theodore robert bundy

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When does evil begin?

Seeing the headlines about Charles Manson today gave me the idea to make these. Headlines about infamous killers set to their childhood photos.

Top to bottom: Ted Bundy, Richard Ramirez, Jeffrey Dahmer and Dylan Klebold.

Types of Motives for serial Killers

  • Visionary- These serial killers suffer breaks from reality sometimes thinking a god or devil is compelling them to kill .David Berkowitz, “The Son of Sam” Killer is an example of this.
  • Mission Oriented- These killers believe their acts are helping to rid the world of something evil or unwanted. Some see themselves as curing society. A killer example of this would be Ted Kacynski, the unabomber. 
  • Hedonistic- This killer seeks a thrill or a rush from killing. Killing for them is like a drug it sends them on a high they never want to come down from. There are three sub types of hedonistic killers; “comfort”, “thrill” , and “lust”
  • Lust- These are the most common type of serial killers. Killers that are motivated by sex and fulfilling their fantasy. It doesn’t matter if they body is living or not all that matter is that they get to relive their fantasy over and over again. Serial Killer Ted Bundy would be an example of this type of killer.
  • Power/ control- These killers kill in order to feel a sense of power or control they don;t have in their everyday lives. The act of taking someone’s life gives them that control they crave. Ted Bundy is also an example of this as he traveled the United States looking for women to control. 
  • Media-  Media killers are driven by publicity. They thrive on other knowing what they have done and seeing everyone’s reactions to their heinous deeds. They seek attention for their deeds and will continue to kill until that need for attention is fulfilled. The BTK killer is a killer who sought media attention for his crimes. 
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While studying law for his upcoming murder trial, Ted Bundy became distracted by a particular female paparazzi who he’d allowed to take pictures of him. When he’d read enough, he closed his books, went over to the camera and bared his teeth in an exaggerated grin, making the woman collapse in a fit of giggles. The photographer later said the serial killer was “The most attractive and charming man I’d ever spent 10 minutes with.”

Night of Days 

This is no way to be
Man ought to be free
That man should be me
Talk to the walls
Echoes down the halls
Dream of dreams
An allusion freedom seems
Write thoughts on paper by reams

Toilet flushes
Water gushes
Makes such a noise
Lack of privacy annoys
Nightime [sic] sounds
Jailer makes rounds
No freedom abounds
Prisoners are clowns

So the night slowly passes
No wine of wine glasses
No girls to make passes
Just us caged asses
Cards are alright
I play them all night

Sleep comes on slowly
Read the words of the wholly
The scriptures bring peace
They talk of release
They bring you to god
I’m here that seems odd
But His gift is so clear
I find that He’s near
Mercy and redemption
Without an exception
He puts me at ease
Jailer, do what you please
No harm can befall me
When the Savior does call me

I look back on this day
And what can I say
More of my life wasted
No freedom I’ve tasted
7:30 it’s chow time
At that hour who feels fine
Milk, mush, and toast
Not much of to boast

Sweep the floors
Talk of whores
Hear the thunder of prison doors
Do your chores
Listen to bores
How guys made scores
Or escaped distant shores

I wrote a letter
That made me feel better
Words to the outside
That’s how I keep my pride
I write words of hope
It’s really no soap
I mean what I say
Where there’s hope there’s a way
I’ll be free someday

I sleep quite a lot
Escape though it’s not
In sleep I don’t care
I forget the night mare
The bars and the screams
Are not in my dreams
I don’t smoke cigarettes
Or have sad regrets
This sleep liberation
Is tranquil salvation

- A poem by Ted Bundy sent to his friend and true crime writer Ann Rule.

Serial killer Ted Bundy was always aware that there was something wrong with him. Once, before flying to Seattle, he phoned his girlfriend for support. He was crying down the telephone and having trouble speaking. When he finally pulled himself together, he said: “I just can’t seem to connect with people. Sure I can hold doors open and smile and be charming, but when it comes to basic relationships I just don’t have it. There’s something wrong with me.”