Timesuck with Dan Cummins - 144 - The Texas Killing Fields

Episode Date: June 17, 2019

Since 1971, well over thirty women have disappeared along a fifty mile-long patch of I-45 between Houston and Galveston. Some refer to this stretch of the Gulf Freeway as a highway to Hell, and to the marshy land around it as "The Texas Fields." Initially, the press only referred to one twenty-five acre patch of land in League City, an abandoned oil field, as the Texas Killing Field after the remains of two women were found in early 1986 on the same day. And both bodies were found near where a third body had been uncovered in 1984. And then more bodies turned up on and around this old oil field. Who killed these women? And what does today's tale have to do with Matthew McConaughey? Find out on today’s true crime smorgasbord mystery edition of Timesuck! Thanks for allowing us to donate $2400 this month the National Alliance to End Homelessness:https://endhomelessness.org/ Yip, yip, yaw! Happy Murder Tour Standup dates: (full calendar at dancummins.tv) July 26-27 Cincinnati, OH West Liberty Funnybone CLICK HERE for tix! August 1-3 Charlotte, NC The Comedy Zone CLICK HERE for tix! August 4 Richmond, VA The Funny Bone CLICK HERE for tix! August 9-10 Orlando, FL The Improv CLICK HERE for tix! *** LIVE TIMESUCK *** Orlando, FL The Improve CLICK HERE for tix! Listen to the best of my standup on Spotify! (for free!) https://spoti.fi/2Dyy41d Timesuck is brought to you by the following sponsors: Quip: Get your first refill pack free at getquip.com/TIMESUCK Robinhood. Download the Robinhood app and start investing! Watch the Suck on Youtube: https://youtu.be/TQ5vCGph1BQ Merch - https://badmagicmerch.com/ Want to try out Discord!?! https://discord.gg/tqzH89v Want to join the Cult of the Curious private Facebook Group? Go directly to Facebook and search for "Cult of the Curious" in order to locate whatever current page hasn't been put in FB Jail :) For all merch related questions: https://badmagicmerch.com/pages/contact Please rate and subscribe on iTunes and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG, @timesuckpodcast on Twitter, and http://www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcast Wanna become a Space Lizard? We're almost 5000 strong! Click here: https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcast Sign up through Patreon and for $5 a month you get to listen to the Secret Suck, which will drop Thursdays at Noon, PST. You'll also get 20% off of all regular Timesuck merch PLUS access to exclusive Space Lizard merch. You get to vote on two Monday topics each month via the app. And you get the download link for my new comedy album, Feel the Heat. Check the Patreon posts to find out how to download the new album and take advantage of other benefits.

Since 1971, over 30 women have disappeared along a 50 mile stretch of I-45 between Houston and Galveston. Causing some to refer to this little patch of South Texas interstate, officially known as the Goal Freeway as the Highway to Hell. XDA agent, Dawn Farerone, the man who wrote the screenplay for the 2011 film, loosely based on a few of these murders, Texas Killing Fields. Farerone told reporters for a CBS 48 hours mystery investigation into the crimes that there even used to be a sign on a bridge as you drove into the Killing Fields area that read, you are now entering the cruel world. He also said that the land around this lonely stretch of asphalt is just a perfect place

for killing somebody and then getting away with it. In addition to the women whose bodies have been found many additional women, believed to have also been murdered, have gone missing from the area since the 70s. National interests in these murders began when between 1983 and 1991, four female corpses were all found on the same 25 acre patch of land that sits in the heart of all these killing and disappearances. The undeveloped land the bodies were found found on an old league city Texas oil field is located about a mile from Interstate 45.

It borders the Calder oil field. These acres of brush in marshland are hidden behind the little Magnolia Creek Baptist Church on Calder Drive in league city. In outer southern suburb of Houston, they only had 10,000 people in it in 1970, but has exploded to a population of over 100,000 now. And the press began referring to these 25 acres as the Texas Killing Field.

Singular, an early 1986, when police found the remains of two missing women on the same day, February 2. The first body, which for decades was known as an unidentifiable Jane Doe, just recently identified this past April through genealogy testing as Audrey Lee Cook, a 30-year-old mechanic, the second body belonged to a 16-year-old local clear creek high school sophomore Laura Lynn Miller. And Audrey's remains are found just 50 yards from where the body of a 23-year-old cocktail waitress, Heady Fye, had been found two years before in 1984 after a dog carried her skull twin nearby home. And then in 1991, the remains of a fourth woman who remained another Jane Doe until this

past April, now known as Donna Prudhami, a 34 year old mother or two, were found no more than a hundred yards from the three other bodies. And all four women's remains seemed to have been arranged in the same way, laying on their backs, nude with their arms crossed over their chest. Were they the victims of the same killer? We're gonna look into that today. And in the Houston, Galveston area around this initial killing field, bodies had been turning up for years before the press gave the 1980s

and the 1991 murders of catchy title. In the 1970s, alone, the bodies of 11 murdered girls and young women were found. Under the 13 bodies, including three I just mentioned were found in or not far from the league city killing field in the 1980s. Then in the 1990s, another 12 women and girls were killed in the area, including the already mentioned Donna Prudhami. And a few additional girls were abducted, abducted and were assaulted, but managed to escape. And then in additional five female bodies were discovered between 2001 and 2006. So many bodies have been found in various marshes and swampy fields along I-45s at the whole 50-mile stretch of Gold Freeway, the highway to hell has become known to many as the plural

Texas Killing Fields. Will more bodies be found in the Texas Killing Fields? Who is killing all these women? Is someone still killing women in this area? Most likely the women were killed by multiple murderers, at least a few of whom were very possibly serial killers. We have several strange, creepy suspects to go over today, some of whom were eventually found guilty of some of the killing fields area murders, and at least one suspect was very likely wrongly convicted. Other suspects seem to have gotten away with some murders. One dirt bag may have

kept killing in the area after going on the run when he was able to post bond after killing a man who tried to keep him from driving away after he jumped out of a red and white GMC pickup, nude from the ways down and began masturbating in the street in front of some young children. The world has never had a shortage of dirty birds and we look into many of them and examine way too many killings in today's true crime, smorgasbord, mystery edition of Time Suck. You're listening to Time Suck. Work can wait meat sacks. It's called to the curious time. It's time for time suck. I'm

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This latte is gonna keep it going. And now it is true crime time. How many lavender latte? Don't talk too fast. I gotta tell myself in that insight for the rest of the show. Got a lot of cold cases, a lot of solved cases to go over today. Gonna talk a bit about Matthew McConaughey. Now his career was sort of kind of launched by these murders. I don't know if that's how he would see it, but you will learn the real story of what I'm talking about.

How Texas Killing Fields and McConaughey's acting career are actually intertwined in an interesting way. I love random trivia and this is a good piece of random trivia. This suck will be somewhat reminiscent for you weekly suckers of the alphabet murder suck from this past December, just like in that episode, we have a variety of dirt bags looking to today, a creep cornucopia, if you will, one guy who the real killer or killers never met who spent virtually his entire adult life in prison because of these murders and more.

I don't normally shout out a specific source because we use a lot of different sources each and every suck and we did use a lot of different sources this week as well, especially though that in Texas, you can look up anybody behind bars very easily and find out how much longer they're going to be in when they're release dates coming up all that stuff. But really, really leaned heavily on crime author, Catherine Casey's, deliver us three decades of murder redemption in the infamous I-45 slash Texas killing fields. The book published in 2005, fantastic resource. I don't know, Catherine, get not sponsored.

I just very thankful to have that resource because without it, this would have been real, real tricky to put together. The best way to attack today's topic is for sure chronologically. So let's just get to that. And let's kick off a long, dark, time-soc timeline right now. time suck timeline right now strap on the book soldier where marchin down a time suck timeline uh... we begin our timeline in nineteen seventy one

the year that three dog night joy to the world was the number one song in the country of of all songs that entire year a song that in my opinion has not held a test of time. So have fun trying to get this out of your head today. Jeremiah was a bullfrog, Darn it, was a good friend of mine. I never understood a single would have said, but I helped him. Well, drink his wine. And it always has some might to find wine. What the fuck are you talking about three dog night? And then the chorus,

we'll never leave your head. He's singing joy to the world. All the boys and girls, now joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me How's the only way when they wrote that song Another verse reads you know I love the ladies love to have my fun. I'm a high-life flyer in a rainbow rider a Straight shooting son of a gun. I said a straight shoot in son of a gun What is this song about Drinking wine with a bullfrog, making love with the ladies. I think mostly it's about drugs. A lot of the joy down between Houston and Galveston would go away in 1971.

The year of the initial killing, the press and detectives have lumped into the Texas Killing Fields murders. The killings began in little Alvin, Texas, 1971. When Alvin was a sleepy little South Texas town of just over 10,000 people, about 15 miles or so from Galveston Bay and the Gulf of Mexico, a little over 10 miles west of I-45, and around 10 miles from the league city killing field, it serves as a kind of central ground zero of sorts for all these murders today.

I'll be referencing how far the other murders are from the league city killing field a lot, because that's kind of right in the middle of when all this stuff, where all this stuff happened. Alvin was originally a railroad town, settled in the Santa Fe railroad, first bounced on through, you know, down to the coast in Texas. It was also a sundown town, at least as recently as the 1930s, the town where African Americans were not allowed to live. Where local politicians, past laws and ordinances, they made it possible, or impossible, excuse me, for black citizens to buy home, shop at local businesses,

or really do anything other than just quickly get out of town. This is the kind of shit I was thinking about when people refer to the past as a good old days. That wasn't good old days? For who? Who had it better than now? Those ordinances had long since gone away by early 1971. When the little town was a place

where you didn't think you had to worry about something terrible happening to your child. Also random trivia baseball hall of fame or one of the greatest pictures of all time. My favorite picture of all time, Nolan Ryan, the Ryan Express, the greatest strikeout artist of fucking ever grew up in Alvin graduating high school there being drafted by the Met's 1965. This hometown hero, a regular size dude with a lightning bolt cannon of an arm had just helped the miracle Mets win the World Series in 1969. And prior to a local girls murder in April of 1971, Ryan's athletic achievements were

the main gossipy talk of Alvin Texas. And then that all changed in June. On Thursday, June 17, 1971 at 12.30 pm, 13-year-old Collette and niece Wilson stood in Alvin, Texas at the intersection of Highway 6 and County Road 99. The eighth grader wore Mickey Mouse t-shirt and purple shorts, her hair long and dark, she carried a black clarinet case, and a file of sheet music. She was surrounded by undeveloped land, but also only two and a half miles from home. She just left a multi-school bandcamp. Her instructor had dropped her off where her mom Claire said she could pick her up. At the Wilson House, Claire had 10 kids. And

she asked which one of them wanted to come along to pick up Collette, her second oldest, what 10 kids? Nine of them are 13 and younger. I love my kids' death, but no part of me has ever wished I had more than two kids. Let alone 10. Literally have never thought. You know, be fun. Have an another eight-mouse to feed. You know, be great. Have an another eight hormonal bodies to share my home with. Gosh, you know what? I hate sleep and time to myself. You know, make me so happy. Almost a dozen little people with not quite developed brains asking me almost nothing but stupid fucking questions from the time I wake up to the time I pass out after beating some kid

ass because at least one of them refuses to listen to me every goddamn night. Fuck that. I don't know how people do it. I really don't. But anyway, Claire headed out to grab Collette with her two sons and her daughter, Alice, just six minutes. A lapse between the time Collette exited her instructor's car and when Claire Wilson arrived at the designated pickup corner. And when Claire drove up, Collette was already gone.

Someone else was parked there, someone who pulled off the road in an old car, Claire sat for a few moments, looking at that car. There was a man she'd never seen before behind the wheel. A man I'm guessing, when she'd finally learn about what happened to her daughter, she'd never stop thinking about why did I just walk over to his car and talk to him or take down his license plate number, get a physical description, something. But of course, at the time, she couldn't have known

what was happening. And as far as I know, this dude had nothing to do with Collette's disappearance. I just know how my brain works and that shit would eat me alive. Doesn't, wouldn't matter how many people told me there was nothing you could do, it would just fucking pop around your head.

I just, there's so many victims outside of the people who are actually murdered when it comes to these crimes. After a few minutes, the days before cell phones, Claire returned home so she can make some calls. She calls her husband, Tom, in his dental office, and then Tom calls the police, who initially don't seem too worried. Again, so sleep a little town. There's been no prior incidents that are happening around here at this time. They figured it's a rebellious teenager who's going to be home soon enough. Two days later on June 19th, when Klet still has not shown up or contacted anyone, the authorities began to treat her disappearance more seriously. They began to treat it as a kidnapping.

The issue is statewide alert. They bring in helicopters, but it's too late. Whoever had taken Klet was long gone. The Texas Rangers and state troopers joined the search, but they still can't find her. Claire and Tom even hire a private investigator in the days that follow, but he too fails to uncover any solid evidence. Collette's remains will be found months later. The first dead body attributed to whoever was behind the initial Texas killing field's

murders. Just two weeks later, two days before the 4th July, cement are standing on some scaffolding, painting the Pelican Island bridge, a steel and cement structure not far from the Galveston Harbor channel near the southern end of I-45, an industrial zone near the shipping yards, about 25 miles south of that league city, Killingfield. Around 10 that morning, one painter noticed a something floating in the distance before long they're all staring at it, guessing what it might be, turns out it was the dead body of a young, light skin African-American woman. The girl was nude, her wrists and ankles bound with long plastic laces. Police estimated that the

dead girl appeared to be approximately 20 years old. In fact, poor young Brenda Jones was only 14 years old, not even a high schooler. She was about to enter eighth grade that fall. She attended the island's Holy Rosary School, the first African American Catholic school in the entire state of Texas, where she was considered to be an excellent student. She could have done so many things, but then some selfish, sadistic fuck decided to use her for a temporary relief from his sexual urges. I decided to end somebody else's life just to fulfill one urge, essentially.

When Brenda didn't arrive home on time, the previous previous afternoon her family quickly had begun to search for one of her sisters called the police to report Brenda missing the afternoon before her body was found. Before she went missing Brenda told her mom that she wanted to go to the universe. She have Texas medical branches John Cilly Hospital to visit an aunt who'd fallen and broken a leg. She made it to the hospital visited her aunt then left later a bus driver verified that Brenda got on the bus at the hospital to head home, also got off at the stop that was just a few blocks from home. And in the few block walk between that bus stop and her home, somebody took her.

God dang, why do these killers always seem to take the best kids too? Like just once, it would make me just a teeny tiny, you know, feel just a teeny tiny bit better. If you read about one of the victims and it was something like, they found the body of Jenny Anderson today. Jenny had recently gotten expelled from school after she was arrested for satanizing three kindergarteners with an ice pick. Neighbors had also recently solved a mystery of why their pets have gone missing for years.

When one caught Jenny in the act of killing a local golden retriever by stapling its eyes closed and then using the poor pet as a living lawn dartboard. Jenny was also accused of murdering several neighborhood children before she herself was abducted. Like it's never in the fucking ballpark of that. It's always some straight-age student going to visit like a sick aunt in the hospital, some little angel, some sick fucking devil sides to prey on.

And again, not that murdering any kid is okay. It just sometimes, it just seems like the very brightest lights seem to get snuffed out the most often. At the Galveston County morgue, a medical examiner conducting Brenda's autopsy told police that Brenda had been sexually assaulted, that her paintings have been stuffed on her throat before death. The examiner also determined that she died at most a few hours before being found, suggesting that someone had abducted her the afternoon before,

then kept her alive all night before killing her around sunrise. My God. Initially, no one connected her murder to the earlier disappearance of Collette Wilson. No one connected the murder of Brenda and the disappearance of Collette with an abduction that had happened back in April, less than two weeks before Collette's disappearance, either. Back in April 27,, 1971, a 16 year old girl had went sunbathing on East Beach about three miles east of the Pelican Island Bridge where Brenda's body washed up.

It's a two day afternoon, during the school year, Shoreline was deserted. The teenager would tell police that a white man approached her and forced her into his car, then drove her to a more secluded area, short distance away, where she was somehow able to escape after he physically beat her and tried to rape her. And too bad in these stories, you don't hear more examples of the person escaping and then also killing the attacker.

When I used to take a crowd of classes, classes I really missed by the way, they would teach that the best defense is often a very good offense. And if you do have to strike someone to defend yourself, make sure you incapacitate them before you run. Remove the threat, make sure the threat has been handled, then take off. I'm sure it's way easier, way easier said than done. But if some dudes attacking you

and you hit him with like a rock or something, knock some down, I don't know. Maybe keep hitting him with a few more times, the rock. Maybe smash this fucking head into pulp, you know? Just nonstop parade of heavy fucking skull wax with a rock. If you didn't want his skull turned into astop parade of heavy fucking skull skull wax with the rock. If you didn't want his skull turned into a bloody pancake of brains and skull fragments, maybe shouldn't have tried to abduct and rape somebody or kill somebody.

I love it so much in a true crime tale when the victim ends up killing the attacker, just true instant justice, uh, which so many more stories work out that way. A month after Brandon was murdered on August 4th, 1971, two 14 year olds, Sharon Shaw and Ronda Renee Johnson go missing right after they stopped by the Wix ski school, a water ski based business in Galveston, the city encompassing the Pelican Island bridge and East Beach. Galveston by the way, it's not an island, little golf town, actually had about 10,000 people more in the early 70s than it does now, 60,000 compared to 50,000 now. Full of amusement parks, water ski rental companies,000 compared to 50,000 now. Full of amusement

parks, water ski rental companies, jet skis, you know, all kinds of summer fun activities back in 1971. Johnny Wicks and her husband Sam and Marine engineer who had served in the Navy during World War II ran Galveston's Wicks ski school. And Sam told police that Shaw and Johnson had stayed only briefly to shop, leaving when he told him to the ski boat wasn't going out because of choppy waters. The Wix's neighbors later said that they saw the girls leave the ski school, walk east towards 61st Street, a main thoroughfare that led towards the beach. Shaw and Johnson lived in Webster, a small town half an hour north of Galveston on the

mainland just off I-45. Webster less than three miles north of the site of the league city killing field. When the girls didn't return home their parents began searching. Almost three months later on October 28th 1971 a 19 year old bookkeeper working at a Houston Kroger grocery store Gloria and Gonzalez also reported missing by her roommate. Gonzalez had last been seen at their apartment on Jacqueline Street in Houston about 20 miles north of the league city epicenter like Collette Wilson and Shaw and Johnson, Gonzalez just disappeared. Then on November 9, 1971, 12-year-old Allison Craven also disappears. Her mother returns home from running errands for an hour to find her daughter, not in the apartment.

Six girls are now dead or missing. All disappeared between June and November 1971, from the area between Houston and Galveston all between only 12 and 19 years old. Just six days after Alison Craven's disappearance on November 15th, two more girls go missing. 15 year old friends and Galveston residents, Debbie Ackerman and Maria Johnson. Debbie was the daughter of German immigrants

and been born and raised in the area. Maria's family had moved to the area the previous year or step that had moved the family to the island that Galveston sits upon after getting a job there as a gynecologist. Debbie and Maria both loved the beach and the Gulf and they frequented the two search surf shops on the island and also were regular customers of the Wix ski school. At approximately 11.15 a.m. they went missing. Two teenage girls working at the Basque and Robbins ice cream parlor at Galveston's Port Holiday Mall, saw Debbie and Maria on the

street, called them over shortly before 1115. When they parted, one of the girls in the shop looked out, saw Debbie and Maria hitchhiking back when it wasn't crazy to do that when people trust each other more. Moments later, a white man and a white van with a piece sticker on the back window pulled over, lowered his window, talked to Maria, both girls scrambled into his van and then they were never seen alive again. When the girls didn't return home that afternoon, their parents called each other and the police, Maria's father also notified the Texas Rangers and the accraments called their sons home from college to help search for their sister.

And by the way, the Texas Rangers, the subject of suck 47 two years ago, are a law enforcement agency, not to be confused with the professional baseball team of the exact same name, based in Arlington, Texas. I doubt anyone is confused, but it is, I mean, it's the exact same name. The Rangers are the team by Nolan Ryan would play for in the final seasons of his career. And again, doubt anyone was confused, but how confused would it be? For some reason, you just you thought that people were calling professional baseball players to look for kids when they went missing. They could made me just picture like guys like Rafael Palmero, Julio Franco, Nolan Ryan Pudger, Rodriguez,

Gaylord Perry, hitting the streets, just questioning people, looking for clues in full uniform, like even Pudge has his catcher mask on When that when they uncover an important clue they just throw a quick around the horn Toss the baseball around when a suspect runs away Nolan beams them in the back with 102 mob power heat fastball Empire pops out of fucking no strike three you're out of here The search party doesn't even get started until an umpire has to yell Let's play ball. Then after seven hours of searching, they stop for a mandatory song break.

Take me out to the crime scene, take me out to the fields, find me some clues like some creeper tracks. I just want to get this kid back so it's root root root for the Rangers if we don't win it's a shame let me put one maybe two shots in a bad guys brain why am I all I know I know that's fucking ridiculous that that's the shit I spend way too much time on preparing these episodes I think I've taken that absurdity far enough now. I just had that image of my brain and I feel better getting it out and putting it in your brains. I went into November 17, two days after Debbie and Maria's disappearances.

Both of their families receive sadly some terrible news while fishing in elderly man happens upon a body and turn her by you in your Texas city, a short drive north on I-45 from Galveston, Texas city is less than 20 miles from league city. The corpse was partially submerged near a small wooden bridge that extended across the narrow bayou, ropes were used to reel it in. The dead girl had long dark reddish brown hair, she wore only a pink bra under a maroon blouse, pierced earrings and rings from the waist down, she was totally nude, 15-year-old Maria Johnson.

Her mom and stepdad had to identify her body. While helping pull Maria's body from the water, a Texas city fireman spotted skin protruding from the water 150 feet downstream from where Maria Johnson's body had been found. It was another 15 year old girl's corpse also nude from the waist down. It was Debbie Akerman. Both Maria and Debbie's wrists and ankles were bound just like Brenda Jones, wrists and ankles had been bound. This time with long black cords that look like shoe strings. On Debbie's body, officers noticed gunshot wounds to the upper back and the right of the spine. When words circulated at the last time Debbie and Maria were seen alive, they had been hitchhiking, local hitchhiking came to a grinding halt. The police still hadn't

connected all of the disappearances and murders, but fear had already come to the Gulf freeway and changed the way the locals were living their lives. Parents gave their kids new curfews or started refusing to let them be out without adult supervision at all. Just six days after Maria and Debbie's bodies were found, November 23rd, 1971, a man wielding a metal detector walked through a heavily wooded area near the addicts reservoir, Weste Houston, about 50 miles from the league city killing field. Rather than finding buried treasure, the man found it the capitated decomposing body. It was the remains of that 19 year old Kroger clerk who've been missing for nearly a month

now. Gloria Gonzalez. Also in the autopsy, Dr. Examiner Gloria's teeth for a positive identification, it was determined that some of the teeth found at the crime scene belonged to a second victim. Three days later, deputies returned to the addict's reservoir where Gonzalez's body had been found this time with cadaver dogs and equipment to mount a wider inspection of the area at 1030 that morning.

After fighting off nasty ass Texas bugs, waiting through knee high grass, watching out for venomous, not poisonous snakes. A sheriff spotted a pile of bones on a bed of decaying leaves, 50 yards from the flags that marked a spot where searchers had recovered Gonzalez' body. It was the remains of Colette Wilson, the 13-year-old who disappeared from Alvin, Texas, back on June 17th. Five dead girls in five months. The police are now painfully aware

that the murders, or at least most of them, are very likely the work of the same killer. Six weeks after the remains of Gloria Gonzales and Klet Wilson are discovered on January 3rd, 1972, the remains of two more girls are found near the affluent waterfront community of shore acres. The bodies are again found near some water. This time on the banks of an overflow ditch running off of Taylor Bayou east of I-45, 30

miles north of Galveston, 12 miles east of the league city Killingfield. If the bodies are Sharon Shaw and Rhonda Renee Johnson, the two 14 year old to five months earlier vanished after leaving the Wix ski school when they were told that the water was too choppy to take them out. The dead girls parents went before the press press pleading with anyone with information to come forward, hoping to find the man or men who'd murdered their daughters. And if you think, you know, hey, why say man or men? They didn't know for sure the killer or killers were male. Well, if you think that you must not have listened to very much true crime. These crimes are committed

at the hands of men roughly 999 out of a thousand times. The parents are also called out local law enforcement, demanded that more effort be put towards finding who was killing all these girls, at least seven dead girls in only six months now. The small police agencies along the Gulf Coast wanted nothing more than to solve these cases. They just didn't know how. They had never experienced anything remotely like this. The behavioral science, you know, the FBI was just being formed in 1972.

Profiles were just beginning to study cases like this. Local police did frantically search for suspects. They did put together a list. A list that was sadly uncover some very crooked cops and a list that would send the wrong man to prison for the rest of his life. Another victim that wasn't killed at the hands of any of these killers, but definitely had his life ruined because of these crimes. Two months later, March 1972, a local sheriff announced that he has a theory about who

had murdered all the girls. He thinks that the man was a former mental patient, one who tried to abduct a woman after stalking her recently. Unfortunately, a closer look revealed that this man Uh was just criminally focused on the one woman he'd been romantically interstimantically interested in not lots of women And there was literally no evidence connecting him to any of the other cases and he also had solid alabies This particular theory doesn't sound real thought out Just one excited officer just I know who did it

It was a crazy guy. Now it makes say that, Chuck Guys crazy think about it. Who does shit like this? fucking crazy people Okay, Chuck. Do you have anything else at all to base your suspicion on I mean not right now But it's a start of something. Yeah, that was a terrible suspect. Another possibility was, I love how this is written in some of the old articles, a quote, young hippie

with a Volkswagen bus in California license plates. Fucking dirty hippie. It was pulled over on a traffic stop. He raised suspicion by asking the officers about the girl's death. Also, he was seen as being suspicious, probably because he had long hair and was a fan of wacky to back him. It was pulled over on a traffic stop. He raised suspicion by asking the officers about the girls' deaths also He was As soon as being suspicious probably because he had long hair and was a fan of wacky to back He

Police searched the man's vehicle discovered a rifle. They briefly thought they may have found their man No, he don't recently arrived. He'd heard the news about their murders on TV had driven all the way to Texas thinking that he could crack the case And he get the reward money like some sort of hippie Sherlock Holmes Just hey, hey man. It's elementary man Like laylison was in dude. We need we need clues man Clues are so important man. Hey, you like cat Stevens do these. Oh, man. He's so good. We should have catch Stevens helpless man Kest Stevens is like on another spiritual level. Suspects three and four were 24 year old Houston record driver, Harry Lanham and his friend

22 year old Vietnam vet Anthony Napa, Jr. They were arrested in April 1972 for the murder of 22 year old Linda Faye Sutherland andlland, a suburb just out to Houston. Her body had been found the previous November around the time of the Accompan and Johnson killings, lying in some weeds under an area bridge. Linda faced killing didn't bear a lot of resemblance to the other murders beyond that the 21 year old barmaids body was found in a ditch. Unlike the other Sutherland was fully dressed, still wearing brown gogo boots in a short pink dress, even her sweater.

So police could make a case for the other homicides against Lanham and Napa, both of whom are now thankfully dead. It is there wasn't any evidence to connect them to these other crimes. Lanham died when he lunged for an officer's gun in the Harris County jail shortly after his arrest and he was shot and killed. Instant justice. Napa was released from prison in 1989 at the age of 41 after serving 15 years of a 50 year sentence and then he died of free man in 2014 at the age of 66.

The fifth suspect, the super unlucky Michael Lloyd self, 24 years old in 1972. Michael is a very tragic tale. On June 10th, 1972, self was arrested on charges connected to the murders of the two Webster girls Sharon Shaw and Rhonda Renee Johnson. When Renee Johnson and Sharon Shaw's bodies were found, Michael Lloyd's self was working in the gas station and Webster. He was obsessed with their murders, talked to customers and co-workers about him all the time. He was also considered basically just to be an odd duck or as my mom would say, a character by many locals, adopted as a young child, poor self had lost his father

when he was only 10, his mom, a second grade school teacher, became a single parent, became unusually focused on him, and he became a shy mom, his boy. He didn't ever do very well in school, and actually a doctor who examined him in the fourth grade diagnosed him is suffering from minimal brain injury. So basically this poor guy is somewhat mentally handicapped. Michael self-loved police officers, making friends with the police chief, frequenting the local police station.

Excuse me, he liked to gossip about local crime in general, was doing this long before the disappearances. And in Webster, there just wasn't that many interesting cases to talk about until the double homicide. And then self really wanted to talk about that, talked about it all the time. And people started to get suspicious. And then the local shady officers, and you're going to find out how shady they are here soon, turned him into an easy target just to kind of, you know, get easy credit for wrapping

up a double murder investigation. Self according to later depositions by other officers who ventured in and out of his interrogation room when he was brought in as a suspect, say that he was literally beat into a murder confession by the local police chief Michael Morris, who tied self to a chair, told him that he wouldn't untie him and tell he confessed. Kept him tied to the chair for hours, beat him in the stomach and across the back with a Billy Club, supposedly even pulled out a six- shot revolver, put it against his head, pretended to have a bullet in the chamber and would pull the trigger, playing Russian roulette with him. Just spin the chamber, put the gun against his head, pull the trigger.

One officer would later report that he saw Mike's self looking to Morris to tell him what he needed to write in his confession. This officer who initially heard himself adamantly claim his innocence, describe himself as being utterly terrified of Morse. By the time self's defense lawyer, Dewey Meadows met with him, Mike had already signed a confession describing in detail how he murdered the two girls. Yet when Meadows talked to self, he insisted that he wasn't guilty, that he'd never even met the girls. The confession was nonsense. Self wrote that he threw the girls bodies into

not tailor by you or the ditch where they were found, but into nearby tailor lake, which didn't make sense. He wrote that he picked up one girl at her house, which wasn't even possible. Since when he did this, it's supposedly occurred hours after her parents were already home and looking for her after they reported her missing. Self-wrote that he beat the girls on the head with a coke bottle, knocking them out, which also made no sense, because neither Shaw's nor Johnson Skoles were fractured in any way, which seemed highly unlikely if he had to hit them hard enough to knock them unconscious.

To fix these inconsistencies before the trial began, Webster Police had self-sign a second confession where now his account magically really resembled the case facts. Doey Meadows, his lawyer, was exasperated. He had never even been notified by the police that his client was being interrogated, was being asked to sign another confession. He had no idea that self had signed the second confession until he was already done.

Poor Dewey as well. What a fucking terrible name by the way for an attorney. Change your name. If your Dewey Meadows, that inspires no, there was no way. I know it's ridiculous. No fucking way I would have an attorney called Dewey Meadows. Especially representing you to murder trial?

Fuck that. You know, Ben Matlock. That's a solid ass attorney name. Perry Mason. Alpha name. Christine Sullivan. Hard constants. I like it.

Dewey Meadows,adows, soft, weak? Why don't you hire Scooter Pillopuncher? I can skip you, do a little, maybe a little Stevie Tinkerbell. I have Jack here, honor. Should the fuck up Stevie? No, cares what you think, Tinkerbell. As the meetings, Meadows noticed how Mike's self appeared, unable to defend himself, instead looking to his mom for guidance.

He seemed weak, not guilty. Told his attorney he signed the confessions because the police had told him he wouldn't means Meadows noticed how Mike's self appeared unable to defend himself instead looking to his mom for guidance. He seemed weak, not guilty. Told his attorney he signed the confessions because the police had told him he wouldn't get to see his mom until he did. And he was scared to officer Morse. By the way, Mike's self reminds me a lot of Brendan Dassy for any Netflix making a murder of fans out there. If you've watched videos of that poor kid, obviously not mentally in tip top shape, being manipulated

by by officers. Because of the coerced confession, a jury sends self to prison for life. Then a few years later in September 1975, some guys get caught robbing the state national bank in a little town of cattle mills, northeast of Dallas, and who are these bank robbers? Well, two of them were some of the webster police officers that worked on self's case. The leader of the gang, a gang that had been robbing banks in the area, since around the time of self's arrest was none other than the former webster police chief Donald Ray Morse, that piece of shit.

Mr. Russian Roulette, a crooked cop who bullied a mentally handicapped man into an obviously coerced confession that sent him to prison for life. How was he not retried fucking immediately? Despite Morris' arrest, Selph's appeal didn't come up for review until 1979. When Morris was serving time in federal prison, articles appeared in Texas newspapers about the bizarre case of a man whose confession may have been forced by police officers who turned out to be bank robbers. When Mike Selph explained to a Houston Chronicle reporter at 1989 that he'd signed the

confessions or why he'd signed the confessions, he said then to keep Chief Morris from blowing my brains out. Morris said that if I didn't sign the confession, he'd shoot me and see I tried to escape. Self said he didn't blame the jurors who'd rule on his fate and insisting that they were just doing their job based on what they heard. Despite all of this, Self's appeal is inexplicably rejected. Apparently, there were just more than two crooked cops in local enforcement in the area at that time. Feel like there was somewhere to cover up happening here.

Then another 13 years later, 1992 after self has now been in prison for almost 20 years for some bullshit. The US fifth circuit court of appeals rules that the federal district court could not overturn the state court's ruling despite evidence of a coerce confession. What the fuck? The fifth circuit noted that Mike's self had his opportunity to make his case. The defession to be coerced at the trial and that the decision the state court made, you know, still should hold up against him. Well, that decision ended Mike's self's appeals process and then he died of a heart attack in prison in 2000 after serving damn near 30 years. For heinous crimes, he never committed such a tragedy, such a bunch of bullshit.

The bank robbing conviction clearly points to the crooked character of the of the men who got a confession out of self. The jury didn't know that the dude who, you know, was the main guy behind getting this confession was out robbing banks went at the same time like it's, again, echoes of making a murder for those who have seen that. Bo Jangles are three-legged one-eyed Pipple mascot. It's fucking furious right now. We already know he hates Communists. He also has a lot of love for cops, good cops, which means he really hates bad cops who

give law enforcement officers a bad name. He just drew a picture of what he thinks more. His face looks like on the sun, sucked on his floor and he just took a shit on it. And they pissed on it, which is unfortunate because I know he won't clean it up because if I even think about telling him to clean it up, he will slap me out of this goddamn chair. Okay. Now that we know that it was highly unlikely that Michael self killed those girls like basically not. It didn't happen. Let's go back to 1973. The year after his arrest and the year the Texas Killing Fields murders continue

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put that in the sponsor read. Let's go back to 1973. The year after Michael sells bullshit arrest and the year the Texas Killing Field murders continued. January 3rd 1973, Kimberly Ray Pitchford, strawberry blonde, 16 yearold with Hazel eyes, arrives early at Jay Frank, Dubie High School, probably Dubie High School, Brian Nadeau Dubie. In Houston's far southeast reaches for her first day back after the winter break. She was a sophomore who enjoyed roller skating at a rink near her house.

She was self-conscious about the new braces, co-workers at a fast food restaurant, where she worked part-time, knows she covered her mouth, to hide them, when she smiled, normal kid. On January 3rd, she was wearing a new black coat. She just received as a Christmas gift when she walked out of a driver's head class and then was never seen alive again.

The next afternoon, two teenage boys found her body when they walked by Wooden Bridge on County Road 65, a rural lane 22 miles from the driving school. Notice something black building against a fence. It was Kimberly's new coat. When they walked up to get a closer look at the coat They saw a girl's body face down partially under water. They ran to nearby home called a police who immediately found Kimberly Pitch for his driver's license application in a coat pocket Another victim of the Texas killing fields and two more would follow very soon

Over a year later on September 6, 1974 law enforcement in the Killingfields area were again searching for two missing girls. Twelve-year-olds Brooks, Bracewell, and fourteen or excuse me, twelve-year-old, excuse me, Brooks, Bracewell and fourteen-year-old Georgia Geer had went missing that afternoon from Dickinson, a little town of around 10,000 at the time, just four miles south, down I-45, from League City. The two girls didn't show up in McAdams Junior High School and the police initially assumed that this time they might just be dealing with some runaways. Especially after reports came in that the girls were seen in a motel in the county road in your Alvin, plain football with a group of unidentified men. Afterward another one has claims to have

noticed the girls hitchhiking and yet others said the girls had stopped at a convenience store. And then no one knew for sure what happened to them until April 18th 1976 on that day. A rough neck working at a nearby Phillips oil, stumbled upon the girls' skulls. Sadly, the skulls wouldn't be identified as belonging to Georgia Gear and Brooks Bracewell until five years later in April of 1981. By 1976, thanks mostly to the initial arrest of Ted Bundy in 1975, the term serial killer was now part of the public lexicon. And now a serial killer was thought to be responsible for the majority of these

murders. Someone other than Mike's self, who was behind bars when these new murders were occurring because he was innocent. No more girls disappeared in that area for a little over a year. Then on May 21, 1977, four days after my birth, 12-year-old Susanne Susie Bowers left her grandparents' home, two and a half blocks from the Galveston Sea wall. Her plan was to walk a mile home, change into a bathing suit, grab a bike, then ride three miles east on Suel Boulevard to meet friends at a popular hangout, Stewart Beach. She'd ask her grandfather for a ride home, but he later said that he thought the exercise would be good for his granddaughter and send center on her way. That poor bastard. Totally okay thing to do, but the guilt he must have

felt when she disappeared and I'm well, I was going to reveal in a second. He felt a ton of guilt. Something like that can tear a family apart. The anger, Susie's parents might have felt towards him. Again, not his fault. The anger his wife might have felt towards him, even though it wasn't false, but it would have been hard not to just keep saying to yourself, if I would have just driven her home that day. Susie started walking home around. She'd walked a't his fault, but it would have been hard not to just keep saying to yourself, if I would have just driven her home that day. Suzy started walking home around. She'd walked a hundred times before, but she's never made it this time.

She disappeared for almost two years. In March 1979, two boys on dirt bikes rode through a field not far from where Collette Wilson, the dentist daughter had disappeared and they found Suzy Skeleton. And years later, when Suzy's grandfather died, his wife told an investigator into these murders that his final words were his dead granddaughter's name.

How fucking sad is that? All because one selfish piece of shit decided he needed to come in a very specific way. It's insane. Our world is so insane sometimes. So many, you know, so much, just easily avoidable pain. So much more to life than selflessly satisfying

your darkest sexual urge, right? The will be so much better. If when dudes were about to do something horrific and it is usually dudes and sexually motivated, they just jerked off first. Maybe just jerk off, get a massage, have a nap. How many ribs and murders would be avoided? If right before acting on a horrible impulse,

some do just snuck off and just jerked it. I know something that symbol doesn't fix everything, but I think it would help a little at least. What if most important decisions just in general weren't made into right after you jerked off? Or for our vaginal leaning listeners, you know, rubbed one out. Mr. Buffett, would you like to acquire the company or not? We need an answer.

Mr. Buffett. I'll give you an answer in 10 minutes. First, I need to use the bathroom. I need to clear my head, so to speak. It's like a worn Buffett just sneaking, comes back. Okay, I'm ready. I'm ready to steer the ship in the right direction. Now, some of you might find an article about serial killer Henry Lee Lucas about how he

claimed to kill Suzanne Bowers. Does not appear to be true. Henry Lee Lucas, excuse me, would later confess that he'd only claim he'd murdered Bowers and other girls to get favors from authorities, perks like access to television and cigarettes. You kind of sent a lot of people in a lot of wild goose chases. Okay, now that we've reached the end of the 70s, we're going to put a pin in the timeline, take a look at the best suspect for these initial murders, a suspect that didn't emerge until many, many years later when kick-ass detective Fred Page

began going through some old killing fields cold cases. And this suspect is super creep Ed Bell. And we're looking to bell a little thoroughly, we're gonna jump out of the timeline, then we'll jump back into it, picking it up in the 1980s. Good job, soldier. job soldier made it back barely

uh... this uh... this ed bell it's gonna lead to some act of economy such as interesting weird suspect uh... detective page started poking around the cold case files at galson pd in two thousand six he asked a senior officer, Carla Castello, who had worked on the initial investigation. If she had any old suspects, she really thought might have done it and she brought up Ed Bell.

She said he'd written two letters confessing to the killings years later when he'd already been incarcerated for another murder, but then when investigators followed up with him, he refused to talk to them, at least about, you know, his confessions. So was this guy just having some sadistic fun, fucking with the police, or did he actually do it? I think he probably did it. Let's check out his story. For starters, in his initial confession letters, Bell said he'd shot those two 15 year old Galveston friends and Wix ski school frequenters, Akram and Johnson, with a 357 magnum pistol, Debbie in the neck or the head and Maria in the neck or the back and at the time

He said he stood about the teenagers on a small bridge while he did so This did in fact match up with how they died and the press didn't have those specific details Uh, here's a little background on Bell He was born and used to between 1938 and 1940 different articles reveal different years Uh, he just died of a heart attack on April 20th this year So just recently died a different Texas newspapers gave different ages for him But he put in between 79 and 82 when he died Ed's father Carl Clayton Bell was an East Texas oil field worker and his mother was a housewife growing up a cousin

Killed his own father after supposedly getting tired of watching him torture his wife So growing up Ed did see some violence in the family. He went to Texas A&M where he majored in physical education and minored in biology, learned to scuba diving college. One summer he worked as an aquatic director at a boys camp, he got married to a woman in a body and they had three children together. He also started showing his dick to young girls in public at least as early as 1966. The first time he was arrested for this.

He exposed himself that time to some young girls in the rural ranching community of sedan Texas, just west of plain view, sedan. It's about 600 miles from league city. Little so long ways away. Little town also built along the Santa Fe railroad road, about 20 miles to New Mexico border. 140 mile per hour, 140 mile drive, excuse me, from America's butthole, Roswell, New Mexico, old time-stop reference here. Bell was ordered into treatment for his first offense,

stayed at the Big Spring State Hospital, a 200 bed psychiatric facility located about 40 miles east of Midland, Texas. I have to imagine this may have caused some trouble in his marriage. I was thinking about that when he's weird to rest early on in people's timelines. I mean, Lindsey gets annoyed with me for forgetting a lot of stuff, like forgetting to buy something I said I was going to buy, forgetting I'm supposed to do something with the kids

that day, or forgetting to wipe dirt off the dog's paws before letting them in the house or after the floor has been cleaned. I'm guessing she would be more than a little annoyed with me if the police brought me home after I'd whipped my dick out and friend of some kids and started jerking off. Like how do you get through that? How do people stay married after something like that? Baby, baby, baby, I know you're upset. I know you're upset.

Listen, it's a big misunderstanding. You have to believe me. Listen, did I get caught jerking off in the middle of the street? Yeah, I did. I do it all the time actually, but here's the thing. I didn't know those kids were there. I was so into the jerky. I did not notice the kids were a few feet away.

I was thinking about you, and I got so horny, I couldn't wait until I got home. I had to pull over, hop out, and just fucking pump my dick in the street. I didn't realize that my balls were bouncing off a nine year olds head when I was doing it. I was just so in, I was in the fucking zone. You have to understand. When you got caught, Derr back Bell and his family lived in Lubbock where Bell had a job as a farm, a pharmaceutical rep

working with physicians, guessing his employer was a little upset, guessing maybe lost a job. He was also working on a master degree at Texas Tech and then in Lubbock in April 1969, arrested again for exposing himself to young girls. Dude, cannot keep his dick away from kids. Now Lubbock also a long way from the killing fields, like over 500 miles away, but this second time did bring him into the area. Because in April of 1969, he went to Galveston, he went there to undergo some recommended inpatient counseling at the University of Texas Medical Branch's psychiatric program. He was put on volume, diagnosed as having a personality disorder and depression.

They probably was depressed because they weren't, you know, saying it was okay to fucking wag his dick around for the kids. And his treatment went well enough for him to be discharged in July of 1970, sociopaths, so good at convincing psychiatrists are cured. He was not cured. After completing treatment in Galveston, Bell met Doug Prons, who ran Doug's dive in Surf Shop. Bell somehow pulled together a stash of scuba equipment he wanted to rent through the shop and he and Doug struck up a partnership and Debbie Ackerman and Rhea Johnson, along with many of the other of the early victims, used to frequent this particular Surf Shop.

There was a whole little community of beach kids who went to this surf shop in addition to the Wix ski school and a couple of their spots. So Bell would have been familiar at the very least with a lot of these girls. Girls he was obviously sexually attracted to where he wouldn't have been fucking jerking in the street in front of these kids. Girls he was for sure probably getting tired of getting arrested for flashing a masturbating in front of them. Also, a witness statement from the time of Debbie Akerman and Maria Johnson's disappearance placed them at the Baskin Robbins ice cream shop in Galveston. We talked about that. Remember the last time they were seen, they were seen getting into a white van.

Well, in February of 1972, Bill was again picked up for exposing himself to yet another young girl. He fallen back off the please, please just keep your nasty dick in your pants wagon. This time he didn't Louisiana. And the arresting officer recorded the type of vehicle Bell was driving that day in 1970 white 1971 white Ford van. Sadly, even though this was the third time he'd been caught showing kids his dick, he was just giving a slap on the wrist. Can we please move towards way less prison time for drug possession with no intent to distribute?

Right, those kind of charges way more prison time for sexual crimes. Making Bell look even more guilty was one of Debbie Akkerman's good friends telling detective page when he investigated years later that the group of friends they ran with that summer spent time with the same waterfront house where Bell also lived. He's now with his family anymore, of course not.

His wife hasn't stuck around for all this fucking dick wagon. They knew the man who owned the property and some took diving lessons from him so Bell clearly knew these girls. He was around these girls at his work and at his house. I think it's safe to say based on his MO, he desired them. Now for even more evidence of Bell's guilt, two weeks after Collette Wilson's abduction in June 71, Collette being that first murder victim that has been lumped in with the Texas field's killing murders, another local

teenager was sunbathing in her backyard, resting with her eyes closed. She suddenly heard somebody watching her looked up, saw stranger jerk and off above her. The man that girl would later identify, you know, years later, dead ringer for Ed Bell when she was finally shown the picture of Ed Bell. Yep, for sure him. Of course, he's a creep. These type of sexual deviants tend to escalate their devian behavior based on everything I've ever read about these type of dirt backs. And I've read a lot about him by now.

He clearly wanted to do more than just jerk off around kids. Then the following year on August 24, Bell pulled up in front of a house in Pasadena, Texas, Southeast, Houston on the street. Bell saw a group of children playing in this fucking weirdo, got out of a red and white GMC pickup nude from the waist down and began masturbating. There's showbies. That is how they do it in Hollywood. Which is an Albert Fish reference for any confused new listener.

The dude's fucking out of control. The girl's scream, then a 26 year old Vietnam vet, recently home from the service, Larry Dickens. Here's his mother Dorothy calling the police. The former Marine, shouts at Bell, runs to Bell's truck, grabs the keys out of his ignition, so the son of a bitch can't drive away. Furious.

Bull, Bell pulls out a 22 pistol out from inside his pickup shoots Dickens four times in the chest. Somehow Dickens manages to not die runs towards his garage inside the house. Dickens mother calls the police pleading for help. Her son staggers down the driveway before collapsing. Bell then grabs a high powered rifle from his pickup, walks over to Dickens who's pleading for his life. He could take his keys back if he wanted now. Nope. Bell straddles the X-Marine. I guess furious that he interrupted his sex crime, pulls the trigger and kills him.

20 minutes later, after a car chased in a gun battle, police have Bell secured in the back of a squad car. They drive him to the Dickens house where he is positively identified as the man who murdered Larry. Then somehow, after he's taken a jail, his lawyer is able to post bond, he, he liquidates his bank accounts and then he's on the land with $140,000 in his pocket. And then this son of a bitch avoided capture for 14 fucking years. And then Matthew McConaughey caught him, not even totally joking actually, for his first

ever acting role. Matthew McConaughey played that X-Marine Larry Dickens, that brave young man who Ed Bell shot on the 12th episode of the fifth season of Dennis Farina's Unsolved Mysteries that aired on December 2, 1992. How random is that? I would play the audio, but but sadly it was not a speaking role So great if it would have been let's just imagine what that might have sounded like All right, all right, all right. I see what you love about these girls, man. You get older. They stay the same age

Whether too young it and your penis is too far to your pants Time is a flat circle, Ed. Everything we've done or will do. We're gonna do over and over again. And for you, that's jerking off in front of some kids almost three dead. That's Shelby's head. That is how they do it in Hollywood.

Where I gotta stop you, Ed. I gotta stop the circle. Because this ain't all right, all right, all right. Thank you. Thank you guys. Thank you for popping in here. Do a map. Appreciate it.

Thank you for your applause. You bet. Uh-huh. Sadly, no moment like that for the young McConaughey and unsolved mysteries, but he does have his shirt almost completely unbuttoned for you fans out there. Luciferina big, big fan of how his abs looked in this role. Hey, Luciferina. While McConaughey's episode aired, unsolved mysteries set a record for the wettest viewer

vaginas in the history of the show. That's not official, but I do believe it to be true. More importantly, after McConaughey's episode airs, viewer phone calls lead authorities down to Panama where Bell is living under an alias. The name of a dead cousin, he'd married again, had begun a totally new life, running to his boats, prospecting for gold on land he bought outside of Panama City.

God knows what his son of a bitch was doing to kids down in Panama, where thanks to more extreme poverty and less government stability in the 80s, probably much easier to get away with jerkin' off in the street or doing God knows what to Panamanian children. Finally on June 1993, Bell tried for Dickens murder, found guilty, given a 70 year sentence, five years later, he wrote his killing fields, confession letters, claiming to have murdered

11 Texas teenagers. He called them the 11 in heaven, five in 1971, six more in the mid to late 70s. But because he wouldn't cooperate with authorities other than this initial confession because he was already in prison essentially for life, he wasn't put on trial. Also, his confession was full of some inconsistencies, and then after his initial confession, he said so much weird, crazy shit that he lost all credibility. For the 1971 murders, Bell left outbred the Jones, but included the other murders that made headlines that year.

The dentist daughter, Collette Wilson, the two Galveston girls whose bodies were found in Turner Bayou, Debbie Akerman, Maria Johnson, Sharon Shaw, Rhonda Renee Johnson from Webster, who poor Mike's self was convicted of murdering. And here's where the really crazy shit part comes in. Bell also said that he shouldn't be punished for the killings because it was all part of what he called, quote unquote, the program. Bell said he was a target slash victim of a government sponsored experiment that led to these girls' deaths. I'm not making this up. While he wouldn't discuss the killings after his initial letters, he would talk at length about the program to anyone who's willing to put up with his bat shit crazy talk. Bell said self-like the purpose of the program was to take a good kid, IE him, and then subject him to abuse manipulation for many years, toys his physiology, determined if he

could be made bad. The first step in Bell's definition of turning to the dark side included becoming gay. The final step centered on believing in a higher power. This is one of his quotes. They want me to become homosexual, then homicidal, what comes after homicidal, suicidal, then crazy, nuts, paranoid schizophrenia, and finally, they want to turn me into a Jesus freak. Then they think I'll tell them what they want to know

and then a reporter asked, tell them what, and he said, why people do bad things. If Bell's reasoning made any sense to any of you, please seek psychological help immediately. Let's do try to claim that the government first made him into a homosexual, then made him homicidal, then suicidal, then mentally ill, then religious. Also, he could tell them why people do bad things. Too bad the program didn't start with suicidal when it came to Bell. Looking back, Bell also said he knew from early on that his sex drive was exceptional. That's why he was chosen for the program. As a teenager, he masturbated five or six times

a day. Damn, government, test and office, jerking limits. At 15, he claimed his father and oil field worker hired a hitman to kill him because he was having sex with animals in the family's Texas ranch. Totally makes sense. Having sex with cows and horses, other barnyard creatures until your dad hire someone to kill you. Classic step seven of the program. That's right after step six, turn your dick into a dick shaped callus from near nonstop masturbation. So right before step eight, bend space and time with your subconscious mind. Time is a flat circle, Ed. And time is also part of the program. All right, all right, all right. And why did he confess to the 11 killings so he could get out of jail? That's he thought he would be released.

Seriously. Bell said he was his way. He told about the killings to expose the people behind the program. He thought once his fate was known, he would have to be released from prison. He said, I wrote the letters because I figured out the program. When I figured out what had been done to me, the pressure came off of me. I realized this was done to me on purpose. So I would do bad things. It wasn't my fault. What the fuck? It is amazing.

The lies so many of us tell ourselves to feel better about our shitty, shitty choices. I hate it when assholes do this. I mean, maybe he was mentally ill, but, you know, he's run all the successful businesses right before this happened. I doubt it. I just think he built up an elaborate fantasy in his head that allowed him to do the worst things imaginable and still not consider himself to be a terrible person.

Actually consider himself to be a good person, an innocent victim even. Why do people do that? Own your shit. I've done terrible things. We all have. Why lie about it? There was a girl I seriously dated for over a year

after my divorce. We lived together and I cheated on her multiple times. And you know why? Because I chose to be a selfish asshole. Because I was selfish and out to put my own There was a girl I seriously dated for over a year after my divorce. We lived together and I cheated on her multiple times. And you know why? Because I chose to be a selfish asshole. Because I was selfish enough to put my own flippant, carnal desires ahead of any feelings of moral responsibility. It was easy to be shitty.

And almost always is. I put my desire to have sex with other women above my responsibility to honor the commitment of monogamy that I had made. Chose to be too chicken shit to man up and the relationship, I wanted, you know, to have my cake and eat it too. I wanted the comfort of being in a relationship and had the sexual freedom of being single. I was a fucking dirt bag. I chose to be.

I was super selfish and I can blame no one but myself ever for those choices. And you know what? Not fun to say that. Not fun to accept that. Doesn't feel good. Something I can't ever take back, but it happened. And the best I can do is just own it.

Own my shit, apologize, learn from it, try to be much better going forward. But weak fucks like Bell just don't wanna do that. That's why so many career criminals have a hard time making parole. They refuse to take responsibility for their bullshit. It's not Ed's fault that he chose to fuck barnyard animals as a kid.

Not as Faulty beat off in front of children. Not as Faulty was murdering kids in rapin' him. Not as Faulty walked up to an ex-marine. He'd already shot four times for trying to stop him from hurting kids and then needlessly executed this unarmed man. It's the victim! Damn government and their fucking mind control experiments. It's all MKL, true man.

CIA is making him do shit with his dick. You didn't even want to do. Fuck Ed Bill, wish he would have died a lot sooner than he did and painfully. Fuck all those guys to do shit like that and then don't have the balls to accept responsibility for it. For the bulk of those initial 70s killings, Ed Bell is the best suspect out there. Maybe Sunday, genetics losing will be done and he'll be positively identified as the killer would be nice to have some definitive closure.

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Shrap on those boots soldier, we're marching down a time suck timeline. November 1st, 1980, an unidentified murder victim thought to be between 14 and 17 years old, was found dumped on I-45, about five miles north of Huntsville. She was nude, had been strangled with pantyhose, and had human bites on her body. She was five foot four inches tall, 110 pounds, and her body was found by a truck driver. This victim remains unidentified to this day. Now Huntsville is 70 miles north of Houston, so this body was not found in the area primarily associated with the killing fields, but the body could have been taken from somewhere in that area. It was only an hour's drive away and based on timeline, victim age, and certain

murdered details, this killing is listed in various timelines associated with the killing fields murders, which is why I included it here. On July 1st, 1982, 22 year old Tamara Ellen McMurray disappears and Galveston after seeing, she was last seen getting into an orange or yellow van, she was never seen again. No one knows who took her or why. On October 7th, 1983, 25 year old cocktail waitress, Heady Fie told her dad that she was going to hitch a ride into Houston to meet her boyfriend. Six months after Heady vanished, a dog carried her skull out of the woods bordering nearby Calder Drive to a local home in league city, Texas. Few weeks later, on October 26, 1983, 14 year old Sandra Ramber disappears from her house

and Santa Fe, Texas, small town, 10 miles from league city. Her father reported her missing after he found the doors to their house unlocked when he arrived home from work. Biscuits were still cooking in the kitchen. Her new coat and her purse were exactly where she'd left them. She remains missing to this day as well. She just vanished. In July of 1904, 30-year-old Ellen Ray Beeson, his last scene, leaving a league city nightclub called the Texas Moon Club, with a 31-year-old local construction worker named Clyde Hedrick. Remember that name. Ellen's remains were found a year later on the side of a dirt road in Galveston and her murder remained unsolved until 2013

when Clyde was finally charged. He ended up getting a 20 year sentence for involuntary manslaughter in 2014 and the 65 year old currently sits in prison will hopefully die there and talk about him more later. Few months later on September 1st, 1974, 16 year old Laura Miller doesn't return home from school in league city. Her parents, Tim and Jan called the police, start

searching for their daughter. Tim's alarm grows when he learns that another young woman who disappeared in league city almost a year earlier, the just mentioned he D5. Tim was certain there was a link, but for whatever reason, local police insisted that no relationship existed between five murder and Laura's disappearance, and we will soon find out they were wrong. On October 5, 1975, 17-year-old Michelle Dordy Thomas is last seen leaving her all-to-loma home to meet friends on October 5, 1975. She lived 10 miles from the league city killing field. She remains missing.

On February 4, 1986, Jan Miller read a Galveston County Daily News article stating that the decomposing body of an identified unidentified woman had been discovered in the Calder Drive oil field on February 2nd. The same clearing in the woods were heady five skeletons and it been found. Jan Miller rushed to the league city police station and supplied investigators with her daughters lower with her daughter Laura's dental records and samples of their daughters close. It was a match. They'd found their daughter.

They clearly they're clearly did seem to be a relationship between Laura Miller and Heady Fies murders. Tim blamed the police for the agonizing months of waiting without answers. He said, the way I saw it, the police were partly responsible. It wasn't long after Laura disappeared that I asked them to look in that field. They wouldn't do it. Wouldn't let me do it. If they'd gone then, Laura would probably still have been dead, but they might have found evidence to stop the guy. At least you wouldn't have had all those months of jumping every time the phone rang. Instead the cops did nothing.

Now they had a third victim, a Jane Doe. Maybe if they'd done their jobs, she didn't have to die. And of course, this is grieving father. So he's speaking from a very emotional place when he's saying this, I doubt the cops are doing nothing. That Jane Doe who's referring to is the victim we mentioned to start this suck. The 30 year old mechanic Audrey Lee Cook, whose remains were found right after Heaty Fies were remains were uncovered.

The woman who was only finally identified this spring. News of the bodies found off-caldor drives spread. Months earlier, a new movie made headlines won a fistful of awards, The Killing Fields, documented the experiences of a Cambodian journalist after he escaped the Camille Rouge and the finding of hundreds of thousands of his countrymen and mass graves. The press then began to refer to the league city clearing as the Texas Killing Fields. That's what the name began. Also random trivia, Tim Miller and his wife, Jan, would go on to found Equa Search, a non-profit

search and rescue organization dedicated to searching for missing persons that is a huge organization now still based in Dickinson, Texas. Equisurch has investigated more than 1300 cases since forming in 2000, bringing hundreds of people home alive to grateful families and they've also recovered more than 170 bodies. And to tie to another suck in 2008 when Kaylee Antony was reported missing, Tim Miller and Equal Search volunteers traveled to Florida to look for her. And Miller would interview Casey Antony would later say that from the beginning, Casey Antony's father George suspected that his daughter, Casey, was involved in Kaylee's disappearance. When Miller explained

to the Antony family that they began looking for a body instead of a living girl, Tim Miller remembers George calling Casey out of Casey's bedroom and telling her Casey, tell Tim where to look. And instead of helping, Tim recalls, Casey just angrily walked away. Casey Anthony, another person who just refuses to take responsibility for their evil actions. Please, there's the Fina, torment her for the rest of her life. An April of 1986, two months after investigators find the remains of Audrey Lee Cook, Laura Miller, and Headey Fy and Leake City Killing Field, please recover a headless body from a garbage bag in a state park in Galveston. That victim also remains unidentified. The next month, on May 24,

1986, 19 year old, University of Texas student, Shelley Kathleen Sykes goes missing just before midnight. She left her summer job at Gaitos Restaurant for her Texas City home, roughly 15 miles from the league city killing field, never made it. Her car was found on an I-45 Northbound feeder road, and the deep mud just north of the Santa Fe overpass, the car was blood sp spattered and the driver's window was smashed. Her body was never recovered, but local men John Robert King and Gerald Peter Zwurst later were convicted of aggravated kidnapping.

The most severe charge prosecutors could pursue without an actual body. The two men were sentenced to 40 years in prison, the maximum sentence for the crime and both have been eligible for parole since 2007. Each time their parole comes up, the psych's family protests, wanting them to serve out their full sentences. So far, they both been denied parole every time. I doubt they have taken responsibility for their actions either. Fucking scumbags. On September 26, 1986, 15 year old Laurie Lee Tremblay is sexually assaulted and strangled by serial killer Anthony Allen Shore. Her body is dropped off behind a Houston, Mexican restaurant. Sure once lived in league city. Anthony would confess to four Texas murders and was prosecuted and found guilty for

one in 2004. He was just recently executed by lethal injection in Texas on January 18, 2018. Good riddance on June 7, 1997, 14 year old Erica Ann Garcia disappears from a teen club in Houston. Her dead body is soon found behind a nearby vacant building. She'd also been strangled to death, Anthony Allen Shore, not suspected in her death. Her killer remains unknown. October 7th, 1988, 22 year old Suzanne Renee Richardson was working as a night clerk at the Castell del Mar condominiums in Galveston, where she was last seen at approximately six a.m. Another employee was sleeping in the room above Richardson's above the office. It woke to a scream that a car door slam from the parking lot and another screen before

the car drove away. She left behind her purse, schoolbooks and car. One of her shoes was found in the parking lot. She also remains missing on September 19th, 1989. The body of another Jane Doe thought to be between the ages of 14 and 19 is discovered in a wooded area on the East Side of Houston. Cause of death was a gunshot wound to the head estimated time of death sometime in the previous one to three months. No one has been charged with her murder. And now we're on to the 90s. The killing fields murders just keep coming. On September 8th, 1991, seven years after Laura Miller's disappearance, the daughter

of those equi-search founders, a couple on horseback, cut through the league city abandoned oilfield, and they stumbled upon the fourth victim to be pulled from that 25-acre patch of land. The badly decomposed body was in the same clearing only 300 feet from the first three bodies found there. This is the unidentified Jane Doe recently identified as 34 year old mother of two Donna Pudhami. Like about 90% of the other victims we've talked about from the 80s and now 90s, even though she was a little older,

she was under 130 pounds, under five, six, had long, light brown hair. I didn't include size and hair color with all the previous victims, but researching this, it was consistently, like almost every single one of the girls and young women who were murdered or what missing were between 4, 11 and 5, 6, way between 100 and 130 pounds.

They were considered usually very pretty and almost always had long brown hair. If many of these killings were the work of one serial killer, he clearly had a type. While 1991's investigators couldn't figure out this girl's identity, they did come up with a prime suspect for her murder and the murder of many of the other girls and women from the previous decade, one Robert Abel. Robert Abel, interesting dude, retired NASA engineer with top security clearance who been working on America's space program since the early 60s. So he does look a little bad right now.

He was clearly a member of the boffamant worshiping illuminati who helped fake the fucking moon land. He's wake up, sheeple. Obviously capable of murder. No, I don't actually believe that. It's a little nod to a recent moon landing conspiracy. So, Able helped engineer the satan rocket to carry astronauts to the moon. If you buy that sort of shit, Able least acreage near the league city killing field beginning in 1983. The year Heidi or Heady, Fy, disappeared. He'd also taken a strong interest in the murder cases at times lending horses to investigating officers and giving them unsolicited advice. In 1990, the year before Donna Prudhame's murder, excuse me, Able-purchased the 11 acres

directly adjacent to the killing field, open star dust trail rides, guided horse rides, clearing away brush for past through the woods and installing picnic tables. April also fit a new profile drawn up by FBI behavioral analysis unit profilers, the FBI believes that the man using the killing field as his private dumping ground was a methodical, organized sexual serial killer, one with high intelligence who probably had a long history of abused animals. Well married three times, two of Abel's ex-wives told police that he was very violent with animals. Allegedly beating his horses with pipes for even slight disobedience. Both women said Abel had a violent temper, said he would fly into Rages. Neither claim that he beat them, but his second wife did tell investigators that on their honeymoon, they got into an argument and Abel screamed at her, if you ever deny me sex again, I'll kill you.

Pretty sure that attitude doesn't generally lead to more sex. What's that saying? You catch more flies with honey than vinegar? I think that works for vaginas as well. I think if the nicer you are, the more vaginas come your way. Or the more often, avvergina comes your way. So you clear that up. Based on Abel matching the FBI profile

is the ledge history of abuse. League City Police got a search warrant for his property in November of 1993. They found 22 caliber guns and bullets. The same caliber used to murder Donna Prudhami. They found some human teeth, which I don't think is a big deal. I'm actually wearing a human tooth necklace

on a brochure right now. I think it's cool. Newspaper clipings about the murders, boxes of nude photos, the teeth they reasoned could have been souvenirs taken from the victims. Or you know what? Fucking part of a nice 62 necklace. Listen, Judgy people, we can't all afford diamonds or pearls. Some of us make do for fashion with whatever human teeth, we can get our dirty paws on. Despite what they did find, the police couldn't

find any evidence directly time able to kill the killing field, the killing field murs. They couldn't link the teeth with any known murders. By the way, not illegal to have a little stash of chompers. No matter how creepy and guilty that makes you look. The bullet removed from Donna, either due to being exposed to acid while the body was being defleshed at the medical examiner's office or from just weathering in the field, no longer bore identifying marks that would have indicated whether or not it could have been fired from one of Abel's guns. While not a shred of hard evidence, positively tied Abel to the murders, Tim Miller in a

1999 interview said, there are many days when I think about driving over there, putting a gun to his head and pulling the trigger. When I'm near him, I feel like I'm in the presence of evil. And again, that's an equicurch founder. Clearly, this guy rubs some people the wrong way, and there was a lot of suspicion around him. Robert Abel died in 2005 in what seems to be his suicide. A train struck Abel as he drove an ATV over a railroad crossing the train engineer later,

you know, told investigators that able had break next to the rail crossing, you know, watching the train and then just, you know, popped out there at the last moment. Some think he killed those women in the 80s. Others think it may have been a ranch hand working for him. Mark Roland Stallings, more on Mark and a bit. Another interesting suspect. Let's jump back into the 90s murders right now. On April 16th, 1992, the body of a 21 year old, or of 21 year old Maria Del Carmen Estrada, is found behind a Houston dairy queen.

She had been walking to work when Anthony Allen Shore, that son of a bitch we've already talked about, that known serial killer founder, Shore would later say in court that she quote, freaked out when he made sexual advances towards her, but that he was able to overpower her, rape her and strangle her. On May 13th, 1994, 16-year-old trellis psychs

gets abducted on the way to school in Houston. Her dead body is found later the same day in an area field, her killer remains unknown. The body of another one of Sher's, rape and strangulation victims, 16-year-old Dana Sanchez is found in Houston's north-view park. The last time she was seen alive, she was talking to her boyfriend on the payphone, told if she planned to hitchhike to his home but never arrived.

On August 7th, 1994, the body of yet another one of Anthony Shores victims, nine-year-old, got nine-year-old. Diana, Roboller, is found in Houston. Her mom and center to a nearby convenience store to buy some sugar, and then she been raped, beaten, and strangled. On February 3rd, 1996, the bodies of 14-year-old Lynette bibs and 15-year-old tomorrow, Fisher, are found. They disappeared two days earlier. The remains have been dumped on the side of a rural road near Cleveland, Texas. They were last seen leaving a teen club in Houston on February 1st. Their bodies were both found partially closed.

Lynette had been shot twice in the back of the head, once in the thigh, Tamara had been shot once in the head. Their murders remain unsolved. So many murders. On March 5th, 1996, 13-year-old Crystal Jean Baker disappears from the convenience store or A convenience store in Texas City, where she'd stopped in to use a pay phone.

She was called a friend, hoping for a ride to a friend's house nearby Bayou Vista, her friend couldn't pick her up. And their body was found a few hours later under the I-10 bridge over the Trinity River. She had been strangled, beaten, sexually assaulted and killed by ligature strangulation. Her face in particular had been badly beaten. The closest highway from where she was last seen was I-45. Random trivia, Marilyn Monroe, aka Norma Jean Baker, former SUX subject, was Crystal's

great aunt on her father's side, and everyone always said how Crystal looked like a young Marilyn Monroe. Police ran a DNA test and some of Crystal's fingernails scraped, incident on some the seamen found on the flower dress she wore that last day of her life, and they got a match. It was 29-year-old Kevin Edison Smith. Kevin had been arrested before in Louisiana, that's why his DNA was in the database. There were no sex offenses or truly violent crimes on his record. He grew up in a various little towns bordering I-45 Spending most of his childhood in the Texas City area, graduate of high school in Galveston Smith confessed to killing Crystal, but claimed it was accidental again. He was not his fault

He said he was just sitting on a bench outside a little corner store with some other smokers and joining cigarette this beer When he saw a girl walking on the highway. He then bought a 24 ounce beer for the road drove off in his green Chevy extended cap pickup truck approach crystal offered to a ride. Smith said he thought crystal was 18 and possibly a prostitute and that he charmed her into the back seat and then wanted her to give him a blowjob. He said she didn't want to give him a blowjob so he forced himself on her and then she fought him kicking him by. He said she didn't want to give him a blowjob, so he forced himself on her and then she fought him kicking him behind him. He said then he started choking her, but didn't mean to kill her. But then he said, you know, the next thing I knew, she stopped breathing.

Reading about this guy reminding me how important it is to be a good parent and let my sound random. But some of these criminals, I almost feel sorry for them because of how fundamentally fucked up their view of reality. Like when you read this dude's full confession, you can tell that he just expected the cops to have a very different reaction than you did. Like he thought like, yeah, I was just doing some pretty normal stuff

and she kind of reacted crazy and things got out of hand. You know, like the police are gonna be like, what, wait, what, hold up, hold up, kid. She wouldn't give you a blowjob. Cause fucking crazy, Kevin. I mean, you said you'd pay her, right? And then she got on your car. She drank some of your beer, right?

Ha, okay. Well, you know what, we're sorry we brought you in today. I mean, I don't really see a crime here. It is weird to think about how sometimes when you run somebody in the street, you know, they can be the exact same species you are. Same age, live in the same country, live in the same neighborhood,

they can look the same as you, but they can live in a completely different fucking world in their head. Because of how they were raised and how they were wired or how they are wired, I guess, God. Just the way some people talk is like, Hey, man, yeah, no, here, let me tell you something. There's no big deal. You know, I thought she was a prostitute. I thought she was old enough.

Sure, I was slapping around as one does when they pick up a woman, investigators interrogated Kevin about some of the other I-45 murders, but he denied there were any more to discuss. He was charged and tried for the rape and first degree murder of Crystal. The jury did not buy his, hey, I thought she was a prostitute. So it's okay to choke her, right? Kind of creepy defense and then gave him life in prison after deliberating for about 20 minutes. And he remains in prison today, hopefully will die in prison. Also in March of 1996, a 13-year-old girl was abducted at gunpoint. As she was walking home from a shopping center. She leaped out of a truck in Laporte, Texas.

Police officers just happened to be driving by the truck, witnessed the girl falling out of the truck. The officer attended to the girl, which sadly did allow the driver to get away in a green Ford Ranger. The man was described as being 35 to 45, six feet, six feet, two inches tall, with grain black hair and a beard, neither the man nor the truck were ever seen again after this incident. On April 3rd, 1997, 12 year old aspiring ballerina Laura Kate Smither disappeared while jogging near her home and friends with Texas near I-45. 17 days later, her body is found at the edge of a retention pond and Pasadena near I-45. Nude except for one

sock, head decapitated. Dark colored pickup observed in the same area she was last seen, her remader, her goddamn it, her murder. Also remains, that's the word I was trying to say too fast, unsolved. On May 16th, 1997, 19 year old Sandra Sapa is abducted. She was fixing a flat on NASA Road 1 in Webshire, Texas, near I-45 when a man named William Lewis Reese kidnapped her by pulling an eye on her, forcing her into his truck. He ordered her to undress, but she opened the passenger door, jumped out of the fast-moving

truck and lived. Reese was charged with aggravating kidnapping, and something he also murdered 12-year-old Laura Kate Smither. On August 17, 1997, 17-year-old Jessica Lee Cain goes missing after leaving a friend's or leaving some friend's company at Benagin's restaurant and webster around 2 a.m. Two hours later her truck was founded along i45 in Lamark There were no signs of struggle her truck was operational Witnesses saw her walking from her park truck towards Red Azuzu, Amigo. It was stopped behind her truck

Never been seen or heard from since On November 29th 1998 never been seen or heard from since. On November 29, 1998, 23-year-old Tina Flut is found beaten and barely alive. In the front passenger seat of Jonathan David Drew's car after police pull him over, a waitress should be friend to Drew at a nightclub. She died days later, and Drew is convicted for her death. Drew is also suspected of several other sexual assaults that is speculated he could be responsible for the disappearance of Jessica Lee Cain and possibly several of the killing fields murders. A search of his former home in league city very close to the primary killing field where his parents still lived did produce a vile containing several human teeth.

A lot of teeth judgment and this suck is the only thing I like about it. It's almost making me feel bad about wearing a tooth necklace. Jonathan Drew sent to life in prison for felony murder remains in prison in Texas today. January 17, 1999, 18-year-old Wanda May pits working the lobby desk at the Lodge Motel just off of I-45 in Shenandoah, Texas, when Drifter, William Ray Matthews abducks her,

takes her to one of the motel rooms, sexually assault her before strangling her to death, then hide her body and her body would not be found for a year. A few weeks after one is murdered, William Ray Matthews tried to abduct 21-year-old Tracy Vickery, tries to take her from the office where she works at the mobile homes. Tracy's office was located across I-45 from the large motel. This guy came with the briefcase, sat down, wrote a note. She was to do what he said

because he had again, we kill her if she did not. He tried to force Tracy into his truck, then he drove off. He did force the truck. Dr. about to die 45, but she was able to leap quickly from the moving truck. He tried to pull her back in by her hair, but then she fought him off and escaped. Good thing she did fight him off because she would have for sure died at his hands. Matthews was apprehended shortly after failing to kill Tracy and then he ended up getting a plea deal from authorities and received two 50-year sentences for aggravated kidnapped in a robbery. His projected release date is 2049 and he'll be 88 years old.

He's in prison, Texas. Now we're in the 2000s. Man, so many, so many crimes in this one little area. Five more women have been killed or have disappeared in the area of the I-45 killings since 2000. He's going to burn through these quick here. 57-year-old Todd Train, Harry men, disappeared after visiting her son and league city, Texas on July 12, 2001. 23-year-old Sarah trusty murdered in Algoa sometime between July 12, 2002, when she was

last seen right nearby to church, and July 28, 2002, and her body was found in Texas City. 13-year-old Laura Ayala went missing from South Houston on May 10th, 2002, never been seen or heard from since. 16-year-old Maria Solis went missing after getting off of City Bus in Houston to go to school in the spring of 2003. Students in a nearby motel manager heard her scream as someone abducted her. Her dead body was found 20 miles southwest

to Houston on August 13, 2003. Then the body of 30-year-old elementary school teacher Natasha Soledum was found floating in the surf near where I-45 ends and Galveston on February 23, 2006. She'd been shot, and the medical examiner determined she'd only been dead for a few hours when she was found. And Natasha seems to be.

Based on every book and article I can find, based on a variety of Google searches, the last of the Texas Killing Fields murder victims. So let's hop out of this timeline, look at two more suspects. Good job, soldier. You've made it back. Barely. Okay, if you will recall earlier, we've been talking about a lot of names, a lot of dates,

a lot of people here, but I did say, or remember the name Clyde Hedrick. I mentioned him earlier. I said he was the former NASDA employee in Possible Murder Robert Abel's Ranch Hand, the guy who definitely murdered 30-year- old Ellen Ray Beeson in 1994 is Clyde guy. He's a guy who if you do a Google image search for him and look at any picture of him, you have no doubt about his guilt. He looks like someone who has spent the last few decades doing, just doing nothing but murdering, thinking about murdering, beating off the thoughts of murder and listing the bands like Cinderella, 38 special and winger, while doing one of the things I already mentioned. He looks like a fucking weird

butt rock psychopath. In 1977, headrick was convicted of attempted arson sentenced to five years in a Florida prison and doing a lot of meth, by the way, and those are other things, and doing daily meth the whole time. Nineteen and forty four when killing fields, sixteen-year-old murder victim Laura Miller disappeared, when Clyde did for sure kill Beeson, at that time Clyde lived just down the block from the house that Miller's had recently moved out of in Dickinson. So he clearly was familiar with Laura Miller. Laura's dad, Equal Search Founder Tim Miller, has in recent years come to believe that Clyde,

not Robert Abel, is the man who not only killed his daughter, but probably many other women. This is Tim's logic and I gotta say it is pretty sound. Tim has spent a lot of time looking over this, had a lot of years to think. Heady Fy. This is the name we've talked about several times. It disappeared in October 1983. Known Clyde victim Ellen Beeson disappeared in July, 1984. Laura Miller disappeared in September 1984.

Audrey Lee Cook, that 30-year-old mechanic known until recently as Jane Doe, died sometime in late 1985 or 1986. Three of these women's remains all found in the same abandoned oil field, killing field in league city. Also, the Texas Moon Club, the night club where Hendrick met murder victim Beeson,

was the same night club that Heady five frequently drank and danced at. This was her place as well. They were there at the same time many times. Probably definitely knew each other. Also on his recurring searches of the call to drive field, Tim Miller discovered piles of discarded tiles stripped off of roofs. Now the time of the murders, all of those murders, Clyde Hedrick worked for a local

roofing contractor. Before he went to Robert Abled, worked as a ranch aunt, he worked as a local roofing contractor. Tim thinks that maybe Clyde was using the field to dump garbage from his jobs and then could also visit where he'd left the bodies of the girls. Then there's more to it than that. Then after his 2013 arrest. While looking at a newspaper article about equisarch and Tim Miller, while he's been held in jail, three separate inmates claim that Clyde nonchalantly stated that he did have sex with and did murder Tim's daughter, Laura. Just fucking said it. During the same conversation, Hendrick allegedly also admitted to killing Heidi Fie and clubbing Ellen Beeson to death

with a table lake. However, the word of three other felons just wasn't enough to file charges on the other murders. You know, Clyde wouldn't repeat these confessions to authorities and he hasn't been charged with those crimes. Also Clyde was charged with involuntary manslaughter and not murder for Ellen Beeson's death because they couldn't prove that Clyde did intend to kill her. It's ashamed that this obvious fucking dirt bag could live long enough to get out of

prison. He's 65 right now. He's projected to be released in 14 years when he'll be 79. So that guy looks pretty guilty. Now for one last suspect and some of the other murders, some of the later murders, Mark Roland stallings Stallings had been once a hired hand on Robert Ables. Oh, yes. So sorry I get so many fucking dirt bags in this episode

It's hard to keep him straight Clyde was not a later ranch aunt. I keep getting Runs doing this going over. I kept getting Clyde and Mark kind of confused Clyde just weird moly-y meth Weird rougher guy. Mark ran chan with Robert Abel, another creep, possible creep. Stalin's had once been a hired hand in Robert Abel's a league city horse ranch. According to a 2001 police report, Wolland prison on other charges, Stalin confessed to the killing fields murders of the 1980s, but no charges were ever filed. We think Stalin did at least one of the murders, said Lieutenant Tommy Hansen at the Galveston County Sheriff's Office, the same Galveston Sheriff's investigator that handled Clyde

Hedrick's case. We believe he murdered Donna Prudhami, but he refused to sign a confession. And so far, we don't have the hard evidence we need to charge him. So a lot of times, like, fuck, why can't they, they said they did it. It's legal, kind of red tape stuff. You know, they didn't sign it. They didn't do it in the right way. And when it goes to court, they have enough experience to know that sadly a lot of times, these things won't stick based on defense attorney maneuvering. In the mid 80s, stallings was in his early 20s, married with two children working as a laborer. He says, I got involved with this guy.

We got to know each other, smoke pot and stuff like that. We'd go out on occasion, get blasted. There was this one prostitute I used to mess with. Her street name was Champagne, and Stalin's described her as a white woman with an olive complexion, real pretty and real nice. And he said that one night, Champagne got in the truck with him and this other guy, and then they drove off to an abandoned trailer. Once they arrived, Champagne, possibly realizing something was amiss, refused to have sex with the men.

They had other plans though. Stalin's pulled the woman out of the truck, forced her towards the trailer, while the other man yelled at him to hurry before someone saw them. Inside the trailer, she still refused to do what they wanted and they fought. And Stalin said, I slammed her upside the head, I slammed her upside the wall, beat her, threw her into the back bedroom, and then the men raped her. Stalin said this other man was Robert Abel. The man who, you know, for a decade would be the prime suspect

in some of the Killing Field murders. And he said that after forcing himself on champagne, he left and that Robert stayed. Stalin said he'd gotten to know Robert pretty well, saying that Robert had a dark side like I had a dark side. Before too long, we became more than boss and employee. And Stalin's claims that he learned that Abel, you know, shared his view of women, saying he'd tell

me stuff like women always want to dominate the world, make the decisions, tell a man when he can touch him, when he can't. I said, I know, I understand. I could feel the darkness and Robert. I was relating to that. I was thriving off that. Fucking dirtbags. And then that night with champagne, when Stollins left, he claims that Robert said, I want to

keep her overnight. And then the next day, when stallings left. He claims that Robert said, I want to keep her overnight. And then the next day, Abel seemed on edge. And before long, stallings says, able to hold him man, I killed that girl. And according to stallings, this prostitute's real name was Donna Prudhami. Later in 1991, stalling was convicted of burglary. Then in 1996, he was back in a Texas prison

for possession of a firearm and for shooting an old man through a window Wondine but not killing him. What are we at fucking crime by the way? Shooting an old man through a window. He's got to be some story around that This just sounds like the most pathetic shitty like cowardly thing like I feel like even other hardened felons would look down on that like Dude, I gotta be fucking dick man Who showed who shoots an old man through a window window I strangled through women kick the kid downstairs once I would never should old man through window while incarcerated serving 250 year sentences 1998 stallings tried to escape taking a guard hostage with a smuggled in gun and holding her for four

hours and then he got three convictions additional convictions aggravated assault aggravated kidnapping sends the life that he will never get out his projected release date is And then he got three convictions, additional convictions, aggravated assault, aggravated kidnapping, sends to life, he will never get out. His projected release date is January 1st, 99999. And that's all the suspects. So there's, I mean, there are guys that have, I mean, there's definitely a fair amount of murders that are completely unknown,

but there are a lot of guys who have confessed these murders that were in the right place, were in the right time, did commit other crimes, were committed sometimes of other murders, but just because of legal kind of again situations, were never brought to trial and never actually convicted. So about half of these, you know, disappearances of murders, we got a pretty good idea of who did it.

And then the other half, who knows, who knows if the other ever be solved. And that is pretty much it for the Texas killing fits. I mean, a lot of deaths, a lot of disappearances, a lot of suspects, quite a few people put behind bars, a lot of evil. You know, like with the alphabet murders, what disturbs me most about this suck is just the combination of the amount of victims and the amount of dirt bags involved and their just callousness towards human life in one little area and one small overall period of time.

Like, like, like, like, like, like, it's just so common in a way. And I know most people are great. Most of the world really is, you know, good people. But man, these fucking dirtbags really stand out, you know? I mean, hopefully you can't even imagine actually grabbing a young girl, pulling her screaming into a van, hitting her until she's quiet, choking her, putting a gun on her face, raping her as she fights and screams and cries and ending her life, and then tossing out her body like a piece of trash somewhere. I mean, to go to that place and you're fucking head.

You know, I've gotten several emails. I've never shared over the course of this show. From people saying the equivalent of, oh, it must be nice to be so judgy towards these criminals when you clearly have itself from severe mental illness or been born with certain urges or been raised a certain way or been victimized a certain way yourself.

And to address that for starters, yeah, yeah, it is nice. I have been very lucky in life in a variety of ways. But also to me at the end of the day, it doesn't matter to me. What meant illness you have or what you've been through, if what you end up doing is something like abducting and then raping and killing a little girl, you're sick, might not be, you're faulted, you're sick, but you're very sick.

And your sickness is gonna forever cause you to hurt more innocent people. And because of that, I think're very sick. And your sickness is going to forever cause you to hurt more innocent people. And because of that, I think you got to die. I don't really do. I think the only cure for your particular disease is death. And if your death deters at least one other person from committee to similar crime, to me, morally righteous. Even if it doesn't deter at least one of the person who isn't in similar crime, if you've done that stuff regardless of the mental things you're going on, I just, I don't fucking think that you should be able to stay alive.

I don't protect the innocent. That to me is one of the most fundamentally important functions of a healthy government and a healthy society. Protect the innocent. And sometimes the best way to do that is to kill the guilty. So hail, Nimrod. May all those poor girls and all the others. We probably just don't even know about rest in peace.

And let's get now to today's top five takeaways. Time, suck, top five takeaways. Number one, between 1971 and 2006, over 30 girls and young women disappeared between Houston and Galveston. An area still known to true crime fans as the Texas killing fields. Number two, the most likely suspect for the majority of the 1970s. Texas killing fields.

Murders is ed, jerking off in front of kids in the middle of the goddamn street, all part of the program bell. A dude who just died in prison back on April 20th. Good riddance. Number three, Matthew motherfucking monaughey helps catch Ed fucking animals back at the family ranch bell. When he portrayed the ex-marine Ed shot in cold blood and unsolved mysteries. All right, all right, all right.

Sleep tight America. McConaughey's on look out. Number four, creepy Cly Clyde, hair metal, headric. The main suspect for the murders that involve bodies being dumped in that 25 acre abandoned league city oilfield that gave the whole region as Texas, killing field, initial name.

And the rest of the murders seem to be the result of the work of many different killers way too many dirt bags out there. And number five, new info, it's gonna be random, but you can't actually buy a variety of real human teeth necklaces on the web. I shit you not. I was blown away with how many results came up.

When I googled human teeth necklace, actually by the time I finished human teeth, it's apparently so common of a search that Google auto filled in the word necklace I know this has nothing to do with the killing fails. I found it fascinating for 36 bucks You can buy a necklace that has 10 different human molars on it. It's on Etsy right now one of many And I wanted to know where all these jewelers were getting all these fucking teeth So then I googled which I'm sure this put it down some kind of weird list whole sale human teeth and which I'm sure this put it down, some kind of weird list. Whole sale human teeth.

And on eBay, some motherfucker, known as Piarra, is selling a set of 68 human teeth for $170. And I'm so fucked up from doing this show for too long that the first thing I wondered when I saw that was, is that a good deal for that many teeth? I don't even know. What's the going rate on fucking teeth? And that is all for today's Top Five takeaways. Time, suck, top five takeaways.

The Texas Killing Fields have been sucked. I hope you had it, our Spaceless are just proud. They've been trying to vote in this topic for months. These true crime mysteries always make me a little nervous because I am so addicted to a sense of finality. Like when I watch movies, I don't like movies that have an open ending. It makes me mad every time.

And in these kind of stories, when it's just a lot of like, yeah, so there you go, they're gone. We don't know. We just don't know. I'm just always like, I don't like that as an ending, but that is the ending. That's just what it is. Dark topic for sure. Based on modern genetic detective work capabilities, we may get more endings someday. I'm guessing more and more of, you know,

just cold cases in general are going to be solved like a lot more. And hopefully a lot more of these cases will be solved. Some of them are going to forever, the missing ones, I mean, sadly, sometimes the bodies are just gonna decompose to the point that there's gonna be nothing left. So there's gonna be nothing to find to solve these. But hopefully more families will get the small consolation prize of at least knowing who did it.

And hopefully in time for more people to be brought and put in to prison. Thanks to the time stock team, thanks to Queen of the Suck, Lindsey Cummins, high priest to the Suck Harmony Vellacamp, Jesse Gardy,ening of Grammar Dodener, Reverend Dr. Jill Paisley, time stock high priest Alex Dugan, the guys at Biddelixer, Danger Brain, Axis Apparel, Zach, Script Keeper Flannery, thanks to Heather Knowledge Ninja Rylinder for gathering the best info from the best source to get me started on today's research.

And next week, we focus on another Derbegg. This one Derbegg, this week many Derbeggs. Next week, one Derbegg and, oh, what a preposterous Derbegg he is. Austrian pieces, shit, Joseph Fritzel. And let me apologize now for the back-to-back darkness. I picked out Fritzel and started research before I knew the spaces were going to vote in the Texas killing fields. Be gone, Luciferina. Oh, this, this, I am weirdly fascinated and have been for a long time with this Fritzel case. It's so fucking ridiculous, so terrible. The Fritzel case emerged in April of 2008 when a 42 year old woman named Elizabeth

Fritzel told police in the town of Amstetten, Austria that she had been held captive for 24 years. By her father, Joseph Fritzel, and she was not lying. Joseph had abducted his own daughter when she was 18 and went to leave the house and then held her captive underneath his home. In a secret apartment, he had turned into the soundproof basement for over two fucking decades.

Had seven kids with her and the kids stayed at the basement too. And Elizabeth's mother, Joseph's wife, had no idea the whole time that her daughter and her grandkids were directly underneath her as she slept every single night. For over two decades, Elizabeth never saw the light of day one time. The story is absolutely insane. We will dig into it next week. Right now we're going to

dig into today's time-sucker updates. Okay, this first update, we got serv servled today comes in from Daniel Darby who lets me know that there is more to the concept of universal basic income that I brought up in the homelessness suck last week than I was aware of Daniel writes hey Dan I just finished listing to the suck on homelessness and I've got to say haha fuck them I'm kidding I just got to say, haha, fuck him. I'm kidding. I just wanted to say I felt the same way as you about the idea of universal basic income, but I looked into the Democratic candidate, Andrew Yang, whose website is extremely extensive and easy to use. After seeing how he broke it down, looking through a lot of his other ideas, he is who I'm

going to vote for in the primaries. If you have the time, listen to him on the Joe Rogan podcast. He goes through and crunches numbers of how it would work and pay for itself. Now I love the idea. Thanks for all you do, Daniel. Well, thank you, Daniel. You know, I did, I did look up Yang, looked into this one policy on Yang 2020. And in full disclosure, in my end, I have no idea what this guy stands for on any platform whatsoever. I just looked into this one universal, because I was just curious about this concept of universal basic income.

He does have a great website, yang2020.com, very user friendly and informative. I do like how he spells out the information. Again, haven't taken the time to look at anything more, but, and wait too much info for me to get into and share here. And I'm not gonna share info on candidates, but if you're curious to do about the concept of universal, universal basic income, you can check it out. He has

an interesting concept regarding this, some kind of 10% value added tax that would supposedly create another 800 billion in annual tax revenue, mostly by not allowing giant corporations to hide profit. Again, I don't know if it would work. I do like the concept of not letting huge huge companies like Amazon a Walmart and whatever, not to just squirrel away and use all these kind of, you know, secrets to kind of hide their tax money and just Pro that pressure on every day kind of working people. Um, and I like you putting that knowledge for for me to share There's everybody else out there Daniel. Thank you. Hale Nimrat. Now a quick evolution correction update from longtime sucker and the brilliant, I think Thomas Fog, who writes, Hey Dan, quick update on evolution and the science behind it. You did a really good job overall explaining evolution as a whole with the exception of two major issues. First and most importantly,

we did not evolve for monkeys. There are three major types of evolution, co-vergent, divergent, and parallel monkeys and our closer relatives apes are a major types of evolution, co-vergence, divergent, and parallel. Monkeys and our closer relatives apes are a good example of divergent evolution. We had a similar or possibly the same ancestor in the past, which is why we have superficial commonalities, but monkeys, apes, and humans are all genetically very different. A good example of convergent evolution, which is one of the coolest representations of different species developing superficial commonalities is the ithiosaur and dolphins. These are species that lived millions of years apart in separate taxonomy classes. Ithiosaur are believed to be reptiles.

Even most sharks and dolphins have superficial similarities, but the skin-deep comparisons are where they end. Secondly, your example of believing in magic and comparing it to believing in creationism is a false equivalence. Having faith in magic is different because you are believing in something that is not disprovable. We can't prove magic doesn't exist. And there'd be no experiment to set up to say otherwise.

However, we can prove that the creation of the earth being measured as less than 10,000 years ago is in fact a myth. We have a mountain of evidence to support that. This is not to say that we can't allow for both things to be true. At the live Ant-Hill Kid's Suck, you mentioned the leader mistaking the calculation for the end of the world because he forgot it was measured in God time. While he was obviously a complete fucking loony tune, there is a biblical precedent for God time. In Peter 3, 8, God has said to view a days a thousand years and a thousand years as a day. That is to say, God is not a being of time, rather, He is out of time and not governed by our universe or its physical laws. Similarly, in astrophysics, we didn't know,

or we know, excuse me, that time didn't exist until after the Big Bang, meaning chronologically, things happened before time existed. Because time is an illusionary effect of gravity and gravity didn't exist until there were things and my fucking brain just folded it on itself. And then it's not important enough to go down that rabbit hole right now. Thank God. The point is one can say that the universe took seven God time days to make, but that this could be billions of years to the outside or rather inside perspective. We are beans that are governed by the physical laws that are made by our universe, so maybe 14 billion years our time is less than 10,000 years got time. Just an outside perspective is someone who has raised Christian.

If you really want to give yourself a headache, take some time and look into the paradoxical age of the earth because of the time, gravity, differential between the crust and the core. See how relativity made a man experience milliseconds less time in space than directly compared to people who have never left the earth. I'm not asking people to give up their faith. I'm just asking that we just and move towards the future of steam, science, technology, engineering, art, and mathematics. After all, talking about teaching creationism in school is what led to the formation of the Church of the Fly and Spaghetti Monster or the Pasta-Farian Church. If we can teach as fact what was written in a book of faith,

why shouldn't I be allowed to teach kids the world was made by an invisible flying spaghetti monster with noodles for a body and meatballs for eyes 200 years ago. Sorry, my emails are always too long. I just hope it gets you thinking like someone who can bridge a gap between Atheists and Monotheists and Polytheists. Thank you for your time and allotheist and polytheists. Thank you for your time and all that you do, Thomas Fock. Wow. Well, Tom, what a fucking dumb email.

I was a waste of time. What were you thinking? Usually you're writing smart shit. I was fucking dumb. Ha ha. Dumb. Kidding. Kidding.

That was very smart, very smart, smarter than me. I met Tom and even though Thomas says he's no genius, I strongly beg to differ. Thomas has sent in a lot of emails over the last few years. And you know, sometimes you just meet some somebody and you're just like, my God, this person's working at another level. I think Tom is one of those people.

If I was really a cult leader and wanted a strong mental consultant, he'd be a prime candidate. That was beautifully written as usual, Thomas. Such a great, you know, various points to think about. I love your message of coexistence and the way you laid it all out. I love the yet that we can have this gap bridge between atheist, monotheist, polytheist, love it, love it,

love it. Hail Nimrod, your beautiful meat sack. Hayden Nelson has another Darwin update. Hayden writes, hello master sucker, and Hail Nimrod. I was listening to the Darwin podcast and would like to clarify something. I would like to first say that I am an evolution believing space lizard that is currently getting a microbiology degree.

I am also Christian. The thing I would like to address is the fact that there are two forms of evolution macro and micro. The differences between the two of these are very important. macro evolution is defined as the evolution outside of one set DNA parameters. Well, micro evolution is the evolution inside one set DNA parameters. Well, micro evolution is the evolution inside one's set DNA parameters. Well, micro evolution is basically scientific law.

At this point, macro evolution is an unconfirmed hypothesis at best. There are two main reasons that macro evolution is generally not believed to be a law by the scientific community. The first is the fact that DNA cannot be added to an organism. Some people would point to mutations as a means to add DNA, but in reality, all a mutation is, is the adding of currently existing nucleotide base where there shouldn't be one resulting in unstable or varied proteins. The second reason the MAC revolution is not held to be true is because of the lack of intermediate links. If we really did evolve from a single cell organism to mutations,

there would be intermediate links, where you can see the changes taking place in the fossil and animal remains. The problem is that almost none of these links have been discovered, and none of them have major alterations that would point to macroevolution. I would like to say here that I respect the Hella-Dot-Charles Darwin. He was an amazing scientist. He paved the way for a new line of DNA research found an entirely new scientific law. I hope that this adds a little more knowledge to your brain and I would love to answer any questions you may have

and hear any arguments because the scientific community grows daily and I know so little, your humble little meat sack and bojangles, to chute toy, Hayden, PS. If you read this on the podcast, my full name is Hayden Nelson. Feel free to share with us many people as you would like. I would love to have a conversation with anyone who wants to, PPS, I think on the youngest space lizard,

17, if there is another young space lizard, post on the Facebook group, that's the coldest and curious private Facebook group, the link is in the episode description, and I'll hit you up. Hayden Nelson, holy shit Hayden, kid work, young man, my God, I can smarties. I will say that there is a debate.

I do hope some people find, yeah, please find Hayden on the Facebook group Hayden Post in there, say, you know, on after this episode comes out of Monday, get active in there and meet some people, meet some, meet some young ins. I will say, yeah, that there is, it is quite a bit of debate about this whole Mac Revolution. You made me look into it. Maybe you and Thomas Fox, you fucking find each other and have a, have a science off. I found a post in a chat room that sums up part of the debate in a way better than I can. Someone posted, it's all micro evolution.

If people can accept one small change, how about 10, 100, 1000? What happens when there are 100,000 small changes over many generations, all those changes add up until you get two different species and from there, a dozen different species, then new families, and, something that does not resemble its initial ancestor at all. Does that make sense, Hayden? I'm sure you're already probably familiar with that. And I'll be honest, science was the hardest subject

for me in school. I do my best. But when I get too far into the hood, I start feeling a little dizzy. I like your inquisitive nature. I like the point you raise. And is macroevaluution unproven or is it a logical result of many microevaluutions? I like the point you raise. And is macro evolution unproven or is it a logical result of many microevolutions?

I guess that is a debate and there are believers on both side to this argument. Thanks for making us think, hail Nimrod. Lots of you learned still with evolution. And now another homeless update from Time Sucker, Victor Sanchez, Victor Wrights, Dear Master Sucker, thank you for your informative podcast on the Homelessness Epidemic in America. As usual, your you for your informative podcast on the homelessness epidemic in America.

As usual, your podcast was funny and thoughtful at the same time. There clearly is not an easy solution to the problem. And like you, I waver between wanting to help people, but at the same time not wanting low income housing in my neighborhood. My only thought to improve situations like that is to not have a concentrated section of low income housing and homelessness in one area. I think all that does is bring desperate people who may have mental health or substance abuse issues together in one spot, may make them more likely to re-offend.

Along with counseling and job skills training, there all seems to be a program on how to reintegrate the homeless back into society. I'm not a bleeding heart level, but I do think it's better to have all members of society have enough to survive and have them be active participants in their communities. Thanks again for your thoughtful commentary.

If I make a Victor Sanchez, and Victor also says if I may make a suggestion on a topic, would you at some point do a suck on socialist countries like Norway or Sweden? I think he says I think Sweden. I know that they get a lot of attention for providing their people with plenty of social services and paid family leave, but I would be curious that could ever work in a large diverse population like the US. Well, thank you, Victor. Yeah, that's a very interesting point you bring up

about mixing kind of neighborhoods. And I know, by the way, many of you have sent in emails, we're recording this on a Wednesday right after this came out. So I will have in next week's time stock and the updates, many more possible homelessness solutions. I've glanced right before this episode and saw that a bunch were coming in. One of them specifically related to the low-income

housing is not always people going through problems, somebody with personal experience, but I like mixing up the neighborhoods. Yeah, if it's not all concentrated one area, that is something to really think about. Socialism suck, great idea, good excuse to look into why those Nordic countries always seem to rank so high on happiness scales Is what they're doing over in those countries applicable to what's going on in this country Um, okay Now so hail Nemanat to you another homeless update from time sucker and spaces are Jeff Driscoll Jeff writes greetings a possible a possible of Nimrot

Wrangler of Bojangles Defender of knowledge possible incubus of Lucifina. It is I your, a possible of Nimrot, Wrangler of Bojangles, Defender of Knowledge, Possible Incubus of Lucifina. It is all your loyal spaces or Jeff, long time listener of your comedy, Circa Revenge is near. Oh man, thank you. The homeless epidemic really hit home for me.

After serving four years in the army, I was met with the obstacle divorce at a very young age. It started right before I got out. I didn't have the support I required to stay my own two feet. I had to hitch hike a fourhour car ride back to my hometown almost immediately after sighting to break it off. During the trip, inclement weather had me stuck in a small town in central New York for almost a week.

During that time, I stayed at 24-hour laundromat, where I was using everything I had to literally just do my laundry several times, and would utilize the showering facilities at a local YMCA to prevent suspicion I was just looking for a warm place to stay. Once the weather cleared up and went back on the road, finally caught my break, stayed trepored pulled over, checked my info, heard my story, drove me the last 90 miles to where I was going. It was after that time where I found my new purpose and had to make it up to that meat sack for drive and meat to my hometown. I pleaded with my family to let me stay with him and got straight to work. In order to support myself in divorce proceedings, I picked up four jobs and worked harder than I have ever worked my entire life. I'm extremely thankful that now I'm positioned in a place of success and I'm dating my sexy spaces or comrad cat.

This suck sucked me so deep on things that to this day I've never even gave myself time to think about until just now. I was only in the laundromat for five days. There was little stopping me from just pitching a hasty shelter near the late night liquor store, buying a cheap bottle of grandpa's cold medicine and living off me in a butt butter for the rest of my life. Chobis! I already hate math, but the math and statistics that you brought up made me want to swear

it off forever. After looking back, I was financially and emotionally similar at best to the McFoo bars just in that five day span. I get anxiety just thinking about that. One thing that you didn't mention this suck that is totally overlooked in solutions that we can do as individuals is to become role models for people in need. My first role model in that tough time was the meat sack state trooper that gave me a chance that I hope to one day be as positive of an influence on at least one person as he was

on meat. If that person could spend two hours their time to make a change in meat that is lasting a lifetime. Imagine if other meat sacks spent 20 minutes and 10 bucks buying a person a meal at McDonald's. This was an awesome suck. I'm looking forward to our secret meeting this Thursday. Please keep being the pro death pro manners pro freedom Anti-Commonism funniest fuck me sack that I've grown to know and love over these awesome years Hail Nimrod hit me and cat up Luciferina. We love your work praise Bojangles. Give my regards to time suck team live long and suck hard Jeff

Wow team live long and suck hard, Jeff. Wow. He'll never know, Jeff. Thank you for your service. So glad you're doing great. What a great message. Mentorship. Leading by example, given someone hope with a little time and a little money, I do love that. You know, buying someone a meal, talking to them like they're a real human being with

value. Not just looking at them like they're a fucking drag a society can go so far. Many of us have moments like that where someone wouldn't have reached out their hand. They wouldn't be where they are now. I mean, this show is a continuation of those moments for me. Had many of you space that is not reached out with your hands and subscriptions,

when you did, out of for sure burned out and not been able to keep this up long ago. So that's a great message, man, mentorship. If anybody has a time and can do that, yeah, just living proof that it can go so far to fixing lives. Another homeless update from Time Sucker Tristan Spencer, Tristan Wright's Dan. I was listening to your homeless problem in America

and your solution you described is actually prison. Dependent on which prison facility you look at, there are education and work requirements. I currently live in the great state of Arizona, had the opportunity to visit a state prison as part of my major. The deputy warden told the group I was with about the variety of programs local inmates have access to. The prison has arrangements with local government and even private companies to actually send low risk inmates to work for local businesses in the Florence, Arizona area. It actually does work because businesses often hire these ex-convicts to work the same positions they were trained for.

Well, thank you, Tristan. That is good to hear. Maybe we can expand this model. This already existing concept to include more mental health and drug rehab counseling, or like you said, maybe that is even already offered there. One of these days, I need to do a prison suck to get a better understanding of our current correctional facility system. What is being offered?

What can be done to improve it overall? Hail them not to you. One more. One more from space, those are Ryan Pachin. And again, more homeless updates next week. So how many great ones sent in? Ryan writes, good evening, your royal suckage. Your podcast isn't inspiration and a great joy that I appreciate immensely.

I wanted to drop a few lines concerning your latest cast on homelessness addiction. As a space-user who struggled greatly with opiate addiction from 20 to 27, I wanted to say that I appreciate you consider it words. Having been through the addiction and treatment, I can honestly say it was the hardest period of my life. I accept full responsibility for my behavior

and actions during that time and do not try to shift the blame on others like many do. However, one item I wanted to make fellow suckers aware of is that people that don't always talk about is post addiction life. It's easy to assume that you have a problem, you get treatment and then you resume your life. Although different treatments in therapy can be incredible for some, more than others, one universal struggle is the years following cleaning up your act. Manipulating your brain for years with chemicals to produce raised dopamine serotonin levels isn't

something that heals itself overnight. When dealing with family or friends who struggle with addiction is hard, this to realize this, but even after being sober for weeks or months, a brain corrupted by drug abuse isn't near normal working capacity. Feelings of excitement, pleasure, etc. aren't the same as they were initially for many years to come. That being said, it's all worth it. For those out there struggling, be patient. It gets better every day.

Every day is better than the next. And again, Dan Master sucked comments. I thank you for your willingness to learn not just about this, but all topics you chase so that we can be more informed and entertained. You have a great position of influence and that few have. And I immensely respect how you handle it. Look forward to seeing you live one day. Keep on sucking my hats off to you, sir. Hail Luciferina Ryan patch and Sacramento, California will Ryan. Don't ever write it again. I don't like to talk to people who were abusing drugs at any point during their lives. Anybody who's listing please don't, I don't like it. I don't care for it. So go on out, go on out, get out here. No, of course that's fucking ridiculous.

Thank you very much, Ryan. That's amazing and I love that you shared your personal story because that has so much more weights than anything I can share, because I can't speak in this situation from any kind of personal place. And I love that you are living proof that it's hard, that it does get better, and that it takes a long time, because I think, you know, we do are thankfully able to reach a lot of ears right now.

And if, I mean, think about, it's just one of those people just to hear your message when they need to hear it and it makes all the difference. You know, like in other spaces mentioned earlier, you know, just, they just need that moment. They need that moment to kind of turn things around and you may have just given somebody

or several people that moment. So thanks for being an inspiration. Thanks for having a real insight into what it's like to live in recovery, for sharing your story. I'm so happy you slayed that dragon. Hail Nimrod to you and everyone else who writes in for being the best fucking group of people I've ever been around. Thanks, time suckers. I need a net. We all did.

That's all for this week, me, Saks. Have a great week. Don't hitchhike. Don't kill any women or kids. Don't jerk off on the street. Don't participate in secret government programs to make you dad want to kill you because you're fucking farm animals and as Matthew McConaughey would say, Alright, alright, alright, keep on sucking Time is a flat circle, Joe. Give him one of those dinners. Sometimes the circle you get stuck in, puts you in a place with crunchy, squeaky bananas. And that's what life is.

Life is a series of endless, fuckable, squeak-toy bananas. And it's circular and it moves and it doesn't move. And that's why I got to put you down. And listen, I had a small stroke about two months ago. And I don't know what I'm saying a lot of the time, but it feels in my heart. Like, is all right, all right, all right.