in the attic after Fish's eviction, though she shied away from characterizing the little

mess she had found on his bedroom floor. What do you mean by a little mess? asked Dempsey. I don't like to say just what it was, Miss Carlson replied, he made some dirt and left it behind the door. Can you say what kind of dirt it was? Human dirt. Number two asked Dempsey according to playground euphemism. Yes.

We can we can leave her right there. Human dirt, dude. Human dirt from the woman who was afraid of the poop. Yeah. The trial did not last long at all. And he would be sitting in jail for approximately a year and a half before he did get put to the electric chair, as I said, and Fish's life ended. It was through these court proceedings, we found that the daughters were never

privy to any of his weirder proclivities. The brothers never told her about, told his daughters about them. And unlike the sons, once the daughters became of age, they got married real fucking quick and like left the house. Lee. That's why the sons were the ones that kind of stumbled upon most of his stuff. And that gentlemen is the story of Albert fish. So I suppose you could say fuck. He sleeps with the fish.

He is sleeping with the fishes. I literally forgot. I forgot. Patreon.com slash Jaluma. Alex has a wedding. Please help him. Boys, how you feeling after that two parter? Terrible. That sucked. That was unpleasant. Hurt, damaged, how you feeling after that two parter? Terrible sucked. That was unpleasant hurt, damaged, uh, changed.

No, actually like there's, there's something about this. That's w that's definitely disturbing. And it's more to me, like the acts are like on the surface, disturbing, like, just like you said, math is like, this is not like vexing to me. Like I have as the host of this show, you know, been exposed to all kinds of acts of violence that I've been desensitized to. It's the picture that you get of the guy as a whole that really fucks me up. Like it's not really, it's not really any of the one, like the fact that he eats shit

or calls it sweet peanut butter or any of that shit. That's just kind of funny in like anecdotal ways. Yeah, but like, but like, God damn it, dude. Yeah, like fucked up, man. Yeah, exactly. You're a interesting one. So next week, we'll do something a little bit lighter. I don't know if one of you boys want to take the helm next week or I can, but we'll definitely whoever has the episode, well, nice little palate cleanser and a kind of reset to homeostasis. Thank you for all of those who made it through both episodes.

If you did, you should just let us know already. If you made it through both episodes, please God, let me know. That's like people who are like, I worked 365 days a year for seven years in a row, guys. I'm better than you. Like, I don't know. That's true. No, I didn't say it makes you better. It just means, I don't know that getting through this and coming out the other side is like a thing I'd, this is like, you know, sometimes if you ask grandpa, what was, what it was like in the war and he doesn't tell you, there's probably

a good reason he ain't bragging. That's kind of how I would be if somebody asked me what I went over this week on the pond. Yeah. Yeah. This is why I have it. Cause what I went over this week on the pod. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. This is why I have to force this knowledge on other people.

So yeah, I pay you for it. Yeah. Thank you all so much for joining us. We're gonna have a Patreon.com social Monotty pod to do a mini. So as brand new round popcorn episode over there as well, we watched fire in the sky. The story of the Travis Walton abduction. This movie had a budget and a crew. It's pretty crazy.

It's crazy what kind of effect that has on a film's quality. And the abduction scene towards the end of the movie was crazy. It was long, long, but crazy. Go watch it. So yeah, we're heading right over there right now. Thank you all so much. We'll see you next week.

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