guilty
Don’t do the crime if you can’t do the time; a look into all aspects of a guilty verdict from the burden of proof to conviction to the judge’s sentence and more.
Female Cannibal Killers That Will Make Your Skin Crawl
They loved only one other thing more than murder: human flesh. Jeffrey Dahmer himself would shiver in his boots if he ever ran across these special women, whose blood lusts dug far deeper into madness than he could ever even believe. Their reasons and stories are but a small glimpse into convoluted minds that saw a great deal of torment in a wide range of ways.
By Donald Gray8 years ago in Criminal
Arson
All violent crime is about power, and arson is no exception. When you imagine the devastating fury of uncontrolled flames, you are imagining an exercise of power that boggles the mind. Whether the arsonist is professional or an amateur, he follows the pattern of obtaining power; demonstrating it, maintaining it, and acquiring lost power. Statistics for arson fires are alarming. From 2010 until 2014, the latest years for which this information is available, there were 261,330 arson fires in the United States. Fatalities number 440, 1,300 injured, and one billion dollars in property damage. There are 20 offenders per 100,000 people. Most of these fires, a full 50 percent, occur at night. Motives include; thrill-seeking, vandalism, concealment of another crime, profit, revenge, attention seeking, hero complex, politics, terrorism, and mental illness.
By Monica Bennett8 years ago in Criminal
Why Are We So Fascinated With Serial Killers?
Serial killers have become an enduring part of contemporary popular culture thanks to a certain je ne sais quoi, and that has more to do with us than with them. We want to be able to understand serial killers so that we can simultaneously gawk at them, be afraid of them, and feel like we can control them, but we're always left unsatisfied thanks to the cognitive dissonance we experience when we're aware of both how similar and different they are from the rest of us. It's this visceral reaction will ensure that we're always fascinated with serial killers.
By Ben Kharakh8 years ago in Criminal
The First 24 Hours
Libraries, bookstores, and the internet failed me. Just when I needed them the most, I spent over three days looking at every book that any local store had, any story or report that I could find on the internet, but none of what I found came from side of the story that I currently stood on. So none of my questions on how I was supposed to deal could be answered.
By Alizza Marie8 years ago in Criminal
She Got Revenge. Top Story - March 2018.
[Wife] My emotions were running high. My hands shook uncontrollably as a gripped the bottles of petrol and caustic soda. I took a deep breath. I wanted to hurt him, like he had hurt me. I wanted him to feel the pain I endured every single day from his physical actions, his abuse and even his presence. I was at breaking point. Creeping up the stairs to where Deepak was sleeping, I felt powerful. The past months of my marriage with him I was constantly low, sad, and depressed. This was my way of fighting back because I suddenly felt capable. Standing in our bedroom, watching him sleep, it felt strange. It felt strange being in the same room as him and not feeling scared or powerless for a few seconds. I knew this was only because he was sleeping; he wasn’t the slightest bit aware. I unscrewed the lid of the Napalm mixture I had made and didn’t think twice before I began pouring the liquid over him. It was relieving. The touch of the liquid on his body woke him and it rushed me into fumbling with the lighter before he could grab me and hurt me more. Like a firework, his body burst into tiny flames, spreading to the sheets and covers on the bed. The flames became a protective barrier between my abuser and I.
By Sian Edmeads8 years ago in Criminal
My Little Runaway!
My father died when I was seven years old and my mother remarried when I was around ten. I didn't get along too well with my stepfather and when I entered my teen years, I began running away from home. I was not alone, I was always accompanied by a boyfriend. One time, a boy and I ran away to his relatives in the Carolina's but for some reason, the next three times I ran away was to New York City! The boy I was with was several years older, so I deferred to his opinion often. Ah, how I remember the excitement of all the activity in Times Square. We had some money initially, but that was soon depleted and we had to resort to stealing food in order to survive. This was back around 1968 and at that time, when you ordered food to go from a restaurant, they gave you the food first and you paid after. So, I would go inside the establishment and place our order while my boyfriend was outside waiting in case a distraction was called for. I would get the food, then run out the door without paying, after all, we had zero money. One time, a worker chased me out the door and my boyfriend intercepted long enough for me to get away. That was how we were able to eat. I swear it's because of people like me that restaurants began asking for the money first and then providing the food. The other scary part was in finding places to sleep. I remember sleeping during the day in Central Park. When the prospects soured, we would return home only to run away again shortly thereafter. The third time we went to New York City, we had a car. Unfortunately, it just so happened to be stolen. Since I didn't know how to drive, my boyfriend did the driving. We also stole some money, so we were good for awhile. The worst part was having to constantly move the car to a parking spot. When the money got low, we returned to our home state, but to one of his friend's apartments. We parked the car a few blocks away. One day, while I was going to obtain some of our belongings from the car, a man asked me my name and I gave a fake name. He saw right through me and I was arrested for a runaway, stubborn child, and stolen car. Thank goodness I was a juvenile so the stolen car didn't stick. However, I wound up being sent to a juvenile detention center for six months. Afterward, I was placed into an all girls boarding school run by nuns. All of the girls were assigned jobs to do and they would vary. Sometimes, you worked in the kitchen or for the priest, etc. We also had an infirmary at the school and I was working there for some time. I planned to finish my schooling and do my time, but, alas, the wanderlust struck and I was itching to run away, this time from the boarding school.
By Donna Gilchrest8 years ago in Criminal
Opinion: Is Being a Criminal in Your Genetics?
In light of recent events — most notably the instance of the Florida school shooting — I want to turn my attention to a largely controversial and endlessly talked about topic. What makes a criminal into a criminal? Is it plausible that some of us may be born with certain DNA that would, in turn, make us more likely to commit criminal acts, or is it the environmental factors that make all the difference? We won’t truly ever know.
By Charlotte MG8 years ago in Criminal
Killer Candy
Candy, also called sweets or lollies, is a confection that features sugar as a principal ingredient. Also known as: poison in a colored paper. I can't stand candy. The last time I had candy was when I was five years old. I almost died from choking on a small-ish piece. Every Halloween I pass goodie bags of pencils, small notepads with characters on them, a small bag of mini cheese balls, and a small toy. Candy is not tolerated in my house. Sure you can hate me all you want but I will never give in. I'm not a health freak either. I'm Emilia Grey. A teacher at Candran Elementary school.
By Bonnie Black8 years ago in Criminal
