Timesuck with Dan Cummins - 306 - The Sex Slave Murders: Gerald and Charlene Gallegos

Episode Date: July 25, 2022

As a couple, Gerald and Charlene Gallego turned their dark sexual desires  into a murderous rampage that left at least ten young people dead in California, Oregon, and Nevada between 1978 and 1980. Some of these were girls as young as thirteen - barely teenagers - sexually assaulted before being murdered in a remote location. Nine women were raped before being bludgeoned or shot to death… and one man was killed for happening to be with a young woman Gerald wanted to rape and kill. Most of the victims were teens. One was pregnant. The press called the crimes “the Sex-Slave Murders.”  The disturbing true story of two of American true crime history’s lesser-known dirtbags, today, on Timesuck. Bad Magic Productions Monthly Patreon Donation:  The Bad Magic Charity for July is The National Compassion Fund. Their mission is to give funds to the victims of mass casualty crimes, such as mass shootings and terrorist attacks. We donated   $14,697 with an additional $1,632 going to our forthcoming scholarship fund. To find more or donate yourself, please visit www.nationalcompassion.org TICKETS FOR HOT WET BAD MAGIC SUMMER CAMP!  Go to www.badmagicmerch.comWatch the Suck on YouTube: https://youtu.be/zZnco4olJUUMerch: https://www.badmagicmerch.comDiscord! https://discord.gg/tqzH89vWant 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 happens to be our most current page :)For all merch related questions/problems: [e-mail] (copy and paste)Please rate and subscribe on iTunes and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG and http://www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcastWanna become a Space Lizard?  Click here: https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcastSign 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.

Gerald and Charlene Galego, the sex slave killers, likely that many of you have not heard of them. Despite killing 10 people together, Gerald and Charlene are not nearly as well known as some of the bigger names we've already covered in true crime, but not because their crimes are not equally horrific. As a couple, Gerald and Charlene turn their dark sexual desires, or possibly only followed Gerald's desires into a murderous rampage, that left at least 10 young people dead in California, Oregon, and Nevada between 1978 and 1980. Some of these girls is youngest 13 years old, barely teenagers, sexually assaulted, tortured before being murdered in a remote location. Nine women were raped before being bludgeoned or shot to death. One man killed for

happening to be with one of the young women that Gerald wanted to rape and kill. Most of the victims' teens, one pregnant, for two long years, the serial killer couple terrorized the city of Sacramento. The press called the crimes the sex slave murders. Entire communities paralyzed with fear. Finally, when Charlene and Gerald killed two young college students, Craig Miller and Mary Beth Sores, detectives got their first lead, a license plate number that would lead them first to Charlene's parents' house and then to the killers themselves.

After a cross country chase, the Galegos were finally caught in Omaha, Nebraska, November 17, 1980 at a Western Union, where a pregnant Charlene was collecting money wired to her from her parents. Charlene's arrest and subsequent plea deal shocked the public. She did not seem like the type of person to be mixed up in a brutal sex crime spree, murder spree. Born in 1956 and stocked in California, Charlene Williams was adored by her upper middle class parents, spoiled as a single child.

She played the violin, was given so many advantages in life, her father, whatever she wanted, like new cars, even her own small business, Gerald, on the other hand, seemed exactly like the kind of person who would do what he ended up doing. By 1977, the year he met Charlene, Galega was a convicted armed robber, sex offender, with a prolific arrest sheet. He was also on his fifth marriage and was a man who'd molested his own daughter from a previous

marriage beginning at the age of six. By assuming a new identity as Charlene's husband under the name Stephen Robert Feele, this would camouflage him as just another random guy trying to make his way in the world. After a whirlwind romance, the student found them living together. The year after meeting on September 11, 1978, this couple would go after their first victims. Charlene lured 17-year-old Rhonda Sheffler and 16-year-old Kippie Vacht out of a sacramental mall into their van with the promise of smoking some weed with them. Once inside Gerald and held them at gunpoint while Charlene drove out to the Sierra Nevada mountains where Gerald would rape both teens before shooting them dead. Very soon more victims would follow.

The disturbing story of two of American true crime histories, lesser known dirt bags and there's sexually violent exploits right here right now on another. You might be having a really bad day right now, but I highly doubt it's as bad as the final days of these two psychopaths victims, edition of TimeSuck. This is Michael McDonald and you're listening to TimeSuck. Oh!

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Welcome to the cult of the curious. I'm Dan Cummins, the suck master, guy who would be terrible at being on a covert government surveillance team because I'd probably gotten a lot of trouble for talking too much about all the weird shit I found out. Dude, who would for sure or dude who for sure has excuse me a nice thick NSA file on him right now and you are listening to time suck as is big brother for sure. Hail Nimrod, Hail Nimrod. Hail Lucifino, praiseable jangles and glory be to triple M. I have two very different, very atypical announcements I will share right after mentioning the merch this week and then we'll

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Uh, my heart goes out to Jeff Burton, uh, one of five point sevens, uh, the risotto show, St. Louis. I've been on that show a few times and Jeff and the crew have been a huge supporters of what we do here. I text with moon here and there. I mean, there's just the whole crew. Such good guys from my experience. Uh, Jeff's been with that show since it's inception. And sadly,

Jeff 55, and this was recorded back on on July 13th. So I know things may have changed. Unfortunately, since it's recording, I'm sorry if they have by the time it gets out. But sadly, Jeff 55 is as of this recording, good man with a wife and two daughters, dude, who has been a radio for over three decades, been part of one of five point seven, the point in St. Louis for 29 years, has been battling prostate cancer for over a year and recently went into hospice care, as was alerted to me by many listeners. The cancer has spread to his entire body. He will not be able to receive additional treatments, not a praying guy. No, Riz has already spoken to this him being the same way, but, you know, not a praying guy, but spoken to this, uh, him being the same way, but, uh, you know,

not a praying guy, but thinking of Jeff, uh, dude needs a miracle. So if you believe in those, hopefully you can send a prayer his way. Uh, if any fundraising comes up and relational Jeff's fight, uh, we'll be sure to let you know, I know again, many of you listen to this show, also fans of the Rizudo show, and yeah, it's fucking heartbreaking. Also sad. Uh, I know many of you already know about this, thanks to the Secret Suck and thanks to the Facebook groups and Reddit and everything else. But the Reverend Doctor, Joe Paisley,

no longer part of the Bad Matthew team. This is a much bigger, much more involved announcement. It's a lot to process. Not fair to bog down the episode with this, if you're just hearing about it for the first time. So I'm not gonna say anything up front. Instead, this week's Time Sucker updates will feature an excerpt from the Secret Suck,

where we announced this over a week ago, explaining everything as much as we are legally allowed to do. We would have done it simultaneously, same week on both shows, but it was just based on nothing more than recording schedule. We had happened to already record a few times, sucks in advance preparing for a now, man, needed vacation. And the secret suck is we had not recorded that in advance. And so we were able to jump on that one first.

So again, much appreciated vacation again. Coming up after dealing with some bullshit behind the scenes this past month, but we're good. Thanks for all the nice words that so many people have already sent our way. But not gonna think about that. For the next two plus hours though, let's get some escapeism.

I could use some escapeism. I love that about this show, how about you? Come on, Nimrod and Lucifina, work together to suck me into the suck, leave everything else behind for a bit. This is a very interesting, wild, cool, to go with scared enough, but story. It's not cool. I'm gonna take that back.

It's a fucking terrible story, but it is interesting. So let's all feel better about ourselves. By investigating the lives of two dipshits whose lives were way more fucked up. I am sure hoping than the lives of anyone listening right now. If your life turns out to be more fucked up than Gerald and Charlene Galegos was during their murder spree, well, take a break from listening and turn yourself into the police. At least a counselor. Let's get started.

Back into the world of true crime today, of course, back into the world of couples that kill together as well. We have previously covered a couple murderous romantic duos like Britain's finest citizens Fred and Rose West who murdered at least 12 victims between 1967 and 1987 Longspread buried some of their bodies in the cellar guard in the west Cromwell Street home aka their house of horrors Still can't fucking believe that Fred Runnin over and kill in a killing a four year old boy while driving an ice cream truck.

You know, didn't rank in the top 10 worst things that fucker ever did. We've also covered Paul Bernardo and Carla Homoka, AKA the Ken and Barbie killers who killed three victims and sexually assaulted others in the Toronto suburbs between 1987 and 1990. Do you remember deadly innocence? victims and sexually assaulted others in the Toronto suburbs between 1987 and 1990. Do you remember deadly innocence? Paul's hip hop alter ego? Vanilla ice lights?

Still love hearing this. Deadly innocence rolling in his Nissan 240SX. Pain of gold like his bank account noise Watching the flex Sanging discount say these two fools at the bars and way got him trained to take his hustle to the stars Hiding in the bushes like a creep straight peeping bush beaten bush beaten Still is just as fun for me to do as it was in that episode The crimes of evil lovers Charlene and Gerald Galego came before the dirty deeds of both of I'll stop. Still, it's just as fun for me to do, as it was in that episode. The crimes of evil lovers, Charlene and Gerald Galego, came before the dirty deeds of both

of those couples. They met in 1977. The following year, Mark began to do their murder spree. And then by 1980, when they were caught, 10 people were dead. There was a very short-lived relationship. I did a tremendous amount of damage to a lot of innocent people. 10 lives and dozens of others dealing with loss and grief for the rest of their lives. All but one of their victims, young females.

Some of them, just as girls as young as 13. Like with other murderous couples, where one of the pair is a woman, it just seemed impossible to many from the outside after the recot, that a woman could be partially responsible for such sexually violent heinous deeds. Also like our other murderous couples, they remind us that evil can take a supporting role. Following a monster's lead when it comes to sexually torturing and killing in the end, isn't that just really as bad as taking the lead? In the end, people were dead and who wouldn't have been. If Charlene hadn't gone along and voluntarily helped,

led people straight to Gerald. Interestingly, both Gerald's and Charlene's childhoods did help pave the way for their murders, even if it first glances. It only seems like Gerald should have been a killer. Forensic psychologists from know you with this case, Professor Lewis Schlesinger said that Gerald Galego didn't have an abusive childhood. He had a brutal childhood. Gerald's father had left his son, the legacy of murder and crime before being executed in prison himself

And his mother was said to be a lot more concerned with partying than she was with parenting His childhood was filled with a seemingly never-ending stream and new boyfriend's and hookups neglect abuse No one doing a whole lot to address his quickly growing rap sheet Charlene's upper middle-class childhood seemed fantastic, but she was never taught to take accountability never taught any Responsibility never had to deal accountability, never taught any responsibility. Never had to deal with the consequences of her actions. Daddy always stepped in and fixed everything. She was enabled by both her parents, who pretty much allowed her to do whatever she wanted,

who just kept helping her no matter what. They even continued to support her when she was obviously Gerald's accomplice, when she was fleeing across the country as a fugitive, wanted for multiple murders. If you don't do much as a parent, to shape a child's morality, if you just continue to indulge in a navel, even when the behavior becomes destructive and dangerous, you're actively helping set your kid up

for a life of doubling down on terrible choices instead of learning from them and avoiding them going forward. And then if that child someday meets a Gerald Galego type, well, God help him. When Gerald and Charlie met in 1977, neither of them were making very many good choices. Both have been married several times.

Both were drug dealers or users, excuse me, abusers, and Gerald already had a rap sheet. Charlene, meanwhile, had failed at just about everything she tried to do, but never felt the worst of the pain of failure. Her parents always bailed her out. Today's tale really illustrates how two people can continually get away with something.

If everyone around them is just enough of a dumb ass, particularly Charlene's parents, to keep covering for them and shielding them from consequences. Show us how dysfunctional relationships can become sheer madness, how two people egging each other on, liven in their little echo chamber. Now, one of them never pumping the brakes

on the other's horrible fantasies can lead to someone or multiple someone's being dead. So it's how confusing each person's role in the madness can be to decipher later. The Legos were finally caught after they fled across the country. Charlene would pin it all on Gerald, offering up details about 10 murders and not just the two that they were wanted for at the moment. Charlene painted a picture of her relationship with Gerald built around abuse that led to unwilling participation, but is that true? Today we're going to try and get to as close to the truth as possible. First, we're going to review the general pathology of couples who commit crimes together.

How Charlene and Gerald both did and did not fit that mold before looking more closely at how the cultural atmosphere of the 70s and 80s influence people. Especially jurors. Maybe they were viewing Charlene's possible involvement in brutal sex crimes, not as we would today. We'll examine once again how women are generally thought of as being incapable of committing horrible crimes like murder and sexual assault and how Charlene may have manipulated this perception to get a much lighter sentence than she did or much lighter sentence than she

should have. excuse me. And then we'll dive headfirst into our time-soaked timeline before, you know, where we will cover Gerald and Charlene's very different up rings before we get into the murders and assaults that would eventually get them caught, though not before they'd killed 10 people. Finally, we'll look at the fallout.

How Charlene managed to make a deal with prosecutors and where she and Gerald are today. All right, as always with a murderous duo. Today we don't have just one criminal pathology to sort out with two. Figuring out their roles in these crimes. Who did what? Who suggested what? Whose fantasy they were acting out? It's a harder task with these two than some of the other famous murderous duo as we've covered. As we've covered before and couples who murder, they, you know, generally one will be more dominant driven personality type contrasted with the submissive and compliant personality type. The dominant person will be the one making

the plans and most you call them shots while the submissive partner will look to please the dominant person by complying to their wishes. Despite how incredibly dark those wishes might be and heterosexual partnerships is dominant personality, definitely not strictly confined to the male. There are having couples where the female can be the dominant partner, but typically not when it comes to murder and sexual violence. In fact, the closest example of a dominant female

in a male female murderous romantic relationship built largely on sexual violence that I can think of is Rose West. I mean, she did seem to lead the charge when it came to some of the couple's killings, including killing one of her own children, and she very likely almost certainly killed her stepdaughter completely on her own

when Fred was away. But she was also a 15 year old kid who'd known almost nothing but sexual abuse when she met then 27 year old Fred, and Fred was the one who brought her into a world of actual murder and sexually motivated violence. So I give him the edge on being the dominant partner there, at least for the overwhelming

majority of their relationship. Despite almost never leaving the charge when it comes to sexual violence and male female romantic relationships, female partners have often been seemingly just as excited to be part of the torturing, raping, and killing as their male counterparts. In some cases of romantically linked couple, someone who may not normally commit crime on their own will be drawn to a person they know is committing crimes or become sexually aroused at the thought of them committing crime, causing them to become infatuated. This is known clinically as Hibrustophilia.

Also known, at least to me, as being a case of, are you fucking kidding me? What is wrong with you, syndrome? Generally, women whose attraction is to find this way of a history of abuse. Studies have shown that women who have a history of abuse in their childhood tend to choose sexual or more often than known, or more often than people who are not abused in their childhood

will choose sexual and romantic partners with a criminal and aggressive profile. This continues the pattern of abuse, also known as the Bonnie and Clyde syndrome. How strange, right? You don't wanna go out and say, kidnap and rape and kill teen girls on your own, but you get wet as the thought of being along for the right.

I mean, you're fucking monster, but also a weird dark deviation on the traditional role of the submissive supportive female. You're in a really fucked up way, a nurturer, just nurture darkness. Some reason this brings a parody of Tammy Y. Nets, stand by your man into my head. Let me, let me sing a few right now. Stand by your man. Give him to hands to cover and someone scared to rough up when he feels bold and And show the world you love him.

Keep killing all the ones you can. Stand by your man. Yeah, I know, I know, I know, I know I'm, uh, no timing why not. Uh, I had no idea this episode had me getting, uh, I know, I'm a no timing why not. Uh, I had no idea this episode would have me getting very musical. There's a lot more to come. Uh, other or less overtly devious real life examples of women with, uh, hi, Bristol, Philia, are women who are drawn to certain men in prison, violent men who have committed, you know, a serious crime such as murder and rape.

These women will seek out relationships with these men. In some cases, we even get married to them while they are incarcerated. And they generally don't want to commit more violent crimes with these men. They're just turned on by either the thought of being with someone who has committed these crimes or being with somebody who might commit these crimes again, men who are capable of them. Feels akin to being an adrenaline junkie to me, like a real dark version of risk taking. You know, a fucking guy who might kill you or who might kill someone else in front of you, Feels akin to being in adrenaline junky to me, like a real dark version of wrist-taking. You know, a fucking guy who might kill you, or who might kill someone else in front of

you who definitely has killed before. So much variety in what makes life exciting, or pleasurable for us meat sacks, isn't there? Man, I still think most of it is good. Still believe most of us can find pleasure in helping others, or at least in not hurting them. Most of our kind doesn't go past maybe a foot fetish or some BDSM or perhaps group sex role playing, anal plate type of adventurous sex, but some motherfuckers.

Like Charlene, Galego, also Gerald Holy shit. Did they go way off the beaten path when it comes to chasing their sexual desires? When it comes to what keeps life exciting and worth living for them? You can definitely kink shame. These two piles of shit. Or at least kink shame Gerald. two piles of shit, or at least kink shame jerald.

Not 100% sure Charlene got off on what she and Gerald did, but I think so. With some couples like Carla and Paul, the Kennebarby killers, you know, one member is already committing crimes long before they meet the second. And the presence of another person merely serves to egg them on further.

I'd say that's the case in most of these couples, based on the anecdotal evidence I've gathered from researching these dirt bags, including looking into a lot of psychos who haven't made it into an episode yet. Certainly the case for today's couple. Gerald started doing heinous shit, getting arrested as a kid. On the sexual side of things, he had been abusing his own daughter, Christopher, years before he met Charlene. But as far as we know, he never murdered before he met Charlene. So was he definitely the dominant and was she the submissive, I think so. But maybe Charlene was not as submissive

as many made her out to be. Is she trying to make herself out to be for the jury? One of our main sources for this episode, one of the only books dedicated fully to the Galegos, excuse me, a book titled The Sex Slave Murders by Ronald B. Flowers, seems to think the Charlene was very reluctantly going along with these killings, not participating, not sexually abusing the victims a book titled The Sex Slave Murders by Ronald B. Flowers seems to think the Charlene was very reluctantly going along with these killings, not participating, not sexually abusing the victims the way that Gerald Glego did. Unlike with Carla, Homoka, Rose West, there would be little hard evidence to point to what Charlene did or did not do in these murders in the trial. Carla, Homoka, one half of the Ken and Barbie killers, you know, would have a VHS that showed how she sadistically tortured

and sexually abused victims like, you know, along with Paul Bernardo, a VHS tape that unfortunately did not get to investigate his hands before she could strike a plea deal. Remember how Carla's been living the high life? How she got out of prison at the age of 35 and 2005? Married her lawyer's brother, had a couple kids like she always wanted, got to go live down in the Caribbean for several years before returning to Canada Not that fucking sociopath is miserable, but probably not

That's a joy being a sociopath Not being burdened with the empathy and guilt us emotionally weaker sex carry around With Fred and Rose West almost anyone who went to their house or talked to their children could tell you that Rose was an active Participant and as I already mentioned, you know instigated some of her and Fred's crimes. With Charlene, there's simply just not a ton of evidence for us to draw a definitive conclusion from. But we do know that she was the one that would lure victims back to the van with promises of weed or the opportunity to make a few quickbugs by doing some menial labor.

Also know that she would be the one to drive the van while Gerald climbed into the back and sexually assaulted victims on a top of a dirty mattress So that seems pretty fucked up. That seems pretty active Did it turn her on to be around the violence to watch it to hear it some people definitely get off on that type of voyeurism She would never admit to that. She maintained that it was all Gerald. I don't buy it Along with author Ronald B. Flowers, she said that the sexual violence all stem from Gerald's sexual fantasies of having a young sex slave

and his rage and his inability to consistently get and maintain an erection with only Charlene. What is big deal? So he have limp headcock. Oh really, he victim. Just like a little chickadeelo. Personally, I do think it was probably all Gerald's idea. As he had been sexually abused in his daughter,

Chris, to long before Charlene came into the picture. But that doesn't mean that Charlene didn't like the fantasy when it was presented to her. You know, he also, you know, at least molested one other kid. But why didn't his sexually-devil behavior escalate to murder prior to Charlene? Coincidence? Would he have progressed to that point anyway?

Had he not met her or did she help him get there? Did she push him to go further? She certainly kept helping him rape and kill young girls after she for sure knew what he was going to do to them based on what he'd done to others around her. Charlene lured most of them to Gerald. She then drive them to remote location while Gerald sexually assaulted some of them in the back of the van or car. And she kept doing that when she knew that their night of pain was going to end in their

death. No matter how submissive or not, Charlene was, she was definitely not innocent. But she wouldn't be punished nearly as much as Gerald would be because she offered a testify against her husband like Carla, homoka. Charlene would get a plea deal to serve only 16 years and eight months. Prosecutors decided to make this deal. Parts she did the fact that getting evidence to prosecute both of them for these crimes was a difficult process. Given communication between police precincts and different states of the time, the process,

time having eroded much of the physical evidence from the bodies, new laws that said certain kinds of evidence, including one piece of evidence, which would have been the nail in the coffin for both of them, wasn't able to be used. Despite how important Charlene's testimony would prove to be, would prosecutors have offered that plea to her if she was a him? I don't know. I don't know if I doubt it. Uh, did they decide at least partially to make their deal because Charlene was a woman, a tiny blonde, 100 pounds soak and wet woman, far cry from the monster her husband seemed to be testifying against her husband. Charling would tell the jury stories about the abuse that she had suffered at Gerald's hands,

describing a sexually insatiable abuse of pervert who controlled every aspect of her life from her finance to how she dressed. And to be fair to Charling, she may have been telling the truth about a lot of this. One of Gerald's ex wives would call him a perverted psychosexual maniac. She said that being in bed with him

was like being in bed with the rabid Tasmanian devil. His only interest in sex were Sodomy, Felatio, and Cunnelingus in that order, also known to manipulate women. Women were known to phone him regularly during his bartender days in Sacramento and he would he would rate them as a number one girl, a number two girl, etc. With Charlene, he frequently told her that she had the potential to be his number one, a girl with a heart, he called it, but only if she earned his love. That's fucking gross. But again, how innocent can Gerald definitely be? How innocent does Gerald be a huge piece of shit make Charlene?

How much of guilt can you absolve yourself of when it comes to helping him answer raping killteens? How much can you really blame on your husband? No matter how bad they are. Also when it comes to Charlene specifically, and kill teens. How much can you really blame on your husband? No matter how bad they are. Also when it comes to Charlene specifically, did she maybe blame Gerald not because he was terrible to her as well, but because she knew people would believe

he was terrible to her because he'd been so bad previously. Charlene painted a picture perfect portrait of an abused wife, but Charlene was well equipped to think fast and lie through her teeth convincingly when she had seriously fucked up. When investigators talked to the couple in the course of two different homicide investigations,

both times Charlene blatantly lied to the cops telling that she didn't know the victims, you know, had no information about what happened to them. Second time she even faked morning sickness and hangover to get out of being interrogated. When the cops came back for her a few hours later, she and Gerald were already on their way across the country fleeing from justice. Did she also then lied to law enforcement as well to get her plea bargain? Did she lie again to the jury? Certainly possible.

For her entire life, she'd been the spoiled only child of her parents, Mercedes and Charles, and she grew up knowing how to get just about anything she wanted from them. New car, cosine on a loan, apartment, rented space for a small business. Seems as if like many spoiled children, she really learned how to manipulate those around her to get what she wanted. Charlene's parents would even send her and Gerald money while they were on the run. Finish an off a laundry list of stuff they did to help Gerald over the course of his relationship with Charlene, including finding him a job, helping him change his name illegally to Steven Robert Fee feel, believing him when he

said the charges of incest and sexual abuse against him made by his own daughter, Christa, were made up. That's so gross. Somebody's dating one of my kids and they've been accused by their child of incest and sexual abuse. I'm going to do some digging for sure. Not going to take the word on that. Real good time to hire a PI.

I had them see what else they can find. Criminal record, previous employers checking with other people they've dated, et cetera. For sure, not going to take the word on that. Real good time to hire a PI. Had them see what else they can find. Criminal record, previous employers checking with other people they've dated, et cetera. And then if you find out that they are a real bad bunny, well, obviously, you have to I think morally then hire a hitman. Haven't killed. You know, maybe sometimes visit the side of their grave and piss on it. I mean, right?

And of course, you know, later you kill the hitman to cover your, to hide your tracks. You know, and you kill him for being a killer. Ha ha. Lou sends tied up. Now there's two less dirt bags on the planet. Who loses? That seems logical and responsible, right? I mean, that's what you would do.

I'm certain kind of JK. So anyway, Charlene almost certainly really knew how to manipulate people. Probably change her story at least a little bit to ensure that law enforcement lawyers and jury only saw one side of her. The sign of a woman forced to participate in some of the most heinous acts known to man against her will, while she was fucking pregnant, no less, with that man's baby. And pregnant women certainly can't do evil, violent things. I mean, we all know that there's nothing but sweet mamas.

They're all glowing and innocent, comforting, patient, and kind. I think most of us know this bullshit. Pregnancy does not make you immune from depravity. We know that now I hope, but this trial took place in the 80s. When gender politics were very different than they are now. Right, these days because of all the true crime docs and podcasts, featuring women like Jody Pupo, Lou Pohl, Arias, we know that women are capable of just as much

heinous fucked up shit as men. And again, looking at you, Jody, oftentimes these women then try to cover up their crimes. I say, they were the real victims of abuse. When Jody finally admitted to killing Travis Alexander, she said it was only because he was a sexually depraved monster, a pervert who lasted after little children. Made her act out degrading fantasy she had to to please him. And she just couldn't take it anymore. Of course, given the prolific evidence, the fact that none of Travis's other friends had anything like this to say about him. And the fact that Jody ended up being a proven liar over and over and over.

She got caught much like Casey Alexander, and telling lie upon lie and nobody believed her. And now she'll sit in prison for the rest of her life. Jody, not Casey. Casey's a murderer living a living free. A alleged murderer, but come on. See if I can do it. Anyway, back in the 80s, a different story.

We were still a long way from being constantly exposed to the heinous deeds of Jody Areas, Carla Molko, Rose West, many other women, even Eileen Wernos, arguably the most famous female serial killer in the US, who we should probably suck here soon, who was executed by lethal injection in Florida, wouldn't begin her crimes free until 1989. The people didn't know about her yet.

Instead, the most famous serial killers of the two decades before Charlene and Gerald Gallego, just be an all-star litany of terrible men. Zodiac killer, John Wayne Gacy, Ted Bundy, David Berkowitz, the Hillside Stranglers, Rodney Alcala, or Alcala, you know, on and on and on. In terms of high profile murderers, the women who are most prominent in the decades before Charlene Gallego were the members of the Manson family. Susan Atkins, Patricia Crenwinkel, Linda Kasebian, Squeaky From, on June 15th, 1970, the Tate Labyonka trial against Manson Watson Atkins. Oh my gosh, Crenwinkel began for several, for seven counts of murder and one

count of conspiracy. Let's leave in Howton, another member of the group charged with two counts of murder, one count of conspiracy, and Linda Kasebian, on exchange for immunity, testified for the prosecution to explain the events that occurred during each vicious crime. The world watches the young women rallied around their coat leader. When Manson entered the court on the first day of the murder trial, several people gasped when they saw he had carved a bloody ex. Almost like a swatzika and his forehead to me. Outside his followers, you know, passed around a rambling typerate in statement in which

Manson declared, I have xed myself from your world. You sure did. Had done crazy fuck with spend the last of his many days in prison. When the trial resumed on Monday, defendants Susan Atkins, Patricia Crenwinkel, Les Yvonne-Houton showed up with X's carved

into their foreheads as well. Patricia Cassabian would testify about Manson's control over the group, saying he separated mothers from their children, arranged sexual relations between members members got his followers to believe he was the Messiah kaseyans testimony including all of the cults theatrics in the courtroom helped prove prosecutor vinson bug the osu argument that although Manson wasn't present for the date in lobby on com orders he was responsible for orchestrating them a similar case would be another time suck a lump, patty Hearst.

If you don't remember patty Hearst, the daughter of a wealthy newspaper publisher who lived in California was kidnapped in 1974 by the Symbianese Liberation Army, the SLA, small American leftist group. They demanded that the Hearst family give $70 worth of food to every needy person from Santa Rosa, Los Angeles.

The Hearst didn't see their daughter until two months later when a surveillance camera caught Patty participating in an armed robbery to bank. Audio tapes of Hurst speaking emerged, a revealing she had become part of the SLA. She actively participated in criminal activity in California, even extorting an estimated $2 million from her own father. And for 19 months in the SLA,

Hurst was captured by the FBI, and in her trial she claimed, what else does she was brainwashed and to committing those crimes? All right, despite this, Jerry sentenced her to seven years in prison, but she'd only served two. Would she have served only two years if she had done those same things and looked like me? I got it.

Charlene would try to put herself in the same position, saying that Gerald had effectively brainwashed her. These cases had stuck around in the cultural imagination of America. And as evidence by the way, Charlene sentencing played out, very likely informed people's view of how women participated in crimes. And Charlene sure seemed to play off of this. She did appearance-wise, seemed controllable,

something which she played up in her testimony. Remember, this was the era of pop culture when women were represented either as ditzy sex icons or loving mothers, from Chrissy Snow on three company cute bubbly blonde wore a wardrobe of tight outfits to all the families eat at the bunker the matriarch at the bunker family who consistently deferred to her husband Archie for every representation of a woman who spoke her mind like Mary Richards played by Mary Tyler Moore on the Mary Tyler Moore show there were way more women who were depicted as scatterbrain silly naive There were way more women who were depicted as scatterbrains, silly, naive.

Blockbuster movies didn't show anything very different, right? In Greece, which came out in 1978, the year that Charlene and Gerald began their murder spree. Olivia Newton-John played Sandy, an impressionable young woman who ends up changing to win the love of Denny Zuko, played by John Travolta. Charlene made jurors think that she wasn't all that different than Sandy,

but instead of putting on a leather jacket and eyeliner, she helped commit murders. So like a little bit different, but not that different. And now I feel like I have to sing a bit of a grease parody now. Charlene Gallagos version of You're the One That I Want. Cause I need a man And my heart is said on you Give it a shape up Better understand If I kill I kill for you You're the one that I want Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,oxy now. Some of you probably like, fuck it, thank God. That was painful. Charlene was younger than her husband.

A lot physically smaller. It came from a good family. It was pregnant for much of the crime spree. Said she, you know, more easily controlled. Although she had been married twice before and gotten out of those two marriages just fine. All together, the picture she painted made it look like Charlene wasn't.

Couldn't be the real monster. Just collateral damage from a hurricane Gerald. And to the jury and all those following the story it didn't seem like jerald's life at all you know it would come together it did seem like it came together to create the perfect storm of anger sexual rage and lack of respect for human life. Gerald's father was actually the first man executed by the gas chamber in the state of Mississippi in 1955 he escaped from prison multiple times in California before ending up in Mississippi where he murdered two law enforcement officers, including one while he was awaiting execution for murdering the other. Dude came from prime murdering stock. By the time he met Charlene, Gerald had already

been married five times. All of his marriages have been incredibly short-lived, mostly because he physically abused his partners. Also had a criminal history dating back to the young, young age of six has been a solid chunk of his life in prison for robbery and escaping prison. Compared to Charlene, it could definitely seem to a jury like Gerald was the exact kind of hard and criminal who beat rape, murdered young women and who would also drag his scared innocent pregnant wife around to force her to watch this to pravity. But as we explore the story of the Galegos, we'll see the Charlene had every opportunity

to leave. And in fact, before the last martyrs took place, she did leave. Could have stayed gone. Definitely, but didn't. She and Gerald soon found each other again. Chaos Institute led to more rape and death. She may have been submissive to Gerald, but, you know, sure as shit also chose to put blood on her hands. And every opportunity to go to the police to report Gerald for numerous crimes, including identity theft when he started going by Stephen Robert Field. One reason she probably didn't do that was because her parents have been the ones to help Gerald take on that new

identity, believing that shedding the record of a convict and taking on a new name would help him get a better job and be able to better provide for their daughter. And while that's true, why not just encourage her to fucking leave him? Why not refuse to help her until she has helped herself? Because Charlene was very manipulative. She even manipulated her parents into thinking that the accusations that Gerald's daughter Christa made against Gerald were fake The accusation being the Gerald you know been molesting her since she was six all the Gerald's family believed that Accusation by the way including his own mother and stepfather

But Charlene the golden child apple of of her father's eye, convinced her parents otherwise. Whether or not she was telling the truth during the trial, Charlene the Lego knew how to play people like a fucking fiddle. And that's something to keep in mind as we journey down today's time suck timeline. All right, that was a lot of details. We'll go over again here student chronological order,

but I just wanted to draw more attention to Charlene than others covering her story seemed to have done in the past. And not because we want to make Gerald look like a good dude. Gerald's a piece of shit. I don't think anyone's a doubting that or was before he died. May he not rest in peace. It would actually be fun to bring him back to life just to kill him again in a more painful way this time around. I just think that Charlene also was a huge piece of shit and still is. And I'll likely it. Curious what you will think. I want ultra source material selection

to try and make her look better or worse. I won't frame the narrative in the timeline to try to play to my case, to Sophie Evans case as well. She did a great job with initial research and Sophie really not a fan of Charlene. Love coming across the young Jedi's righteous wrath in some of the research. Okay, let's get into the weeds of all this now. Right after our mid show, sponsor break.

Thanks for listening to those sponsors. I'm sure none of you ever skipped that part of the show, but seriously, thanks if you did. Thanks if you didn't. I just fucking, I'm all over the place. Let's just get into our true crime timeline. On July 17th 1946, the first of our two dirt bags is born. Gerald Armand Galego and Sacramento. And you know what? Forget what I said earlier. When I really stopped to think about it, he was not born into that much much dysfunction.

You know what? He was probably born into a very happy home. I mean, for starters, he did have a super present debt. They're like two peas in a pot, totally inseparable, whenever they were together, which was, you know, virtually never, but that wasn't big G's fault. Gerald Albert Galega was just 19 when Gerald was born. He had also served in time in California, standing quint and prison for auto theft and for writing bad checks and probably got framed. I'm gonna guess he got framed for that stuff.

He'd be paroled in February 1947 and he kind of maybe hung around his baby boy a little bit. So, I just don't say bet he I bet he hurt his back You know just carrying little G all over the place And then when Gerald wasn't quite for instead of helping little man get ready for kindergarten Dad had to go do some dad shit like it sent back behind bars and sang Quinn By April of 1950 for a secondary robbery this time, but no big deal Again, that's just dad doing some dad shit and Gerald senior not really a senior because they have different middle names

But easier for me to differentiate these two this way. It would be proled again in October of 1953 Beheading himself in prison for baby boy, you know Probably pinned a photo to a cell wall and kissed it first thing in the morning last thing, you know night every day And then you might have you know, but probably did not spend time with little man because almost immediately He'd have his parole revoked. Fucking bummer framed again, but he would not be put back behind bars. He needed to spend time with his son, but first he needed to go hide Mississippi. But then within just a few months, he would be sent to jail there. God, this great guy must have the world record for being framed the most times of anyone.

And Mississippi Gerald Sr. was arrested on charges of drunkenness May 27th, 1954. I guess it was illegal to have fucking fun. And Mrs. Sippy back then. But don't worry, dry those eyes. Big G was not gonna stay behind bars. No, not that cat, not that kick ass dad. Fuck no, little man was waiting back in Sacramento. When he was being taken to a Pasco,

a Pasco, a Pasco, a Jay, he overpowered disarmed and kidnapped Knight Marshall, Ernest Beges. Beges found murdered by his own gun a few days later. Probably tripped and fell on it. Actually, I went off. Accidents happened after big G. I bet you know, gave him a hug. Let him go.

Told him to believe himself. Told him he needed to go find his baby boy. Sorry about the hassle. Very short time later, following an armed robbery, Gerald Sr. arrested, tried, convicted, sentenced to death for Beguetz's murder. So, you know, unfortunately, that, that put a kink and baby boy reading plants. He'd be the first man executed Mississippi's

new gas chamber. And his execution date was set for March 3rd, 1955. But before that could happen, Gerald Sr., and another inmate, minor Sorbetr, or probably Minorra Sorbetr, escaped from the Hines County jail while they were waiting execution. You know, fucking baby boy! Daddy's coming! You know, in the process Gerald Seanyer threw a blinding acid disinfectant into the eyes of the jailer Jack Landrum and then proceeded to severely beat him to the point of unconsciousness with the metal pipe. Landrum would die four days later, accidentally, obviously, accidents again happen.

And Glego and Sorbet would then be recaptured the same day, and fucking blame for that. Then on March 3rd, 26 year old Gerald Sr. would be executed just as scheduled. But don't be sad. Do not worry about it. Dry your tears again. He's up and having now probably reunite with sweet baby boy. Apparently big G had a religious conversion right before his execution. As he walked to the gas chamber, he gave Sheriff Leo bird a letter and part of it read,

Sheriff, if at any time you should have young men in your jail, please tell them that I was once like them. And should they continue, there is no reward but hardship and grief for their parents. Show them the way to God. Of God who forgives all of our sins and tell them it's nothing to be ashamed of, to humble yourself before God. May my words help those who are on the wrong path. Ah, should have maybe you have asked to give that letter to your son, buddy. Little G. Gerald Jr. would not humble himself before the Lord. He would kind of end up sucking the devil's dick instead to continue with this religious analogy. His mother Lorraine Galeggo listed vaguely as a sex worker in some sources would remarry twice following her husband's execution, which took place when jail was nine.

Before that, another source talked about a revolving door of bad dudes coming in and out of jail's life, various criminals perverts, abuse of pieces of shit, et cetera, the lower crust of Sacramento society. By the time he was nine, when his sweet, sweet papa, oh God, he could constantly have framed, was executed. The jail was well in his way to following in his father's footsteps. His criminal record, while the first Gerald was well in his way to following in his father's footsteps. His criminal record while the first offense, not listed in sources specifically,

allegedly began at the age of six and included everything from running away. Guess not, probably the first offense. To also various sex offenses, to burglary. Age 12, he'd be put on probation by the juvenile authorities for burglary and later also in 12 charged with committing lude and lascivious acts, lascivious acts,

excuse me, with a six-year-old girl So he had he had a he had a straight-up a Steph Cox curvy sort of childhood If you're daddy Got executed for murder when you was nine And if you're criminal record began when you was six and you were a six offender by the age of 12. You might be a killer. In October of 1959, Gerald, a sweet little Jair bear, now 13, was sentenced to a California youth authority facility, the Fred C. Nell School for Boys in Whittier, part of the LA

Metro area between LA and Anaheim. He'd be paroled in July of 1961 right around his 15th birthday and then arrested again less than a year later, which is half brother David Hunt for armed robbery. On this crime we'll get him time in the Preston School of Industry in I own California, but it wasn't the last Gerald escape from school making pop of proud better escapes better kills pop of illegal. Then turn himself in for reasons not made clear. Must have felt it was better for his future than having to hide all the time and he would then be paroled again. 1963. At the same year he got married. Despite not quite being 17 years old, his wife, unnamed in sources, was 21 and in April of 1964 his first child, Christo, was born. The marriage was short-lived because

Gerald frequently beat her with his fists and with a fucking hammer. Got down, little Jair Bear, little G. Dude, love to hammer, unfortunately. This will come up again during the divorce, both Gerald and the woman fought for custody. And for some reason, custody was given to Gerald who then sent Chris to live with his mother Lorraine. Clearly, there's a lot more to this story than what has been recorded in sources. What is going on when the mother loses custody with child during a time when mother's almost always got custody to a dude who beat her with a fucking hammer? Was she then taking that hammer and beating Little Crystal with it? Was Krista maybe picking up the hammer and then beating the dog with it?

What the hell is going on here? I'm guessing she was probably sadly addicted to heroin or alcoholic or just, yeah, on something that just, you know, made it impossible for her to perform motherly duties. Backing up a bit before this divorce, Jair Bear briefly went to a normal high school. And for some reason, it didn't go well. He was suspended from Sacramento High School in December of 1963 after receiving five Fs in five classes.

So, you know, get a, get a probably tried heart in at least one of them. His probation officer noted his social traits were all listed as failures He currently typifies a hard-shelled young man who evidenced a little motivation for improvement remorsefulness or insight nailed it I got married as champion for a second time July 12th 1966 to a 24-year-old West Sacramento, Wasteland, waitress. This marriage was even shorter than the first Only 26 days after the wedding she would leave him and I have to say pretty disappointed that she didn't try harder to make it work

She would later recall the day she left saying he chased me all over the house that day with a knife I lock myself in the bathroom when he finally calmed down I wasn't going to leave and then he wouldn't let me out of the house I don't I mean come on. What's the, yeah, he's upset. People get upset and then chase people around with knives, right? I mean, if Lindsey walked out on me every time I chased her all around the house with a fucking knife, we wouldn't be married.

Wouldn't be married, that's fucking crazy. And Jare Bear's defense though, I am kind of proud of him for not chasing around with a hammer. I mean, his scary is a knife is. I feel like a hammer is scarier. If I had to have a, you know, psychopathic murder chase me around and they get to have a knife or a hammer, personally, I'm a let him keep the knife.

I would prefer a knife over hammer. Similar story with marriage number three, which took place October 14, 1967. He kept beating me. Was all the woman it would later say on the record, I couldn't take it. He became very cruel. That marriage lasted only a month. Then Gerald was quickly at married again. Reno, March 1969. He's only 23, fourth marriage, 23, very stable, really has a shit together.

His fourth wife, Harriet, was 19 and pregnant when the marriage ended less than a month later. Her father would say he was juckling hide. He was such a nice boy when he was coming to the house, then they got married 19 days later. I wanted to kill him. His love life wasn't going gangbusters. At least little G's career at this time was going well. Gerald Bragg, your friends about stealing cars and holding up drug stores. And on October 25, 1969, he and his half brother David arrested again during a robbery of a motel in back of bill, Valkovil, the half brothers and another inmate escaped from the Salonville County Jail shortly after arriving for father, daddy would be proud. But then they were recaptured four days later in San Francisco, also for father, like father

like son, good escaping, better getting recaptured, pop a Lego. Gerald was sentenced to serve five years to life in state prison. Yeah, five years to life, excuse me, in state prison. He started a sentence at the dual vocational institution DVI and Tracy California before being transferred to the California medical facility in Vacaville for a psychiatric treatment for depression Back it up now the 1956 let's meet Gerald's future accomplice Charlene Williams born October 10th 1956 and stocked in California Let's keep the song theme going. Charlene makes me think of Joly,

that super popular classic Dolly Parton song that would be recorded in 1973, and Dolly Parton in 1973, stupid, musically talented, and preposterously beautiful. She kind of became a punchline for a while, no mostly for a very large press. No, she was a badass, crazy good a business. Could have been a supermodel as well. And now I want to sing the Charlene version of Jolene. Just a little piece, just a little piece.

Charlene, Charlene, Charlene, Charlene. I'm begging you don't lure me to Jerseman. Charlie, Charlie, Charlie, Charlie, you don't pull the trigger but you're as bad as your man. I know I jumped in too fucking quick. A second little riff there. I know. I get too excited. So I'm shitty karaoke. I don't want to wait for it.

Stockton is the seat of an also not a great voice for it. It's also something that holds me back a little bit on karaoke. Stockton is the seat of Sandwalk King County along the Sandwalk King River about 40 miles south of Sacramento. Sandwalking County along the Sandwalking River about 40 miles south Sacramento City was founded as part of a Mexican land grant to William Golnack in 1850 1844 And because of its advantage point on the river Stockton grew rapidly to become a supply point during the 1849 gold rush And 1850 the city was renamed to honor Commodore Robert F. Stockton who in 1846 claimed California for the US Stockton the first incorporated city in California to bear a name, not of Spanish or American Indian origin. I hope that tidbit comes in handy

in some future trivia game for you. Recently, stocked has become, I don't wanna say shit hole. I'm sure there's some nice parts, but overall, statistically, you have to know this if you live there. Pretty fucking rugged. The Stockton real estate market was disproportionately affected by the 2007 mortgage crisis.

They're obviously rolled in 2008. The city led the US in foreclosures for that year with one of every 30 homes posted for foreclosure in 2010 because of the foreclosures. Unemployment related economic factors. Forbes names Stockton one of the three worst places to live in the entire US. Following the 2008 financial crisis in June of 2012 Stockton became the largest city in the US to ever file for bankruptcy protection. According to the most recent FBI stats Stockton is more dangerous than 95% of other US cities.

Violent crime and Stockton 229% higher than the national average. Most prevalent crimes are property theft and assault. Just two years ago in a study conducted by diversity data kids.org, Stockton ranked the fourth city out of a hundred cities studied to raise children in the entire country. So it's not great for kids, but you know what? So what? I don't want to keep shit on Stockton.

I bet it's a great place to be single. Last year in a study conducted by porch.com to assess how desirable metros in the US and the us are for a single millennials, Stockton ranked 148 out of the 150th largest metro areas in the US. Third from last. Okay. All right. So it's not good for families or for single people. So fucking so what? I bet it is. I bet it's a great place to be married and elderly. I don't know. If you live in Soctin, maybe you should write an incorrect me or maybe you should focus all of your life's energy

on moving out of there. Maybe the data doesn't accurately represent the whole city and it's a hidden gem. I don't know, I've never visited. Now after reading this, it doesn't sound like I wanna go. Anyway, back in 1950s, when Charlton was born, Soctin was not a herpes blister on America's asshole, like it is now.

And those are not my words. Please don't get mad at me for that Don't shoot the messenger. That's a direct quote from a time magazine article titled American cities that are most like anal herpes blisters Written by Pat Say Jack. So if you're upset about that one Pat Say Jack from the from Wheel of Fortune just looking up and message him. Come on. Okay For real now back to 1950s business was booming stocked inroads taking produce, the city's main output to cities all across the US. It was politically important too to stop for politicians on their way across the country, including Herbert Hoover, 1954 Harry Truman in 1953, even a young upstart named Fuckface

Nixon during his first bid for president. Celebrities were drawn to Stockton because of the scenery and proximity to Hollywood. I mean, it's not really that close, but you know, by all accounts, Charlene let it charm for present. Celebrities were drawn to stocks because of the scenery and proximity to Hollywood. I mean, it's not not really that close, but you know, by all accounts Charlene led a charm to start to her life there. Her parents Charles and Mercedes Williams, do do on her. Charles and Mercedes. That's an interesting couple of names for a couple of Charles and Mercedes. Sounds like Ken and Barbie's trashy friends. Sounds like a couple who get sloppy every time at parties, right? Like if you get in the hot tub after midnight with Chuck and Mercedes, well, you're getting groped.

And by 2 a.m., one of them is either puke in or passing out. Just fucking Chuck. God damn it. Where's Mercedes? We have to get Chuck off the lawn back in the house. What, she's in the hot tub with Randy? With Andy Randy? It's always tub with Randy, with Andy Randy.

It's always something, we're Chuck and Mercedes. Anyway, Charles made good money as a top executive for a supermarket chain and Mercedes sole cosmetics. And they did well enough to be able to move from Stockton to the upper middle class neighborhood of Arden Park in Sacramento. Excuse me, early in Charlene's childhood, according to those who knew her,

Charlene was a shy child with an unusually high IQ. She was put in six grade classes for gifted students. When she moved over there, took violin lessons. She was so good the family speculated that she might attend Juilliard someday. But then in high school Charlene's personality began to change, started drinking, doing drugs, having sex, her grades fell. Making graduation, which once seemed inevitable, something that she would do with honors, of course. Right? And get into God knows how many great colleges now just seem like a slight possibility. making graduation which one seemed inevitable something that she would do with honors of course. Right. And get into God knows how many great colleges now just seem like a slight possibility. And it seemed like her fall from grace was not, you know, really stopped by her parents, especially her dad.

They didn't do the right thing in my opinion, rather than show her some tough love or try to get to the root of what her problems were. Daddy, especially just showered his princess with gifts regardless of whether or not she did anything to deserve them. I had to let her party it up in high school. He bought her a shiny new old mobile. It's a graduation present in the spring in 1974. He rented her an apartment, bought her new clothes, even invested $15,000 in Charlene's The Dangling Shop, a business venture in a Folsom shopping strip where she would sell potted plants, macromay and and nicknacks and it didn't last longer or do well. And 15 grand in 1974 is the equivalent of about $90,000 today, by the way.

Okay, now let's check back in with her future Prince charming. On October 5th, 1974, now 28 year old Gerald Galego gets married for the fifth fucking time. So wait, this time in buti county, just north Sacramento, he is good at marriage. He's good at getting married. I don't know about the rest of it. His wife was 19, worked at a laundry mat. Gerald's daughter, Kristen, now 10 years old served as the ring bearer, even though he introduced her to the priest as his sister. Not weird, totally normal. Gerald was on parole that time. Somehow managed to convince his parole officer that he was

a reform man. That parole officer would write, It is the feeling of this agent that he could be discharged from further parole supervision without a significant risk to the community nailed it Jarbert just a cuddly old teddy bear now. He had set his hammer down and only chased women around with roses Charlene also gets married 1974 October 19th her 18th birthday. She married 19 year old soldier named Rick. They'd met while he was on a weekend leave in Sacramento. He liked her sweet charming nature. He said, but just when they decided to get married, she seemed to change. She cut her hair, began using makeup, started dressing differently, weird, that an 18 year old, just turned 18 year old, wouldn't just keep staying the same forever.

Because most people never experiment with different looks and identities, you know, quickly and significantly in their teenage years. Man, Rick really got the shaft there. The day after the wedding, Rick reported for army duty in Germany and Germany, he wrote Charlene almost daily, but she literally never replied. The Rick fantasy, quickly ran its course.

The marriage would be annulled at the petition of Rick's parents on May 5th, 1975, just over six months after it all began. Meanwhile, Charlene started taking classes at California State University Sacramento, her major was psychology, but she would only last a semester before dropping out. Maybe she'd have stuck with that longer. Maybe he could have stayed until she learned what to look for in toxic relationships, or maybe didn't want to study anymore because she was discovering how toxic she was. I don't know. December 12, 1975, Gerald's parole ends. And now 29-year-old career criminal is a free man again.

Following summer, Charlene gets married again. August 1976, in a ceremony attended by over 100 guests at United Methodist Church in Sacramento, Charlene marries Elliot, a 24-year-old ex-soldier whom Charlene had met during high school and dated on and off. So almost 20 now. So this should work out well. I mean, she knows who she is, who she's going to be forever. Not JK.

Now, their marriage was marked by a ton of problems right from the start. Charlene had bronchial asthma, Elliott suffered from frequent violence seizures. Both of them going fucking hard in the paint on drugs and alcohol, exacerbating their melt, you know, health problems. They were smoking weed, laced with PCP and shit, which I've heard is not great for asthma. Also, at one point early in their short lived marriage, Charlene tried to commit suicide

by ingesting pine salt disinfectant. I fucking love pine salt. That just smells so good. One of my chores all through high school was to mop the floors and we used pine salt. And if I would have been into huff and fumes to get high, I would have huffed the shit out of pine saw. But also never fucking do that. Super dangerous, huff and anything, super dangerous, really shitty way to get high, grow up, smoke

some weight if you have to do something. Huff and just a great way to die. Ellie would say he knocked the pine saw out of her hand before she drank enough to warrant calling poison control. He didn't think the problem was with her actually that they were dealing with. He thought their problems were because of her meddling parents who kept trying to tell him what he could, what he couldn't do, refusing to discipline their daughter. Everything she did was fucking great. Yay! Metal some in-laws. Yay! Classic enabling.

Then it leads to infantile, emotionally regressed adults who never make anything other lives. Does it? Fuck yeah, bro. Charlene and Ellie get divorced May 25th, 1977. Second marriage, the last lesson a year. That same summer, Gerald separates from his fifth wife in August of 1977. Holy fuck this guy, he's killing it. He's just turned 31. His divorce won't be finalized until two months later.

But in the meantime, following month, September 10th, 1977, month before her 21st birthday Charlene meets Gerald Gallego At a Sacramento, Sacramento poker club called the black stallion card room. Of course Gerald is hanging out at a place called the black stallion. He is a stallion. That's why he can't be tamed by marriage. You can't tame a fucking stallion ladies. You can build a fence, but you can't stop from jumping it. Really working hard right now not to start singing a version of the eagle's desparado.

It's outsiders. I don't think anyone would have pegged Gerald and Charlene for a future serial killer, serial killing couple or really a couple at all. Parents wise people thought they were mismatched. Gerald was 5'7 with rugged features, deep, dark eyes with brown hair, part of that one side, slipped down on the other. He was considered not nearly as attractive as Charlene. I would agree, looking at pictures, but he was confident, manipulative.

Unfortunately, that combination can go a long ways. Charlene looked like a Barbie doll. Cute, blonde hair, blue eye, five feet tall, a hundred pounds of wet, both kick and ass in life when they met. Couldn't be doing better. Gerald had seven felony convictions under his belt, five marriages. So clearly he had shit figured out. Charlene had already gone through two marriages and had acquired what was listed in sources as a hard drug habit. When she had a charlene for a phone number, she was flattered, handed over. I mean, sure things hadn't worked out the first two marriages but

this guy this fucking stallion clearly the champion that she had been looking for the hero that she been holding out for now I need to play a snippet of another song so full of songs today held back on desk brought up but can't hold back here Gerald was the hero that Bonnie Tyler eloquently sang about a few years later. And yes, this song is also from the Footloose soundtrack, giving me two Footloose references in the past three episodes if you're keeping score which you should be. No parody this time, it just works as is. I'm holding up for a hero's only end of the night. He's gonna be strong and he's gonna be mad. And he's gonna be rich from the fight.

Gerald was always fresh from the fight. That fucking stallion. Uh, next day, September 11th, doesn't long stem rose as arrived at Charlene's house with a note that read to a very sweet girl, Jerry. Oh, Jare Bear, such a charmer. Such a great guy. Within weeks or two, we're living together in a duplex. The Charlene was written on Mission Avenue.

I have to assume her parents were paying for that rent, even though it's not stated in sources. Then soon after they started living together, Gerald, according to Charlene's testimony, starts to get weird. No one saw that coming. Starts to control her. He tells Charlene how to wear her hair,

what clothes to wear, only jeans and t-shirts, takes control of their finances, despite his only financial contribution being some occasional money he would win from playing cards. They also start having sex problems. Whenever Gerald couldn't get it up, which was often, he blamed his sad limp dick on her. Sometimes they would try every position known to man, but he just would still be limp. What is my deal? So he's struck struck soft shamecock. Other times, if they found that a particular position to hurt Charlene, but worked for Jerry, he would tell her, quote, that's too damn bad. Ha. Almost seems like a position to hurt in Charlene is what probably turned him on. We bit of a red flag there

made sacks. If your partner seems to prefer positions to hurt you, still wants to have that kind of sex knowing it hurts you. Pretty good chance that you're with a selfish, maybe even sadistic piece of shit. If nothing you try, Lou, relaxing with a couple glasses of wine, even talking about sex with a therapist seems to help. It was just a physical thing you cannot help and it fucking hurts and they're like, too damn bad. You should shut that relationship down. No questions asked. Let's fucking toxic is shit. Lucifinia assures me, you'll be happier elsewhere. But in this example, are we sure this is how it went down?

No, we are relying on the word of someone with strong motivation to lie about the nature of their relationship. Someone trying to avoid spending the rest of their life in prison, so maybe she's telling the truth about Jare Bear here, or maybe she's really full of shit and just saying what prosecutors, you know, the jury wants to hear from her. Based on what other exes will say about Gerald though, I do believe he's pretty sadistic. Gerald also allegedly had a roving eye which he was very open about. He would rank women

openly according to his old system, never telling Charlene that she was the top of the list, did this with previous women he was in layships with as well. If she was lucky, she would get to be his number two girl. That is so fucked up. Oh man, and I do believe he did this because of again, other people saying it. Man, some people, not just serial killers, just some people, just such needlessly horrible fuck faces. Think about how cruel you have to be. How disgusting and pathetic of a person need to be to tell your romantic partner stuff like damn, woo, woo, we check out her ass, baby. That's a peach. I'd like to take a bite out of that waste. Mmm those titties got lit I'm gonna talk to her. She's gonna be my number one And did you see who came to visit the neighbor yesterday laying out by the pool those long

tan legs Wavy supermodel hair. Oh hot damn. She's gonna be my number two. Don't be sad though. Don't frown. Come on, baby. Wait, tear it up. I'm gonna keep you around you being number three. I'm gonna fucking nice and painful like if you can actually finally be hot enough To get my dick hard. That's why you're number three. If you say stuff like that, your partner and you're not joking, please do the world a favor Just go throw yourself off a fucking cliff. Don't even go to, don't even try therapy. Just skip it. Just go straight to cliff, uh, preferably a real high one with a lot of jagged rocks

in the bottom. Uh, December of 1977, Charlene purchases 25 caliber automatic pistol from a sporting goods store in Del Paso Heights, uh, Sacramento neighborhood. Mm, I went, what's going on there? Probably getting it for Gerald. Probably getting it for Gerber. After getting some heated arguments, probably about sex. Maybe about Gerald being pushy about anything, you know, despite not having a fucking job

or contributing to the relationship in a meaningful way. Gerald moves out of the duplex he shares with Charlene, but he'll be back just a few weeks later. It must not have worked out with some of his other higher number gals. Numbers one and two must have not wanted some unattractive abuse of freeloading felon to mooch off them for some weird reason. Now Gerald when he's back tells Charlie in addition to mooching off of her and living in the duplex her parents are likely paying for. He has some new sexual demands.

He wants her to indulge him in some new fantasies including ones with underage girls. For reasons never made clear, this does not cause Charlene to tell him to stay the fuck away from her. Nope, Charlene just supposedly brushes this off and lets him move back in. Oh man. Who the fuck brushes that off?

This is when she starts to become a character that is hard for me to feel sympathy for. Like can you imagine your partner bringing that up and you just brushing it off? Hey baby, Mmm, yeah. I want to try something. I want to try something new in the bedroom. Yeah?

What are you, uh, what are you thinking? Natalie. Uh, what's, what's a Natalie? Not what, baby. Who? Who the fuck is Natalie? You know Natalie. That's a sexy S13 year old who baby sits in neighbor kits.

I'm gonna be hot spiced up our sex life for me to fuck her. And if you want to fuck her too, that's even more hot. You know, you could at least hold her down, maybe lower over here or something. I mean, you can imagine hearing any version of that and not leaving. Yikes. Charlene really is more victim than villain in this story.

Then this was the moment she really, really should have been stronger and just ended her toxic relationship with the psychopath. Back to the spring of 1978, that April, Charlene and Gerald go with her parents to the annual Grocer's banquet in Sacramento. Charles Williams, old Chuck, old Chuckie. He used this opportunity to introduce his daughter, super cool boyfriend, to a business associate, associate in a local meat company.

There's the words I wanted. Chuck once again wanted to take care of Sweet Charlene, this time by getting her boyfriend to job. Jair Bear is offered a job as a route driver for the meat company at 11 bucks an hour, which he accepted. That was good money back then. Minimum wage was $2.65 an hour.

Now that he has steady income, Jerry decides to rent his own apartment on what avenue, where he will live with his daughter, Krista, who is now 14. I remember how she's been living with Jerry's mom, Lorraine. She has been spending time off and on with her dad, depending on whether or not he's in prison, how stable his life and income are this whole time.

And Gerald, if you recall, from our pre-timeline discussion, not a good dad, he's been raping Krista for years. Two days before Gerald began his new job, a friend of Krista's name Angie came to stay with them for a couple of weeks. And Angie came to stay with them for a couple weeks. And Angie also 14 years old will later tell authorities that Jerry molested her twice during the visit. Motherfucker, the fantasy he was talking about with Charlene, they weren't things he was just thinking about trying. They were things he was already doing.

And Charlene may have been having similar fantasies. According to what Jerry would later say at trial. And of course, he might have just been trying to save his own ass in line. But he didn't make up a ton of wild accusations, actually. He said that in the summer of 1978, that he decided to pay, you know,

Charlene's surprise visit and then caught her in bed with an underage girl. Jerry said he beat both of them, kicked the lever out and then beat Charlene again. Obviously the beating part fucked up. But he was lying like why would he include those details? Seems like he would leave the beating part out if this was a made-up story. I don't know. If you tell the truth, man, does that change how Charlene's involvement and what they will later do together needs to be viewed? If this is true, it gives her personal sexual motivation

for their later sex crimes. Makes her a monster, you know, on par with the monster that he is. On July 17th, Gerald will celebrate his 32nd birthday by satanizing his daughter. She will later testify that Jerry had started molesting her again when she was only six. So take away all of his murders and this dude still deserves to die. That same month, it looks like this monster will become

a father again, Charlie gets pregnant. Jerry doesn't want it, but she decides for the moment to keep it. Early the next month, August 2nd 1978, Jerry quits the job his girlfriend's dad helped him get. Didn't have another job lined up, just didn't seem to care for honest work. A couple weeks later, Chris to thankfully moves back in with Jerry's mom. Now Jerry wants to take his darkness further.

I just get some free time. A year and a day after their first meeting, the couple will perform their first heinous act together. September 11th, 1978. Charlene, two months pregnant, experiencing morning sickness. Jerry is determined not to let that minor inconvenience derail his new plans for them. Or as he would later claim, their plans.

It took the 1973 Dodge recreational van that Charlene had bought with the help of a lone cosine by good old Chuck. Then had plenty room in the back, Charlene and Jerry, about six in a few times, giving it some nice test runs. The two now drove through a parking lot by the Country Club Plaza shopping center. Sorry, County Club Plaza shopping center. It's still there. 2310 watt avenue described on Google reviews as a low key mall with the discount supermarket movie theater trampoline park and a plan of fitness Gerald went over their plan. Are you told Charlene to find some sweet attractive girls? Not women girls Get them to come over to the van. He said he'd take it from there and Charlene went along with this Didn't have to what she did

She willingly went out picked up girls to lure them back to a monster who she knew was going to at least rape them and probably was going to kill them. She never claimed she was afraid for her life if she didn't do this. Again, hard to feel sympathy for her. Charline met lured young friends 17 year old Rhonda Sheffler 16 year old Kippy Vot out of them out of them all by promising them some weed. Shortly before this Jerry brought bottom adhesive tape from a local store, Ronda and Kippy stepped back into the van, found themselves on the bad end of Gerald's 25 caliber pistol. Told the girls to say, quiet, made them lie face down. They did his ass, then bound their hands and feet with tape.

Charlie and said that in an ice chest stood guard. If it wasn't for her, these girls would have never met this monster. Soon they were often driving, pulling out into I-80, Interstate 80, heading east towards the Sierra Nevada Mountains. The van pulled off the road into the town of Baxter, California, 60 miles northeast of Sacramento, and then headed out into the wilderness. Once they found a remote and secluded place to park, Gerald untied the girls or to them to start walking towards a group of trees. Charlene waited by the van while Gerald followed the girls, carrying a sleeping bag, blanket, and gun. Gerald then proceeded, of course,

to rape their multiple times. Meanwhile, Charlene drove off back to Sacramento, visited an old friend like fucking nothing was wrong, dropped off the van at home, then headed back to Baxter, and then passed out to the wilderness in her old reveal, cold blooded. Oh, what are you doing this afternoon, Charlene?

Just killing a few hours right now while Jare Bear raps a couple of girls in the woods that I met them all this morning. Do you have any coffee? I got to drive back and probably help kill them and you know I'm tired. When Charlie and Digi back Gerald marched the girls into the ultimate bill, keeping raping them for hours now. They then drove to Sloth House.

It's a small, unincorporated farming area on the other side of Sacramento. Once in a remote part of this area, Gerald ordered the girls out of the van again. I can't imagine how traumatized and scared they were, how much they begged for their lives on the ride over, or tried, you know, it's their mouse were tape shot. I can't imagine how frightened they looked, tear-stained faces, probably had bloody, brutalized bodies, shirling just, you know, been sitting in the car with them,

knowing Gerald was gonna kill them, and then he did. Shot him both in the head. The bodies of Rhonda and Kippie would have found just two days later, September 13th, 1978. Migrant farm workers, Aralio Sanchez, Julio Martinez spotted the remains of the young women and clumps of dead grass in a meadow, not far from the farm where they worked.

By the time the call came into police, saying that two bodies had been discovered, Gregory Sheffler, the 19 year old husband of Ronda, had already reported his wife missing. When she didn't show up, when he came to pick her up from work. Gregory had then phone Kippy's mother, and the two had walked around the county club, Plaza Mall area for hours, searching for the loved ones. They saw Rhonda's Vega in the parking lot, but there was no sign of either the two girls. I'm sorry, sorry, I can't read today, apparently. It is country club plan. I'm like, county club just not sound like. I'm sure some of you in Sacramento is like, fucking county club Plaza?

No, bro, country club Plaza. Sorry, that was bothering me. So yeah, so they see Rhonda's vague in the parking lot. No sign of either two girls. You know, and then the find out later that they've been, obviously killed, autopsy reveals that both the girls have been sexually assaulted, bludgeoned, that motherfucker'd beaten them while they raped them, of course, and then they've been shot to death.top's reveals that both the girls have been sexually assaulted, bludgeoned, that motherfucker had beaten them while they raped them,

of course. And then they have been shot to death. One of the victims had a bullet wound behind the left ear, bullet grazing the skull, second and fatal bullet fired at close range into the back of her head. A bad tip, a call in from a woman who said she had seen Rhonda and keep me talking to a black man would prevent the police from having any idea the legos were responsible. Meanwhile in the days following the murders Gerald and Charlene dumped the victims possessions

and Gerald's gun that you know Charlene bought in the Sacramento River in the following weeks Charlene gets an abortion. She will claim later that Gerald forced her to get one. The two then spent some time along the Oregon coast with friends just parted it up like they just hadn't killed two teens. Even though they don't have to worry about the murders at this time, a few days later Gerald has a different problem to deal with. So, September 27th, 1978, his daughter, Krista,

tells Detective Sergeant Dan Young of the Butte County Sheriff's Office that her father had been molesting her since she was six years old, bringing forward charges of incest, satami, oral copulation, and unlawful intercourse. The rain calls up her son, pleads with him to get help. Should have begged him to put a fucking gun in his mouth and pull the trigger. I don't know if you know this, but that's the most effective treatment for pedophiles. Most effective pedophile therapy known to man is for them to fucking take themselves out.

100% success rate. When Gerald and Charlene passed by Lorraine's house on the way back from Oregon, Lorraine's husband Ed Davies didn't feel so compassionate towards Gerald. Grabbed a rifle from his tool shed when they pulled up, got out of the van and then he shouted, I'm going to blow your damned head off. Apparently, uh, Gerald, uh, knew he was serious and he and Charlene ran to the van and sped off. I like it. Uh, three days after Chris's confession, September 30th, 1978, Jair Bear and Charlene, of course, get married. Get Marin Reno. Knowing what he had done to those teens, Charlene had to know that Jair was also guilty

of fucking his own kid for years, and she still married him. She liked that makes me think that she was not just along for the ride. She liked it. She was fucking monster too. In attendance for Charlene's parents, of course, Chuck and Mercedes. They're coming across less and less of decent people as we march further down this timeline. At the very least, they seem real fucking stupid. Charlene convinced her parents that, you know, Jerry was innocent of the charges of molesting

his daughter. Convinced them to help out by getting Jerry a fake birth certificate, that of Stephen Robert Feele. The showman has some dirt on her dad. Why is he fucking helping to this degree? to help out by getting Jerry a fake birth certificate that of Stephen Robert Feele. The gentleman has some dirt on her dad. Why is he fucking helping to this degree? Anyone else starting to think that that he go along with whatever his daughter is female namesake wanted maybe because he had

molested her or something? Is that what made Jarlene, you know, be attracted to Gerald later? I mean, it doesn't say that, even a lute to that in sources, just something I've been wondering about between Papa Chuck and Lady Chuck. With the new name change, now Gerald doesn't have as much to fear when an arrest warrant

is issued for Gerald Galego in October 9th, 1978. He's not Jerry anymore. Jerry's gone. You know, and again, the charges include inset, sawdemy, oral copulation, all the shit he did to his daughter, bail said it $50,000. Knowing they need to probably stay low though, Gerald and Charlie in pack up a few of those things, head to Houston.

We're fucking Chuck gets Gerald another job. So cool, cool. Helping a man want to for raping his own daughter for years. Dude convicted of multiple felonies, get a new identity and get another job. Awesome. Like many of Gerald's jobs, it wouldn't last. It was a bartending job at whiskey junction, a popular Houston nightclub. Charlene stayed at home. One night at whiskey junction, shortly after taking nightclub, Charlene State at home, one night at

whiskey junction, shortly after taking the job, Gerald being Gerald, uh, be the shit out of a fellow bartender and then didn't come in for work the next day. Uh, the shit show couple now moved on to Reno. We're fucking Chuck gets Gerald another job driving a truck for meat plant. They rent a condo and nearby sparks. An April of 1979, Charlene gets a job working for a different meat company as a receptionist and sales rep. Daddy got her this as well, of course. A month in, Jerry loses.

When you know another job, no reason is listed in sources. Maybe they had a policy against Ty and Teens up and beaten and raping and killing them for something. Now unemployed again, Jerry's board, restless, starts looking for another victim. With extra time in his hands, he and Charlene develop another rape and murder plan. June 24th, Father's Day. Father's Day. Charlene and Gerald Cruz, the street to Reno in the van, arriving at the Washoe County

Fairgrounds. This time, Charlene's supposed to go around and pretend to look for people who do, who willing to distribute hand bills on car windshields for a few bucks. So she approaches two girls, Brenda Lynn Judd, 14 and Sandra Kay Kali, 13 fucking years old and Charlene feeds them some bullshit about the handbills job. Charlene the girls now go from car to car for a couple minutes, you know, working their way unbeknownst to the girls to Gerald's van. Now how to Charlene look?

Right? If she had any doubts about the first double homicide she doesn't know she knows exactly what these girls are in store for. When the girls making the van Gerald sneaks up behind them arm with a 44 caliber pistol pistol now again he tells them to keep quiet tells them to get in the van as the girls climb into the back of the van they see a mattress on the empty back floor and Jerry tells them to lie down on the mattress and then he binds our hands and feet with the girls in the van after driving away from the fairgrounds, Jerry makes a stop at a store to buy a shovel and a hammer. Terrifying.

Now they're off again, back on I-80. Now this time, taking his thrill seeking further and set a waiting for a quiet place in the wilderness while Charlene drives, Jerry climbs into the back and begins to rape the bound girls. They finally stop somewhere in the Nevada desert. Gerald disappears with one girl, then comes back alone, how absolutely horrifying for the second girl. Turns for the other girl, takes her out of the desert

along with the hammer and shovel. Make sure that she knows exactly what's gonna happen to apparently, fucking hammer. This whole time, Charlene, just chilling, round the van, just playing a lookout. She could have driven to the police, could? Could have for sure sent into prison. She could have at least saved one of the girls. When Jerry took the first one out, she could have fucking drove away the second.

You know, and you had him arrested sent away for life for multiple killings, saved this girl instead. She she stood by her man. Song just popped back into my head. It's too dark for me currently to want a parody. But it won't stop playing in my head. Meanwhile, friend who would come to meet Sandra and Brenda by the entrance at the Washill County Fair is now confused. That evening finally reports the two is missing to the Reno police department.

The police suspect the two girls had simply ran away even though neither of them had a history run in a way. Despite thinking that the police did make a search effort searching the city, interviewing fairground employees, tracking down any leads they could find. One took them all the way to Salt Lake City. a weird room where it circulated the two girls had run away to join a carnival. They made it out that way. Apparently, two Reno girls had actually done that recently, not just, uh, just not Brenda and Sandra.

That reads it so sad to me. How about as your home life for joining a fucking traveling carnival? It sound like a better option. Charlene and Gerald meanwhile get to cover their tracks. Charlene thoroughly cleans the van inside and out, right? Stand by your man. Help him wash the blood out and make sure he can kill again. July 2nd, 1979, Joe gets a job posing as Stephen Feele now for a soft drink bottling

company as a driver. So, I don't say the Chuck got in this job, but probably surprising, I know, but Gerald won't keep this job very long. Gerald and Charlie both quit their jobs in early September of 1979, returned to Sacramento. The heat on Jare Bear had died down a bit. Some of Charlie's old acquaintances are not thrilled to see her back. According to them later, she had changed. I bet help at 14s get raped and murdered.

Probably going to do that to you. They said she had, you know, she would now lose her temper often and use abusive language. The warrant for Jerry that actually came out of Chico for the crimes against Christo was still out. And so Gerald continues to use his new identity. He and Charlie moving into an apartment, posing in Mr. and Mrs. Stephen feel on Wood Hall away early October 1979. And for the next three months, Gerald will, will again work as a truck driver. Incredible. He's able to

stay employed in one place for that long. Jarrett bear also amasses a new collection of weapons. He can buy weapons under his new identity now, include a 357 magnum cult Python 38 revolver AR 15 rifle another 25 caliber handgun also applies for a you know, he was able to do this because he was able to apply for a driver's license as Stephen Robert file and and got it The alias chucked helping with was a good one. I had a flock to chuck know how to get that done how to get a good fake Bursarific maybe Jerry knew and chucked his paid for a few days before Christmas 1979 Gerald as Stephen, gets a job as a bartender again

as the at the Bob Les club on Del Paso Boulevard. It would later be revealed that it was a it was common knowledge among club employees that Jerry was regularly seen other women including a woman named Patty, whom he got pregnant during his time working there. And I don't and I will say I don't fucking believe that. Jare Bear, no fucking way he would cheat on Charlene. He's a lot of things with disloyal. I can't believe his co-workers would tarnish his name like that. March 28th, 1980 Charlene buys a second 25 caliber automatic pistol at a Sacramento Sporty Good Store in Ardenway.

And why is she buying a gun now, right? Don't they have enough? Does she want to pull the trigger? Or is she worried that she might need it for Gerald in case he turns on her? Who knows? Four weeks later, April 24th, 9th and 8th of the Galagos, get up early, have breakfast, set out to commit

another double murder. Gerald always wanting two girls. Before they leave, Jerry takes a white macromé rope from the closet by the front door, stuffed it into his pocket along with his 357 magnum revolver. He and Charlene then drive for a while in the van before ending up at Sunrise Mall, located in Citrus Heights, a growing suburban city, just outside of Sacramento. Sunrise Mall was the time the largest indoor mall in Sacramento County.

Thought it was the perfect place to find a couple new victims using the old marijuana ruse. As soon as came upon Karen Shipman, Karen Shipman twigs, excuse me, and Stacy and red cap. Both 17. The girls had recently gotten jobs at fast food restaurants, decided to spend their paychecks at the mall and hang out. Once again, Charlene Asim, if they wanted to go smoke out, they agree, they follow her to the van where Jerry is waiting with the gun, same old shit, he orders them to keep quiet, get in the fucking fucking van doesn't time up this time. Like with the last two victims, Charlene cruises down I 80 as Gerald climbs into the back and rapes him both after ordering them to strip this time. The Charlie to enjoy what she was seen in the rearview mirror. I wonder that. The van will reach Reno by nightfall once they're Charlene pulls the van off the interstate so they can stop at a supermarket.

Now there Jerry binds the girls hands with Mac from a rope and then goes to buy some cigarettes and can you guess what else? Yes. Fucking new hammer. Jesus Christ. They hit the road again, Charlene drive in and Gerald raping until they reach Limerick Canyon near Lovelock, Nevada about 90 miles northeast of Reno. Now once again, they find a this included area to park the van, Gerald first

leads one girl into the darkness, then returns alone coming back from the other. I'm sure he got off on the fear this separation created the tension it built, the apprehension. Let it don't feel jaded by all the previous true crime topics today, right? It still feels shocked by the depravity of this shit. So still wishing nothing but pain and misery on these fucks. It's Charlene and Jarlene afterwards Jarlene Charlene cleans out the van again on the way back to Sacramento. Jarl throws the hammer out the window. Meanwhile, Carol Twigs, Karen's mother is getting nervous. She was supposed to meet with

her daughter that afternoon at the sunrise mall. Karen was a no show. Carol searches for the girls but finds nothing that night, April 24. she goes to the Sacramento Police Department and reports Karen is stacey is missing. Once again, there's a theory that both the girls are runaways. Stacey did have a history of running away. Karen had never done that. Though police thought that maybe Stacey had managed to convince Karen to come with her this time.

Uh, police did circulate photos of the girls throughout the country, but nothing turns up for months. Now Charlene starts to suspect that she's pregnant again. Why the fuck is she not on birth control? You know what? I wanna answer my own question. She is not making logical decisions about anything. Why would she make any good choice?

Saturday, May 31st, 1980, the Galegos, and a couple of friends make plans to go rafting down the American river. When they get rained out, they wind up at Gerald and Charlene's department for a drinking party instead. Their Gerald announces to the room that he wants to marry Charlene. And the group has no idea they're already married.

What is happening? The four then head to Reno and arrive at the Washoe County Courthouse just after midnight. They're just after the again midnight on June 1st, 1980 at the heart of Reno wedding chapel. Charlene and Gerald get married again. They're still married. Gerald wore a black three-piece suit. Charlene wore a green silk gown white shawl. Mary Charlene for the second time. Now a Steven file. Wouldn't she kind of be guilty of plugging me now? Charlene, six weeks pregnant,

along with Gerald, has some friends over to celebrate their extra marriage. They have steak, drinks, and snort some Coke. There's no reason to let a pregnancy slow down the Coke party. There is. There's a lot of reasons. The group also plans a trip to the Oregon coast, but no one else can make it. So, you know, Charlene and Gerber decided to go it alone. Maybe kill a person or two while they're at it. June 7th, 1980, Chuck and lady Chuck and Jerry reached Gold Beach, Oregon. There they spot Linda Aguilar, 21 year old woman with long flowing hair, walking by the side of the road. They noticed that she's pregnant about four months long with her second child. She had picked up some items from a local store, it was on her way home.

She wasn't really a Jerry's type. It was two teen girls he preferred, but I guess you know, he saw that she was alone. He was horny and just kind of figured, ah, fuck it. Why not just rape and killer? He didn't have anything else, you know, penciled that she was alone. He was horny and just kind of figured, I fuck it. Why not just raping killer? He didn't have anything else. You know, penciled in on his calendar at that time. I'm sure he didn't think those exact thoughts, but he was that casual and cold blooded about killing people.

These girls, women were not autonomous beings to him. They were just play things to do with whatever he wished. Their lives meant no more to him than the life of a house fly means the most of us. Shortly after driving across the Rogue River Bridge, Charlene takes the wheel. Jerry reaches over for his 357, little ways down the road. Charlene pulls over while Gerald rapes Linda after the abductor, of course, then they drive

for a while longer before reaching a sandy isolated strip where Jerry forces Linda out of the van, leads her to a rock formation out of view of the road and then, you know, beats her with a rock and strangles her, but doesn't kill her, not completely, not through those acts. No, he takes a shovel out of the van and he literally buries her life Sand found in her lungs would later reveal the this last horrific detail to authorities Just like so many of our past true crime You know time suck topics Rodney Alcala Richard Ramirez Robert Bridella John Wayne Gacy Ted Bundy, etc.

Etc. I mean this guy is full fucking evil and maybe Charlene is too He'd say it's a trial that she took part in all these killings Bundy, et cetera, et cetera. I mean, this guy is full fucking evil. And maybe Charlene is too. He'd say it's a trial that she took part in all these killings. You know, it would become a classic, he said she said. Charlene and Gerald would be long gone by the time police found Linda's body. They tossed Linda's belongings out of the van on the way home. June 22, 1980.

Some German tourists discover Linda's remains. The police immediately suspect her live-in boyfriend, Rick, who was known to abuse her and did not seem all that troubled by her disappearance. So, you know, that's fucking great. Linda lived with one piece of shit dude and then was killed by another. Rick was in California when Linda's remains were found. He returned a bit later, cooperated with Curry County Sheriff's Department. On Forty for him, police had started putting together a case against him. They They found blood stains in the bedroom of their trailer and Rick failed a lie detector test and was charged with Linda's murder. Luckily, kind of this guy sounded like a f**king dirt bag. Another witness would then come forward and say that Linda had been seen or that, you know,

she was, she was driving along. Past Gold Beach saw Linda was about to pick her up when she got into this other van. And I'm sorry, I said she was a he, this other guy, this witness was a male saw Linda along the road when he was driving, you know, through Gold Beach and saw Linda, you know, getting into the other van before he could pick her up. Under hypnosis, this witness would say that the driver was a muscular man and that there was a smaller woman beside him. But when police looked into the van, which the man had erroneously described as yellow instead of off white

to search turned up nothing. Month later, June, or excuse me, July 17th, 1980, another woman disappears. Again, just one. And again, not a teen. It seems as if Gerald's fantasy has possibly shifted a bit. 34-year-old Virginia Mokal goes missing. It was just after two in the morning.

Virginia was locking up for the night. She was a mother of two, a bartender who disappeared after closing the sale in tavern, where she worked in West Sacramento. On July 23rd, detectives interviewed two customers who were at the tavern that night. The customers' names were Stephen Robert Files and a woman who said she was his girlfriend, Charlene Galego. So that's fun, right? They can be, sometimes Charlene can be, you know, his girlfriend sometimes she can be Charlene file, his wife, lots of role playing

for these two. They've been driving a van that night said that they'd spent a few hours fishing in the Sacramento River, hoping to catch something worthwhile. In between long ways, they drank themselves silly. Then they abandoned their fishing trip and came to the sail in. Both said they knew nothing about her disappearance so the police didn't list them as suspects. Of course, in reality, they had abducted her, taking her at gunpoint that night as she closed up. As they drove away, Virginia, according to Charlene's later testimony, tried to talk about her kids, anything to get her captors to see that she was a human being, someone with a family

who loved her. She had hoped they would take pity on her, but they didn't. And said they'd parked their car by her, by her, uh, their apartment on Woodhull away. Charlene went inside while Gerald drunk after hours in the bar, raped for Jean in the van, then strangled her with his bare hands. The couple then drove to an area near a levee road outside Clarksburg, a little census designated place just south Sacramento. Gerald disposed of the body, now naked and sources say mangled for reasons

never made clear. And then they head back home, probably slept like babies. July 27th, 1980, more than three months after Nevada teenagers, Karen Twigs and Stacey Redcap, that disappeared. A group on a picnic discovers their coyote ravage remains in two shallow graves outside of Lovelock. They've been raped, suffered massive and fatal head injuries. Fucking hammer. One girl's hands were tied behind her back. The other's hands missing entirely. The bodies were identified in autopsy, but there were no solid clues leading investigators to their killers because of the state of their remains. August, early August, 23 months into their rape and murder spree, the couple sells their

rape and death van to another couple in Orangevale, an outer suburb of Sacramento. Inside the van, the new owners immediately find a blood soaked sheet and a bloody mattress. Wow. How fucking sloppy. I mean, are Gerald and Charlotte just fucked up all the time? Just drunk all the time. Now what's going on? The new owners of the murder van immediately turn over this evidence to authorities. Also that August, Gerald loses his cool with Charlotte in the presence of her mom, Mercedes, after a long argument, Jerry grabs Charlotte by the throat and Mercedes does not take that lightly. She springs into action, grabs a nearby pistol,

pistol whips Jerry repeatedly on the side of the head, did not see that coming. Going to the story of the first time. I had a very different mental image of Mercedes than I do after finding that out. Instead of getting the fuck out of there, Charlene starts to tend to Gerald's wounds now. Later, I bet Mercedes would feel pretty damn lucky that Jerry didn't really snap and show the monster he had hid from her. If she wasn't Chuck's mom, you

know, I'm guessing he would have killed her. September of 1980, Charlene leaves Gerald. Lady Chuck packs up her belongings and moves in with her parents. Gerald decides to leave California for a while as does his pregnant girlfriend, Patty, still hanging around her. The lady he was, you know, having sex on the side when he worked at the bar, they had to Oregon, but surprise, surprise, don't have a great time. And Jerry sends Patty packing center back after just a few days because he's a fucking maniac. I watched her episode of Born to Kill, a British true crime docu series called Gerald and Charlene Galego, the love slave killers. And an anonymous childhood acquaintance of Gerald said he was always terrible. As a kid, as a teen, always scary, mean, choral, some you name it.

Based on who his dad was, I mean, what's he just born fucked up? Like, you know, some people are born without sight, born without arms, et cetera. What's he born missing connections in his brain that keep, keep most of us from just doing all the sadistic horrible shit he did? Did he not have the ability to form a maintained stable relationship? Some kind of genetic level. Incredibly poor impulse control, no empathy, inability to perceive social interactions and the attentions of others in a normal way, a violent temper, et cetera, et cetera.

October 3rd, 1980, Virginia's body is found near Clarksburg in South Eastern Yellow County. The woman Gerald and Charlene kidnapped as she was closing that bar, the sail in Tavern. Fisherman discovered her nude decomposed remains in some thick brush. Her hands were bound behind her back with fishing wire. On the advanced decomposition made it impossible

to tell her cause of death or whether or not she'd been sexually assaulted. Gerald returns to Sacramento in the fall of 1980 and on October 7th, rents an apartment on Bluebird Lane. I wonder if he killed anyone authorities never found out about during his time away from Charlene. Didn't take long for him and Lady Chuck to meet up again. And this makes me think that Charlene enjoyed the killings or at least wasn't really bothered by them more than any other detail. I mean, she got away. She could have stayed away.

She could have easily turned them in again, but didn't. She could have stayed away. She could have easily turned them in. Again, but didn't. She took him back. Also carrying his child around five months pregnant. Why didn't he force her to get rid of this second child if he supposedly forced her to get rid of the first one? A lot of Charlene's story doesn't add up for me. That might stop you know, some women from helping their baby daddy do more raping and killing, you know, being that pregnant,

but not not Charlene, not Lady Chuck. Stand by, oh man. Oh, no one took that Tammy Y. Ned classic more serious than Charlene Galega Holy shit. Charlene, also my mom's name, by the way, that has been messed with me a bit this episode. I would like to think that she has never helped anyone do any murdering, but I was just a baby when the shit went down.

I have no real idea what she was capable of around that time You know and she was married to my dad at this time You know she was married to my dad actually during the entirety of this murder spree we've gone over today and you know It's almost a hundred percent certainty that my dad's a killer. We know that now I mean too many people as I've illustrated have died when his whereabouts cannot be accounted for too many people as I've illustrated have died when his whereabouts cannot be accounted for. Did Gerald and Charlene Galego get blamed for horrific crimes? Actually committed by my fucking parents? Did they catch the wrong Charlene?

What the fuck, Chuck? No, mom, no! Bad mom! Bad mother! I'm back now. I showed you after midnight, November 2nd, 1980. Craig Miller, Mary Beth Sowers, and just left a Sigma Phi Epsilon fraternity function at the Arden Fair Mall in Sacramento.

Still there today, in 1689, Arden Way. This is a big boy, a big girl mall. Opening in 1957, it has over 150 shops and restaurants today. That Saturday, Arden Fair was the place to be. The Carousel restaurant, located at the East End of the shopping center have been transformed for the night into a Founders Day dinner and dance celebration. And Craig Miller and Mary Beth Sowers had had a good time. To their friends, they seemed like the all American ideal couple,

Craig was 22, Mary Beth 21. The two were engaged to be married on New Year's Eve 1981. Mary Beth had been a runner up in the Miss Shasta County Beauty Contest. Now she was a finance major who worked during the week at Arco Financial Services and worked more on the weekends, JC Penney, hardworking, smart, studious, good person, beautiful. It seemed to have it all during the winners. Also worked as a ski instructor at Boreal Ridge, ski area, East Sacramento, probably butchering how to say the name of that ski area. No shortage

grind in Mary Beth. So hail, Memoron. Got to say the name of that ski area. No shortage of grind and merry best, so hail Nimrod. Gotta respect that ethic. Craig also hard work and do an accounting executive at Miller advertising. And it been the vice president of the campus chapter of Sigma Epsilon, even their 1979 man of the year, and he worked weekends at a paint store in Carmichael. The two probably think about their many responsibilities decided to head home early just after midnight. A couple minutes after the left, another fraternity brother walked onto the street, noticed something weird. Notice the Craig and Mary Beth were sitting in the

back of an old mobile cutlass, not in Mary Beth's red Honda. And there were two strangers in the front seat, a woman driving in a man beside her. The fraternity brother approached asked the two people in the front seat, what was going on? But then the car sped off quickly before anyone answered him. Dude was lucky. He didn't get shot in the face right there. The two people in the front seat what was going on but then the car sped off quickly before anyone answered him. Dude was lucky he didn't get shot in the face right there. The two people in the front set a front seat of course were Charlene and jailed Glego and that would be the last time that anyone would see Craig or Mary Beth alive. Other than the Glegoes. Charlene pulled on the US 50, he headed east. Traffic was light. It was the middle of the night. Jail demanded that Craig hand over his wallet.

Craig threw Mary Beth's Carkeys out of the window to try and help alert authorities to their abduction. That sadly would not help them at all. Soon Charlene pulled off the highway at Bass Lake Road, exit at the Bass Lake Road exit, driving until Gerald directed her to stop in the middle of a gravel road with no one else in sight. Gerald ordered Craig to start walking.

He did as he was told, or at least started to, didn't take more than two steps before Gerald's shotting point blank in the back of the head Gerald then stood over his body fired more shots He Charlene and an absolutely terrified and hysterical Mary Beth now drove back to the Glego's apartment leaving Craig's body Right just on the road Side of the road in the back seat along the way Gerald raped a grieving Mary Beth while Charlene drove. Once they reached the apartment, Jerry took Mary Beth into the bedroom where he will rape and beat her for several hours. Then in the middle of the night, he forces her

back into the car and he married Beth and Charlene, hoping not my mom Charlene, but I don't fucking over sure, began the long drive towards Reno, Gerald holding a 25 caliber in his hand the whole way. They get off the interstate near Sierra College in Placer County, my mom or some other Charlene, then drive to the end of an isolated road where Jerry takes Mary Beth into a pasture. I for possibly raping her again, he shoots her three times, leaves her body, and then a loan returns to the car, a couple of them drives back to their apartment just to do some cleaning up. No big whoops. Gerald would throw the couples belongings into the Sacramento River as well. That morning Craig fails to show up for his 10 a.m. shift. Of course,

at the paint store and Carmichael, this was not like him at all. He was a very reliable dependable employee. Worried his mom now calls the police. When the couple doesn't come back to get Craig's or sorry to get Mary Besthonda that afternoon, the friend who'd seen them get into the mysterious car reports of missing. He thought to write down the license plate afternoon, the friend who'd seen them get into the mysterious car reports of missing. He thought to write down the license plate. So the police tracked down the old Mobile Cutlass and discovered that it was registered to Charles Williams fucking Chuck. Detectives retailer Larry Barchett now drive to the home of Charles and Mercedes

on Borendo Drive in Arden Park. Chuck and Mercedes say that the car belonged to their daughter Charlene. So probably not my mom, so that's good. And then she had left, and that she had left home at about six-thirty evening on Saturday, November 1st, to go to a movie with her boyfriend, a man named Stephen Robert Feele. And I don't know how to say his last name because it's part of it. It's a made-up name. Weird that they just said he was their boyfriend, right? They were married twice actually. To the detective surprise, as they talked to Charles and Mercedes,

Charlene drove up in the car in question. So so much for that movie. Charlene, not who the detectives were expecting to see. 24, blonde, petite, seven months pregnant. Not the type of person they thought who'd been involved in a disappearance. She also claimed that she had been driving her boyfriend's red triumph today before, not the cutless.

Charlene denied knowing anything about Craig or Mary Beth, allowed the detectives to search her car. There was no evidence of anything that had happened in the Old McGill. While they searched, Charlene complained of pregnancy sickness and hangover. Man, different time. People clearly not worried as much about fetal alcohol syndrome back then. Sorry detectives, oh, I am hung over as shit. I was hoping that my baby could take at least a few of the shots from me last night, but those old fuckers useless when it comes to partying. I'm going to head to the bathroom right now. I think we're both going to be puking. Without much to go on, the detectives told Charlene that they would

come back and photograph her later that day. Back at the police station, investigators were going to check on the license number of the triumph that Charlene had mentioned. It pops up as belonging to Stephen Robert Files. Detectives now go over to Stephen Files apartment, but he's not there. They leave a note for him to call as soon as he returns. Then around 430, they go back to Charles and Mercedes House, hoping to photograph their daughter. But the parents now say that, you know, Charlene is not home. When question about Stephen Files, Charles Williams admits that Charlene was actually married to him and that he was the father of her baby. Why hide that from detectives earlier? Before detectives could ask that very question, their interview was interrupted by a horrific discovery. They're alerted to a message on the police radio says

that a body's been found near Bass Lake. That same afternoon, Craig's body had been discovered alongside a gravel road 20 miles from Placerville near Bass Lake in El Dorado County, California. All right, he'd been as we know now, uh, shot multiple times at point blank range three times actually, uh, autopsy. We confirmed that he'd been shot once above the right ear, once in the back of the neck, once in the right cheekbone. Mary Beth still missing. Meanwhile, Charlene and Gerald are kind of nervous about getting caught, but not real

nervous yet. They've decided that as long as the detectives don't find Craig or Mary Best bodies, they'll be fine. And they don't know that Craig's body has been found now. So they go to move that body. They retrace their steps along US 50 in Bass Lake Road. And then when they get to the spot where they had killed or where he had killed, you know, Craig Miller, only a few hours earlier, nobody.

So they now come to the obvious conclusion that Craig is probably come back to life as a zombie, maybe a vampire, but probably zombie. They rush to some local stores and a church to get supplies. I'm a shetty and an axe case, they're dealing with a zombie, wooden stakes, garlic, holy water, in case, just in case of a vampire. And then Charlene starts to argue with Cheryl. She thinks there's a small chance that Craig could actually be a werewolf which sets off you know It's a fucking huge fight Gerald thinks she's being crazy. He tells her they don't have time to fuck around

We got to be serious Charlene. We got a head home board our door closed Also nail boards across the windows prepare for an inevitable fight with the undead stop with your stupid werewolf bullshit Anyway, that never happened you You know that. I wish that story. This story took a weird turn that weird for some comic relief. No, Gerald and Charlene both noticed signs that the ground around them look different now. Footprints, tire tracks, cigarette butts. They conclude that the cops had probably already gotten there and taken Craig's body. And so they decided to get the fuck out of Dodge. Later the same day, November 3rd, 1980, Charles and Mercedes Chuck and pistol whip admit to detectives that the man their Doddie daughter is married to is not Steven file. It is actually 34 year old Gerald Galego

currently wanted on incess charges when they decided to tell authorities or why they decided to tell authorities this now, not before is not made clear. Investigators learned of the charges Gerald faces in but County and his extensive criminal history. They also know that in neighboring Yolo County, authorities are investigating Stephen Files in the connection to a kidnapping murder of Virginia Mokal, a local bartender. Meanwhile, loyal to their daughter to the bitter fucking end, Chuck and pistol whip, help Charlene and Gerald sneak out of town. Fuck is wrong with them? On the evening of November 3rd, the Williams is meet Charlene and Gerald in a parking lot in Fairrokes, a suburb of Sacramento.

Charlene tells her parents that the cops are trying to pin the murder on Jerry because of all the previous bullshit charges. And the Williams is give them some money and clothes and the Galegos are off. They drive the old mobile East down Highway 50 towards the Sierra's and re-know the Glego's dump the car in the Circus Circus Casino Hotel parking lot. Charlie and phones are parents, tells them where to find it. There, they take a Greyhound bus to Salt Lake City, Utah.

Once in Salt Lake, Charlie and again calls her parents for money. Lies and says she needs it to come home now. I'll come home now. They wire her $500 to a Western Union office in Salt Lake City, then Charlie and Gerald, of course, you know, use the money to stay on the run. From Utah, they take a bus to Denver

before taking another one to Omaha, Nebraska. November 5th, El Dorado County files charges of kidnapping against Gerald and Charlene and Galego for the witness kidnapping of Craig Miller and Mary Beth Sowers. And then the next day, a federal fugitive warrant of unlawful flight to avoid prosecution is issued against the Galegos allowing the FBI to now join in on a nationwide search. November 17, 1980 11 days after the FBI jumps in. Charlene and Jerry, Silenoma, staying at the hill town in under the names of Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Galloway.

Once again, their need of funds. Charlene calls home again, has her parents wire 500 more dollars to Western Union. Now her parents know that if there's any chance of Charlene getting out of this alive, they have to help with her arrest. So they have notified the FBI office that they're going to wire money to Omaha. Unbeknownst to the WIMS is they are already under around the clock surveillance by the FBI. This has been going on since her daughter fled the state. On the morning of November 17th, the Galegos go out for breakfast, head over to the Western Union office in downtown Omaha. They have no idea that FBI agents are stationed in and around the office waiting for any sign of them. At 11.30 a.m. they show up, seen walking from the parking lot to the office, seemingly without a care in the world. Then suddenly before reaching the door, Gerald

breaks away from his wife, walks down the street, at KG Career Criminal, maybe since it's a trap. FBI agents now trail him in a car. Charlene waits until he's turned the corner before entering the Western Union office. She calmly steps up to the counter, identifies herself as Charlene Gallego, asked if any money is coming for her. At this point, FBI agent Harlan Phillips walks up to her and says, Charlene, and my mom responds, they fucking caught her. They have caught my fucking mom no more enabling my dad.

Or they've caught Charlene Galegos, no more enabling Jareber and assisting Jareber and maybe getting off on it. Numbers FBI agents now reveal themselves and inform her that she is under arrest for unlawful flight to avoid prosecution on a murder charge. Charlene does not resist as the handcuffer. It's all over. Meanwhile, a couple of carful, excuse me, FBI agents has pulled up alongside Gerald.

Three agents spring from the car and ordered Gerald to put his hands up. Too bad he does not try and pull the gun on them. It would have been great for him to get shot dead right now. Ideally, one shot to the dick, two to the balls. Tear that chicken skin, duffle bag to shreds, but he raises his arms and is taken into custody. The murder spree of the Galegos is over. Bayless set for $100,000 for each of them,

and they're held to the Douglas County Correctional Center in Omaha for the moment. Charles and Mercedes retained an attorney for both their daughter and their son-in-law. Of course they do. Did Charles ever got do anything to his daughter? Like, right? I'm thinking about that again.

Or was he just an idiot or just blinded by unconditional love for his dipshit daughter? Mary Beth Sowers still missing her family claims to hope that she will be found alive, law enforcement, not so optimistic. Just five days later, Saturday, November 22nd, the hope for Mary Beth has dashed just before three in the afternoon, two men target shooting in a field near Placer County or excuse me, in Placer County, discovered the badly decomposed body of a young woman lying in the shallow trench. She was wearing a purplish blue silk evening gown, one that matched the description of

Mary Beth's hours the last night she was seen alive. The two young men immediately drove to the home of Placer County, Sheriff Donald Nunez and report the discovery. The next day, November 23rd, an autopsy confirms it is Mary Beth Sowers. Autopsie also reveals that Mary Beth's hands have been bound behind her back and she's been shot three times in the head, just like her fiancee Craig Miller. Mary Beth will be buried alongside Craig. Gerald and Charlene are held in custody on charges of the kidnapping and murder of both

Craig Miller and Mary Beth Sus hours both will plead not guilty uh... they're transferred back to california for the next year and a half prosecutors will work to get a plea deal from my mom or this other charlene to help convict jerald all this process drags out through uh... you know uh... waiting on trial dates various legal proceedings charlene uh... gives birth behind bars january eighteen nineteen one

to a baby boy named Gerald Armand, Galego, Jr. Fuck you out, bro. Oh, what a great name choice. What baby wouldn't want the same name as the rapy murderous father and almost the exact same name as their very murderous grandfather. Right. Give him good incentive to become the third murderous Gerald Galego in a row. Hat trick. Uh, custody of the child was given to Charlene's parents, Chuck and pistol whip. I hope he turned out okay, but I fucking doubt it, but I hope so. Finally in July of 1982, after that year and a half negotiations and the hopes of getting

the sweetheart plea deal Charlene stuns law enforcement and prosecutors by dropping a bombshell. There are not just two murders. There are 10. Until this confession, the legos were only being prosecuted for the murders of Craig and Mary Beth. But now Charlene tells law enforcement that 10 murders were all part of a sex slave fantasy that Gerald had. Started with the murders of Kippie Vacht and Rhonda Sheffler, which police still thought was connected

to the random black man that a faulty tip had named as a suspect. In addition to Kippie and Rhonda and Craig and Mary Beth, Charlene says there are six other murders in three states, but Charlene will not give any details about them, you know, like telling them where the bodies are or naming all the victims until she gets something in return. Prosecutors now have a tough call to make. Without Charlene's help, it would be almost impossible to coordinate

with law enforcement in three different states and get evidence and try Charlene and jail for all the murders. There was also the problem of the very recent ruling on the Shirley decision by the California Supreme Court, which in effect banned hypnotic questioning as a law enforcement technique. That went into effect just a few months prior, and this meant that the frat brothers eyewitness testimony, including writing down the license plate number of the Oldenbeal was now inadmissible, because he had remembered many of the details while under hypnosis. Their best bet to make at least one of this, you know, killer duo really have to pay the

price for what they've done and to give as many families closure as possible is to make a deal with Charlene. August 3rd, 1982. Michael, motherfucking McDonald releases if that's what it takes. Check out this old title track. I'll never stop McDonald's in you. Not ever. November 10th, 1982, for several months of negotiations, Charlene Pleads guilty to two counts of first

degree murder in the deaths of Craig Miller and Mary Beth Sowers. On exchange for testimony against her husband, she is giving a guaranteed sentence of 16 years, eight months, the exact minimum time that must be served in California for first degree murder at that time. Since Charlene was credited for two years already served, she could be out in just under 15 years. In Nevada, under a similar agreement, she pled guilty to the second degree murders of Stacey Redcap, Karen Twiggs. Her sentence also for 16 years, eight months with credit for time served.

These sentences would run concurrently or simultaneously. When she's done with one state sentence, she'll be done with both. Oregon not wanting to spend more money to not put anyone behind bars longer than the tandem of California and Nevada will decline to file charges for Gerald or Charlene for the murder of Linda Aguilar, that 21-year-old mother, four months pregnant with her second child. In exchange for all this, Charlene gives the full story of her murderous spree with Gerald Glego, but does she really? Even though she had an excellent memory and gave a lot of details, there simply wasn't that much evidence due the time, the seasons, the different police procedures regarding collecting evidence, and did really you know speak to her involvement all this

That's what obviously I've been questioning The most damning evidence against jailed outside of charlie's testimony will be bullets that killed Craig Miller because they will match bullets investigators End up taking from the ceiling of the Bobbless Club Gerald had fired some shots into the ceiling while working there as bartender d'Ernie quote macho demonstration Sounds like chair bear. The woman he had been demonstrating for later remembered that and called police with that info. What a fucking cool guy.

Cool. A fibers found on Kippie and Ron is clothing also proved to be a match with the fibers taken from the glucose van. Also uncovered a plant matter. The length the area where Kippie and Ron were murdered to the area where they were discovered proving Charlene's story of how they were killed to be accurate. And of course, you know, again, Charlene's testimony. Gerald's trial was set to be held in Martinez and Contra Costa County 30 miles from San Francisco, not in Sacramento, because of too much local publicity there. Gerald's trial for

the murders of Craig Miller, Mary Beth Sowers began November of 1982, Judge Norman Spielberg presided, a jury of seven women and five men would decide Gerald's fate. Gerald obviously represent himself in court because, as you already know, he is a fucking genius. The thrust of his defense was trying to block Charlene's testimony, citing spousal privilege and it will work. And the case will be quickly dismissed. No one else had thought of that.

No one. There was no fucking way to get around this defense because not only were they married, they were double married. And that meant the prosecution would have to win twice against him, but you can't try the same man twice for the same crime. So winning twice is an impossibility game set match.

No one outwits Jarebert. No one. Jarebert worked all this out on a blackboard in the cell fucking Bravo Jare bear Bravo not only was he freed but he was admitted to the bar all of them and allowed to practice law anywhere in the world which he did making $1.00 an hour for the rest of his life. No, of course not. Actually, this almost did work for him though.

It would have worked sadly had the prosecution not known that Jerry had really fucked up in the marriage department. Spousal testimonial privilege does generally preclude one spouse from testifying against the other spouse in criminal or related proceedings, and either spouse can invoke this privilege to prevent their testimony. The purpose of the privilege is to provide assurance that all private statements between spouses will be free from public exposure. But in order to invoke a spousal communications privilege, the party must establish that a, at the time of the communication, the spouses were in a valid marriage, b, the communications were intended to convey information between spouses, and neither spouse had disclosed

the communication to a third party, and c, the communications were intended to be confidential. The strategy should have been a home run for Gerald, but in that idiot's haste to marry one woman after another, he had never bothered to legally divorce wife number two. So all subsequent marriages, including his weird fucking two marriages to Charlene were invalid. And also Gerald had confessed in criminating details to more people than just Charlene. This during separate monitored jailhouse conversations with both his mother-in-law and a former girlfriend, he said, I had no idea. I would do something like this. Or excuse me, I had no idea I do something like this. I'm gonna try and prove I was strictly out of my mind in court.

He'd say to Mercedes Williams to just her, why the fuck is Pistol Weep still talking to this piece of shit, what is boiling down to mom is my defense will be a diminished capacity. I was on LSD because I was under the influence. Hopefully someone would give me a second degree murder sense, which would be about 15 years. I take 15 years and a second to an ex-girlfriend and why she visiting him. He says the only thing they can prove for a fact is that it was my gun that did it and they were in my car that night and that we ran. That's quite a bit.

Despite having additional witnesses hearing Gerald and criminate himself and despite being able to use Charlene's testimony because Gerald was not protected from spousal privilege, prosecution is still nervous about their case. The prosecution still has the challenge of making Charlene, a woman who had participated in almost a dozen murders out to be a credible witness.

And that would not be a walk in the park. To make her seem more credible, they told the jury that Gerald had dominated his wife's life from the time they met in 1977. They played her, played up her small stature and said that Gerald played his other girlfriends off of her, trying to make her so jealous that she would do anything for him. How sad that that was a good strategy. How ridiculously sexist. She isn't a monster. She isn't responsible. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury. How could she be?

She is just a tiny, helpless, insecure little woman. How could a woman ever be responsible for crimes when a man is bossing her around? I mean, if a dog had followed Gerald around to the murders, would you prosecute the dog too? Would you take the dog's testimony less seriously? Right? It doesn't know what's going on. Kind of like a woman. She was jealous and in her tiny confused scared little woman P-brain. She came to the silly conclusion that she had to do whatever he wanted. I mean, some of you know that's ridiculous. That's because you're man and you have man brains. But in that little baby doll tea party, he had her, she no think too good.

She gets scared, she gets sad. She think, me have to go along with man wish. I imagine that character fucking high-fiving a bunch of laughing jurors after that speech who are all nodding along with the good. He's right. He's right. For paying Shirley as weak and illogical

as if that should be a reason not to get in trouble for helping someone kill 10 people, as if that should be a reason not to get in trouble for helping someone killed ten people uh... as if that should be a reason to trust them in their testimony uh... my god the prosecution and described jails primary sexual fantasy which is to kidnap a young girl or girls take them somewhere private or he can then sexually assault them the state would rely on a lot more than charlie's testimony thankfully

uh... they would call thirty witnesses to the stand uh... most damaging damaging to Gerald's case was actually Mercedes Williams, fucking Pistol Whip. She talked about how she had helped them evade authorities for more than two weeks, also described the jailhouse conversations between her and Gerald, including a note Gerald tried to pass to her to give to Charlene, telling her to say nothing. So maybe Pistol Whip was pretending to be on his side just to help put him away. Okay, liking her a little bit more right now. Her testimony was so thorough and damning that when she was done, Gerald Gallego bit his

lip took a long pause and then muttered, Judge, I don't have any questions for this witness. Geraldine took a stand herself January 10th, 1983. We're in a white Lacey Victorian blouse black shirt. She looked a far cry from anyone who commit the kind of acts, right, that she would describe. She testified about the abuse she'd suffered at Gerald's hands, his sexual fantasies, the abortion she said he had forced her to get 1978. When asked about her own role, she would say, I was to act as a lure to strike up a conversation with a young girl. She had to be very young and pretty, to coax her outside, such as from a shopping center or mall

outside our vehicle. From that point on, she would belong to Jerry. He would have her captive to fulfill his fantasies. She said she only took part because she was blinded by love. She was trying to compete for his love and didn't see the truth. He intimidated her with violence and mental control, leaving her hard press to tell him no. She's not a bad person, everyone. She only helped lure nine women to the rapes and deaths, one only 13 years old, also helped get one dude killed because she was competing for his love. And when you compete for someone's love, you're not responsible for criminal actions. Now when you're at help with weak little lady, baby, Lucifin is disgusted

by Charlene. Charlene even burst into tears when she saw a picture of Mary Beth Sowers. Why don't you cry to as much when she was helping to drive her to her death after Gerald Rape dur for several hours in their apartment after killing her fiance? Gerald would begin the cross examination of his wife of his double wife, Tuesday, January 11, 1983. It was more than two years after the couple had been arrested in Omaha. Instead of the explosive confrontation, most present seem to expect the cross-examination proceeded professionally. Almost like the two people were strangers instead of former spouses.

Gerald got Charlene to admit that she had once confronted him with her 25 caliber pistol after he had threatened to leave her for another woman. She also admitted, I didn't sound like somebody scared of him, also admitted that she had been free to leave him at any point in their relationship. Also got her to admit the extent of her drug use over the course of their relationship, which was extensive. And on the second day, things did get a little heated. They argued a lot about whether they thought Craig had possibly come back as a wearable

for not. Uh, no, I wish. No, addressing her as Mrs. Gallego, Gerald Astor, if she had killed Craig Miller, no, I did not. She replied, did you kill Mary Beth's Sowers? No, I did as Mrs. Gallego, Gerald Astor of She Had Killed Craig Miller, No I Did Not She Replied. Did you kill Mary Beth Sowers? No I Did Not. Have you ever killed anybody? No I Did Not. This incident is very clear in your mind, isn't it? Very. Has it always been clear in your mind? Yes, and it always will be. Tears rolled down Charlene's cheeks now, she answered. Just answer the question, please, Gerald snapped. He continued this kind of fragmented battering questioning throughout the day.

Day three of cross examination was marked by hostilities, accusations, frustration, Gerald mocked Charlene as he asked her to recount how he killed Craig Miller. Jerry for heaven's sake, Charlene said at one point, Gerald yelled back, if you don't think I'm going to fight for my life, the judge broke in before things get, you know, more on a hand. Over the next days across examination, Gerald got Charlene to admit to having an affair with a female inmate at the Sacramento County Women's Attention Facility in your Elk Grove.

But the judge wouldn't let Gerald continue seeing as the affair occurred well after the crimes. The trial quickly began playing out less like a cross examination, more like a lover's quarrel. At one point, Gerald even asked Charlene if she had ever truly loved him. She said she hadn't loved him for years. She'd been afraid of him.

But then he showed the jury a Thanksgiving card that Charlotte had sent him in 1901, right after she had been unsuccessful in an attempt to bargain and deal for herself. And the card said, Happy Thanksgiving and may God be with you. Dear Jerry, I know it's been a long time, but with a being Thanksgiving time, I've been thinking of all I have to be thankful for, and everything that God has blessed me with, a beautiful son, a loving family, and four years of the most beautiful memories in my life. I love you. I always have and always will. I don't know if I'm supposed to and I know nobody likes it, but I want to write to you.

I miss you so very much. I love you with all of my heart. I'm tired of playing all these games and through the Lord. I have learned right and wrong, love and faith, and to count my blessings, all my love, your pumpkin, Charlene. Oh, how adorable. Oh, Jerry's pumpkin, talking about four years the most beautiful memories of her life.

Is she counting all the rapes and murders amongst those beautiful memories because they would fit that timeline? If she is, how fucking terrible were the other years of her life? Like was she continually being satamized by literal demons every day, right? Until she met Jair Bear. And then they left her alone for some reason. So comparatively, you know, what she went through with him wasn't as bad. She is fucking pathetic. So gross. I hate

when people fucking invoke the Lord after doing this kind of shit. I have learned now. Now you haven't even fucking psychopath. I have no proof. But I think there's a good chance again. She was a lot more okay with all this than she I let on. Charlottes card dated November 22nd, 1981, exactly a year after the decomposed remains of Mary Beth Sowers was found in shallow pasture in Placer County. Siding that letter, Gerald, you know, had now put a big hole in Charlottes' assertion that she was afraid of him. But he wouldn't be able to ever make her look as complicit in the murders as he was. Gerald tried his best to pin at least one

of the murders on Charlene, but he could never prove it. Failing to break Charlene, Gerald now decides to take the stand himself and he does not do well. He never could handle following rules and dealing with authority very well. Question him was dream come true for the prosecution. They managed to point out numerous contradictions and inconsistencies that made up his stories.

They were able to put his arrogance on display for the jury. By the time he stepped down for the witness and Gerald knew he was done for. In his closing arguments, he said that he had taken a legal licking in the trial, but insisted he was telling the truth. He never stopped insisting, despite no evidence to back up

his narrative, that it was all Charlene's idea, or her doing. He also consistently dismissed the idea that it was his perverse sexual fantasy driving all this. He claimed, I can honestly tell you, I'm not bragging. But if I've had problems with girls, it's not because I haven't had enough. It's because I've had too many. Oh, fuck yeah, bro. Dude doesn't need to rape kids, ladies and gentlemen. He's a wild stallion. His dick is to women and girls. What the Pied Piper's flew to Serratz. As long as he keeps blowing it, they keep following him.

I feel like I almost had a killer analogy right there, but I feel like I fumbled in the one-yard line there. The blowing party should have held back up. With testimony from his mother Lorraine Davies, Gerber also presented mitigating factors of childhood, hell backup. With testimony from his mother Lorraine Davies, Gerber also presented Mitigating Factor as a childhood rife with neglect, abandonment, mental and physical abuse, as well as the cringy, or sorry, cringy, he is cringy, as well as the criminal legacy of his father.

Not sure why that should be taken into account though. Go easy on me, ladies and gentlemen, of the jury. My dad was a killer. I had to kill those girls. You can't fight your blood. While the jury deliberated Gerald Satin, a holding cell reading a book entitled, Tarnsman of Gore, book by John Norman, who also wrote, Slave Girl of Gore, an imaginative sex. Gore is described in the book as a world of slaves. This is fantasy book, kind of like sci-fi fantasy, a world of slaves and beautiful women of human domination

by the alien secret priest kings and the world of telena, tempestuous daughter of the greatest warlord of gore. She waited for the man who could subdue her, the man who would be her master on the front cover drawing of a beautiful woman naked kneeling at the feet of a man holding the sword, chains around her neck, her arms bound behind her back on Amazon. Just before I recorded this, the description for Tarnsman of Gore read, red, rediscover this brilliantly imagined world where men are masters and women live to serve their every desire.

Jesus, Jair Bear. Maybe wait until the trial is completely over before reading that when you've been accused of killing women to please your every desire. June 21st, 1983, Gerald ascends to death for the kidnappings and murders of Craig Miller and Mary Beth Sowers. There just wasn't enough evidence on other California victims

to make it worth adding their murders to trial. Now, plus there was still the Nevada trial, gonna be happening. Took the jury less than two hours of deliberation, told the trial had cost more than a million dollars, was unlikely however, that Gerald would actually getting the death penalty in California. The last execution had taken place in 1967. California State Supreme Chief Justice Rose Bird was a staunch opponent of the death penalty. At that time, 133 other convicted criminals

would be in line for execution before Gerald. November of 1983, Charlene's negotiated plea bargain nearly comes apart when the California Board of Prison Terms refuses to guarantee her a prison term of 16 years and eight months. Ultimately a Sacramento County Superior Court judge would drop the California charges against her. Worried about the precedent for future plea deals, the California Board of Prison Terms would be setting if they didn't honor this plea deal I'm guessing. Also both Gerald and Charlene still have the Nevada charges to contend with. Nevada quickly mobilizes to have Gerald exorbitate but Gerald fought it tooth and nail knowing that Nevada's position in the death penalty, not at all like California's. He will lose that fight

thankfully. December 1983 order will have him remove from San Quentin and flown to Reno. Less than 24 hours later, he has charged with the murders of Stacey Redcap, Karen Twiggs, Brenda Judd, and Sandra Colley. He's also charged with four counts of Stacey Redcap, Karen Twigs, Brenda Judd, and Sandra Colley. He has also charged with four counts of kidnapping and four counts of rape. There will be a hearing to determine whether or not Charlene can testify and many pre-trial hearings. Gerald's second trial will begin May 23rd, 1984, Persian County, Nevada. This time, he lets the public defender Gary Mar, handle his case.

Again, the strategy is to try and discredit Charlene's testimony and again, it will not work. As a star witness, she gives a detailed account of the last hours of Stacy and Karen's lives. Charlene had also let investigators to a ball of white macromé rope in Gerald's car. The rope matched the, you know, the rope found or the fibers found that bound the hands of the bodies of red, a cannon twigs. Mar had no more luck swaying the jury than Gerald had. Took them just two and a half hours to return a guilty verdict. Gerald was against sentence to death, becoming one of the very few American criminals to ever be put on death row in two states simultaneously. I've never seen anything to equal his pure depravity or lack of remorse said Nevada state judge

Richard Wagner who prosecuted the Nevada case when he was Persian County District Attorney in 1904. Galega was so reviled when it came to what was learned that the impoverished county, sorry, Galega was so reviled, I don't know, I haven't shown much trouble reading my own notes. They Galega was so reviled that when it was learned that the impoverished county, there we go, might not be able to afford the $60,000 that would be needed to try him, a Sacramento newspaper columnist urged the public to send money to the county to afford the $60,000 that was needed that would be needed to try him. A Sacramento newspaper columnist urged the public to send money to the county to help the prosecution. More than $20,000 came roaring in, $1 bills, $5 bills, $10 bills, and a lot of the money

was accompanied by fun messages like, may the trial be swift in the news tight? And please purchase three bullets and shoot that bastard Gerald Galego three times. Legal experts said that it appeared to be the nation's first murder prosecution to be partially financed by private contributions. Unfortunately, the Nevada Desens would be overturned in 1997. And that sick fuck got to rest a little easier, knowing he could keep breathing, knowing he still had lots of time to fantasize about his previous rapes and murders to read more books about dominating women and shit. Also, more fun, Charlene would be released in July of 1997.

I've never really taken responsibility for what she did. She blamed her involvement entirely on being brainwashed by her ex-husband, and now that she had been away from him for years, she was completely reformed, now a God-fearing woman blah, blah, blah. Walden Prism, she extensively studied psychology, business, Icelandic literature randomly at the time her release

She was 41 so still young going by her maiden name Charlene Williams Though some sources say she has since changed her name now to either Mandy Marines or Mary Martinez Maybe she changed it again She 65 right now as I record this. Maybe she's your stepmom or your neighbor Maybe she's your girlfriend. I mean who the fuck knows who she is You know what name she's going by now where she is Maybe she listened to the show every week and is a smirking as she listens to this part For her security a female deputy dresses Williams boarded a van outside the prison and eight the morning

She was to be released a decoy for journalists and others waiting for her in the parking lot Williams unbeknownst to them had already been taken out at six in the morning to a secret location, known only to her attorney, who had only been notified of the plan the night before. The warden kept the time, a location of her release, a secret from all, but a handful of deputies who escorted her and her attorney out of the county. And then she went somewhere. We really don't know where. She is rumored to be maybe living in the Fair Oaks area of Sacramento, but that's just a rumor for the first few weeks after her release She supposedly stayed with friends she knew from church from long before She would maintain and post prison interviews the very few that she gave that she was as much a victim of Gerald as his murder victims

She'd say there were victims who died and there were victims who lived It's taking me a hell of a long time to realize that I'm one of the ones who lived ugh Sure seems like a convenient rationalization to me It's taking me a hell of a long time to realize that I'm one of the ones who lived Ugh Sure seems like a convenient rationalization to me Maybe she's roommates with Cindy Hendy the toybox killers accomplice who was released from prison in 2019 There's swapping stories about to help men sexually torture women Uh in addition to taking really no responsibility for luring 10 people to their deaths charlene even claimed that she Trying to save some of their lives

back in bullshit she could have done that so many times so easily uh... and she said that what happened to her can happen to any woman who is physically emotional abuse by manipulative man uh... yet that uh... she also claim that she didn't know that the leg of spent three and a f years in prison for robbery and that even charged with rape incess autoset assault with a deadly weapon blah blah uh... but she did know that christah had told authorities about Gerald, you know, molesting her. She even helped convince her parents that those accusations were not true.

So get the fuck out of here, mom. I mean, Charlie, different Charlie. So why according to her, didn't she go to the police with the rapes and killings began, Charlie and said she didn't escape because she believed Galega would have hunted her down, even if she, you know, turned him into the police. Her lawyer backed up that rationalization with a pretty gross comparison. He said, under the control of a madman like Hitler, the German people did things, they would have never dreamed of doing on their own.

She was in that kind of situation. Right, come on. Just like most of the Nazis who did horrible things to do during World War II, weren't that bad. Neither was Charlene, okay? Charlene before being released in her new life, Charlie, and said, she wanted to put her studies and experience to use. Said she wanted to advise law enforcement officials and judges on dealing more compassionately

with better women. Yeah, let accomplices, you know, to horrific crimes take maybe less responsibility, okay? Also said she wanted to give lectures for women's groups, once she felt safer from Galegos Threads, she'd never ended up doing that. And she tossed out some ideas for how she could help prevent other women from walking the same horrific path She did perhaps we outestablish a hotline like 911 just for better women She said although she admitted that she would have been too fearful to call that line herself or perhaps she said she could give women warning signs to watch for Although she said Galegos took such quick control over her that warning signs probably wouldn't have helped. And then she never, you know, went through on any of this stuff. It almost feels like she just

told herself a bunch of bullshit, trying to convince herself that she wasn't a travel person. Uh, shortly after she was released through her attorney, she said she found a clerical job, changed her appearance, and just wanted to get back to a normal life. I bet the girls she helped Gerald Rape and kill also would have loved to have gotten back to their normal lives before he shot her fucking hammered them.

July 18 2002 after over a decade of bullshit failed appeal attempts, uh, Jare Bear, Gerald Glego will die of cancer at a prison medical facility in Carson City, Nevada at the age of 56. He was still pursuing his appeals when he died. He was maybe still annoyed about Charlene's werewolf bullshit that I made up earlier He refused to take responsibility for any of the rapes or murders. He committed right up until the bitter end when Richard Wagner That prosecutor in Nevada trial learned that Galega was terminally ill He tried to get him to cop to what he did on his deathbed and Wagner would later say in an interview He he even refused that he can take up his appeal with God directly and with that

Let's get out of today's time suck timeline. Good job soldier, you've made it back. Barely. A Charlene in Gerald Galego. Just as nasty, sadly, as so many other piles of shit we have covered. And speaking of piles of shit, before recapping this tale, I do have another song in my heart.

I wanna share it with you. I, you know what, did I say my heart? And I meant, there's a song in the hearts of serial killer Albert Fish and murderous dictator Vladimir Putin. And they want to share it with you, not me. Both have a history of singing songs, delightful songs here on the suck. Beautiful touching original inspirational songs. And now these two songbirds have teamed up finally. It's the dream team for a beautiful duet called that they wrote islands in the stream. It won't

come out anywhere for a few weeks. Luckily, we have an exclusive preview of Fumid Tax right here. I said I'd eat you with a fine-tooled comb, made up of fun. There was something going on, showbiz. You do something to me that I can't explain. Comrade, feels so good. Hold me closer, and I feel no pain. Of course I feel no pain, I'm strong, it's only born Russia. We got something going on comrades. Can't you love us blind?

I just spanked juicy behind. All this love we feel needs no conversation. We ride it together. Aha, a ride is so good, making love with each other, aha, show me, islands in the stream, that is what we are, now we're in between, Say you'll away with me to another world probably Russia and we rely only child daughter from one tiny boy to another. Show me. I tell you I'll not. God Holy shit, that was fucking great song. Fucking banger.

Summer anthem. Woo, that's a hit. That's gonna be number one. That's gonna be number one for sure.. Woo! Ah, that's a hit. That's going to be number one. That's going to be number one for sure. On all the charts, the whole world around. I needed that. I can recap. I'm going to do it.

One of the things that's so striking to me in this story is the laziness of Gerald Mom. I mean, Charlie, different Charlie. They're lack of ambition truly though. To do anything except just murder, they're entitlement. They always just thought they'd get away with it. They might have fucking lazy their actions were. Leaving bloody shit in the get away with it. Am I fucking lazy, their actions were, leaving bloody shit in the van. Always thought someone would be there

like Charlene's parents just to pick up the pieces, get him out of trouble, find him another job, be in another place to live. Unlike Paul Bernardo, who had elaborate fantasies of being a businessman and a rapper, Gerald Galego simply just didn't give a shit about doing anything besides basically getting his rocks off. He abused, assaulted, whoever was closest to him,

including his own daughter, Christa, married a string of teenage girls who didn't know any better abused them, drifted from one job to another, never staying employed anywhere for more than a few months, consistently getting in trouble for his displays of macho behavior. You know, and he just, you know,

we're just leave when things got hard. Charlene wasn't much better. She had every advantage parents who loved her money to make her dreams a reality, basically just threw it all away to spend all her time partying. And then she would throw that life away to become Gerald's accomplice. The two went from apartment to apartment, job to job, not thinking of anything except themselves,

not doing much besides really hurting others, killing others. Right? The murders they committed also, yeah, just so fucking lazy. They went after teenage girls who didn't know any better than to walk off with the weird lady. The mall often have some weed. The Galegos use charlains natural looks and youth as baits simply drove out to the middle of nowhere, killed the girls, went back home. You know, it doesn't even sound like, you know, Galegos Gerald really even spent any time like

burying the bodies. It's inferior to think about that these lazy, worthless pieces of shit who never seem to add anything positive to the world, manage to destroy the lives of so many people, so many victims, you know, families, lives, shattered too. People who are going to do things with their lives, those lives taken away. Then once they were caught, Charlene took the same, you know, old easy way out saying that she was just as much of victim as Gerald's as anyone. While domestic abuse is very serious, very real can happen to anyone regardless of their social standing or age, something about Charlene's story is very disturbing.

That she managed to convince people that she wasn't as responsible as Gerald. That she was just some pregnant lady, some helpless lady, who didn't know better, that she received a lesser sentence, and she was able to receive a much lesser sentence because of that. Yes, part of it was because she was able to give evidence against Gerald, but also I think because of her gender and how she just played that. She's been out for years now. Luckily, Gerald Glego died in prison in 2002. Thank God, five years after, you know, Charlene was released. Charlene, wherever she is, I hope her life is a living hell. I hope she has suffered from horrible nightmares. Ever since she helped Gerald rape and kill those first girls,

I hope she believes in hell and I hope that she is terrified that when she finally dies, she'll wake up there. I mean, what the fuck, Mom? How could you do all that? I'm gonna have a little talk with you about all this next time we hang out at a grandma's house. Ugh! Let's look back at my mom and the other details,

details of the story. Today's top five takeaways. Time, today's top five takeaways. Time, suck. Top five takeaway. Number one, Charlene and jailed Galego killed 10 people between 1978 and 1980. While many of their victims were teenage girls lured to the Galegos van with promises of marijuana or an easy job, the Galegos also targeted others who just happen to be attractive and vulnerable like Linda Aguilar, 21 year old pregnant woman walk on the side of an organ highway or Virginia, Michael, 31 year old bartender who is locking up one night,

you know, in the galegos abducted her. Their typical MO is to lure these women to force them into the van, then drive out to a remote area where Charlene, it's, it's aene was at the wheel, Gerald sexually assaulting them. Once they're Gerald would murder them sometimes with the gun, sometimes with the hammer or some other blunt object, his bare hands even before disposing of their bodies and shallow graves. Number two, wouldn't be until the abduction and murders of Craig Miller and Mary Beth Sowers that the Legos would finally show up on law enforcement's radar for their murder spree. While leaving a fraternity party around midnight, November 2nd, 1980, 22 year old Craig Miller and his

fiance 21 year old Mary Beth Sowers were forced into the Galagos car at gunpoint, then taken to Bass Lake where Gerald shot Craig and left his body. They returned to Gerald's apartment where Gerald would sexually assault Mary Beth, you know, along the way assault her there again before killing her as well. Luckily for potential future victims, a fellow fraternity member of Craig's spotted the Galegos car leaving the parking lot that night, recalled the license plate, leading investigators to Charles and Mercedes Williams, Charlene's parents. After that, it was only a matter of time for the police closed in, though not before the

Galegos led them on a cross-country chase that ended in Omaha, Nebraska. Number three, Charlene offered up the details of not only two murders, but 10 in exchange for a 16-year eight-month prison sentence. She would testify against her husband, but not really husband legally, even though they were married twice at trial. And since he chose to represent himself, he cross-examined her for almost a solid week. The prosecution would try hard to make Charlene seem like a victim who was strong along unwittingly against her will because she wanted to earn his love. She was just a silly lady. Whether that was an act or a part of the truth or what, we'll never know. Number four, in June of 1983,

Gerald Galega was sentenced to death in California for the murders of Mary Beth Sowers and Craig Miller. But since California hadn't executed anyone for decades due to liberal views on the death penalty, he wouldn't actually be at risk for execution there. Nevada, however, seemed to be a different story. In June of 1924, Gerald was convicted there for the murders of Karen Twiggs and Stacey Reddacan, subsequently again sentenced to death. But by the time, by the time, excuse me, the Nevada trial took place, hatred of Gerald Galega was so intense that money to fund the trial rolled in from the general public. More than $20,000 with messages like, made the trial be swift in the news tight. Please purchase three bullets, shoot that bastard, Gerald Gallego three times. Unfortunately, people would never get to experience that catharsis

as Gallego's death sentence would be overturned in 1997, but then he would die in prison in 2002. And Charlene, she has been living free since 1997. Number five, new info. We mentioned, Ibrustophilia, the sexual attraction to people who commit crimes at the top of the show. What are some other weird filias people have? Well, we've talked about necrophilia in the past, arousal to corpses, but have you heard of lithophilia?

Arousal to stone and gravel, or acturaste. Arousal from the sun's rays. Man, that would make sun bathing so much extra fun. No worries about tan lines, you know, when you're constantly whipping it out or dropping that swimsuit bottom to work that turntable. Zylaphibia describes an attraction to wood, a galmatophilia, all about getting aroused by statues.

I mean, I have seen some sexy ass statues, some nice firm stunteddies. One more staggyophilia, the arousal from thoughts of hellfire and damnation. Let's hope that Gerald Galego doesn't have that one. If real, that is definitely where he is. Time suck, tough, right takeaway. The sex slave murders Gerald and my mom or Gerald and Charlie and Galego have been sucked

I Needed that dark morbid fascination escaped this week. Sorry. Yeah, trouble to reading from time to time Thanks to the bad magic team for helping production queen of bad magic Lindsey commons Logan Keith for production today Thanks to Bidelixer for upkeep and so much else. The upcoming The Times are gapping. A lot of stuff in the scenes. Art Warlock, Logan Keith, creating the merch at BadMagicMurts.com, helping run our socials. Thanks to Sophie Evans for the initial research this week. Lindsey comes also been running socials a lot lately. Down a couple team members at the moment, as many of you know, but replacing them soon with people fucking pumped

to be part of the badmatch team, pumped to have them. Also thanks to the all-seeing eyes moderating the Cult of the Curious Private Facebook page. Gotta get those names again. I gotta get more names for the credits here. Thanks to the mod squad, gotta get those names, making sure Discord keeps running smooth and gotta get the names to everybody over

at the Time Suck Reddit thread thread r-slash time suck Right that subreddit there Next week the space that's are to have decided that we like and shit up a bit and we head back down to the head back Excuse me to the land down under to explore the life of Steve Irwin better known as the crock hunter, right? Kraiki RIPPA. Oh, she's a beauty He was a colorful wildly popular wildlife enthusiast, conservationist, owner of the Australia zoo, TV icon loved all over the world. Known for that signature catchphrase, Krike, especially, his classic khaki uniform and

his exuberant personality, Irwin was a household name and brand. But behind the fun and adventurous image was a man who killed somewhere between 30 and 40 sex workers with his companion, sexual sadis and game show host, Passe Jack. Take it. No, I don't know why it's always funny for me to throw myself at least, to throw Passe Jack out of the bus. Behind the silly catch phrase was a man who was deeply passionate about wildlife conservation and had a sensitive heart for all animals.

Steve was fascinated by wildlife from a young age. He was gifted a 12-foot python at age six, caught his first crocodile at age nine, and spent time exploring nature instead of playing games with his friends for most of his childhood. Boy from the suburbs of Melbourne turned his love for wildlife into a multi-million dollar empire with no degree, no certifications, no expert qualifications, other than an intense passion for wildlife conservation and an extraordinary skill with animals. Irwin grew up on a reptile park owned by his parents, spent his days catching snakes, lizards, rehabilitating injured animals with his mom and dad, mom and dad. I went to see if the company and his father on government sponsored expeditions to

catch nuisance crocodiles, his life changed forever. He and his father's revolutionary crocodile catching techniques were admired and requested soon all over Australia. Soon known all over the world, Steve enjoyed documenting some of his adventures with an old camera. He took ownership of his parents to do in 1991, met the love of his life just a few days later, and then Steve and a film crew documented his honeymoon and his wife, Terry, and that footage would be the first episode of the crocodile hunter.

It would be featured on it, a show that lasted well over a decade, reached an audience of millions worldwide. They hear about the rest of it. It's very interesting, very interesting life. Tune in next week to another edition of Time Suck. All right, and I am glad next week's show is going to be light and fun for the most part. This next part of the show is not unfortunately. Sadly, we head on over to some sad time-sucker updates. Updates? Get your time-sucker updates. All right. This part here is being recorded on July 20th, Restless Episode was recorded back on July 15th. So, yeah, now addressing on

TimeSuck the departure of Geopaisley. I mentioned it to start the episode Many of you have probably already heard via social media about the departure of both Geopaisley and Liz Hernandez Both were let go but for different reasons We read a lengthy explanation that was prepared in conjunction with our legal team on the July 14th episode of our weekly Patreon companion podcast of TimeSuck, the Secret Suck episode 229. And then we followed up and addressed some concerns and misconceptions we saw continually popping up on social media on the July 21st episode of the Secret Suck episode 230. Because we don't want to perpetuate more drama than necessary now, it's a continually evolving situation in some sense, given a very condensed version of what happened here.

Back in 2019 and 2020, Joe was involved in an affair with a co-worker that occurred at the office during work hours, which led to work not be completed as it should have been. We just found out about this in late June of this year. The fair lasted approximately nine months during a time when Joe was this other person's direct supervisor. Other person was let go for dereliction of duties back in 2020. Also found out Joe was involved with another person on the team. And that time this person was working with us on a volunteer basis. Wouldn't happen.

However, Joe vouched for this person to become a paid team member of Bad Magic. Liz Hernandez took over the job of the previous person who held this position to be clear. Liz was not fired for this affair. It was again, uh, dereliction of duties, which was a long time coming. The timing of all this is wildly unfortunate to everyone with the recent passing of Joe's father also shutting down as we dumb. Just to be very, very clear, those two events have nothing to do with this. So why are we making a public statement about this in this way?

Well, because Joe, just like Lindsey and I, was a very public face of the little bad magic family we have here. When many of you send us your emails, your messages, you address it to Dan Lindsay, Joe, and the bad magic team, or the bad magic family. He was our right-hand man for, you know, four years roughly while we became friends at that time.

He was first and foremost an employee. We only met him when we interviewed him for the job. And while a very important team member was not the brand, if anything, I am the brand, and if the reputation of bad magic becomes tainted or spoiled, that means that my reputation has become tainted or spoiled. And I care a great deal about the reputation that I feel like I've worked pretty hard to build, pride wise, and the ability to earn a living wise as well. Had we kept all this private and just let Joe go without a reasonable explanation to our fans who

many of whom care so much about what's going on here. So thankful for that. In light, especially of the unfortunate timing of, you know, Joe's dad's passing, we're 100% positive that the small amount of backlash we have gotten for just closing why he was fired already would pale in comparison to the enormous amount of backlash we would get for dumping a member of the bad magic family directly after the death of their father, surely after their show was canceled, we would be crucified by many of you. And rightly so, it would look extremely cold-blooded that it's not who we are, I would be pissed if I was a fan.

Also if Joe had enough air with someone or someone who did not work for us and not during work hours, it would not be a fireable offense. We would not be sharing this. But because the nature of what happened, you know, we also feel we were betrayed. And that doesn't mean we wish ill will to be very clear on Joe going forward. We would just be fools for putting our trust in him again. We believe in forgiveness, redemption, all of that.

We also believe that not firing someone in this situation makes us look incredibly irresponsible. And that's just, yeah, I would not feel good about us. Joe and Liz, the families are now processing these revelations, you know, dealing with a fallout that comes with this, the other person involved dealt with their own fallout over two years ago. So hopefully they don't have to deal with more because of this. And none of this is fun, by the way. Not enjoyable at all. We don't like doing this.

We don't plan on addressing this further. We just frankly wanna move on. We've been processing this behind the scene for a scene about a month now. We don't want Joe or anyone else involved to be punished any more than life is already punishing them. We here on the team, we are very excited to focus on the future. It should happen. You deal with it. You move on. We love what we do here so much. And so

thankful to be able to do it. Huge thanks to Logan for stepping up big time to help us keep all the content coming out. And by us, Lindsey and I, Lindsey has been working in sane hours as I have to keep the wheels on the bus. Logan has been remaining supportive, calm and eager during all his extra work hours. No complaints about the extra work or hours. His wife Kate also supported this behind the scenes tremendously. It's made the four of us incredibly close numerous other employees or contractors, Sophie Evans, Chris Paukelle. They've been fantastic. The fans have been fantastic. Thank you. Over the next few weeks, it may take a while to respond to emails,

to add businesses to the order of the suck, things like that. We are getting all of this covered, excited to be bringing about some new team members here soon. Long live the suck. I appreciate the calls. If many of you for me to take some time off,

it's very, very reassuring. Right now I'm tired, but I'm good. And actually, this episode airs on vacation, recharging. So no plans to skip any weeks on any shows at the moment, but it feels great to know that many of you will understand if that ever becomes a necessity. So hail fucking them, Rod. Sorry for the drama we like to give you a reprieve from that. Not put more out there.

Thank you all again so, so much. We're so lucky to have you. Andrieve from that. Not put more out there. Thank you all again so, so much. We're so lucky to have you. And we love you, beautiful bastards. Good day. Get your time, sucker, up days. Another bad magic production's podcast is done. Oh, boy.

No cutesy phrasing at the end of this one. Just again, thank you so much for continuing to stick with us. And please just continue to keep on sucking. And magic productions. And magic productions.