Every Halloween, someone will inevitably make the local news by going a little too far with their decorations. Police will often arrive at what some citizen believed to be the genuine scene of a horrible crime only to find that the dismembered bodies on display are dummies, and the blood covering them is ketchup. Occasionally though, an opposite scenario plays out. October is the one month of the year that people might walk past a mangled body lying on their neighbor's lawn and think nothing of it. On this episode we'll be discussing two instances in which this actually happened. Both Rebecca Cade and Patricia Ward were brutally murdered and left on public display. Numerous passersby saw their corpses, believed them to be Halloween decorations, and scooted past without ever considering that they were looking at the scene of a homicide.
We recently received some electronic fan mail. This particular email's author related that he enjoys our theme song, he rates our podcast 5 stars, he hopes we continue making the show, and he was once cellmates with a man who cooked and ate his wife. That last nugget of information seemed worthy of a followup. So, we got in touch the man who sent us that email and recorded our conversation with him. Ryan Martin has 4 felonies and 13 misdemeanors. He's done time with a couple of high profile killers including "The Michigan Murderer." Ryan is also incredibly personable. In this episode we'll talk to Ryan about accidentally shooting a prostitute, about his history of violence and drug abuse, and we'll take a listen to some excerpts from his incredibly well written prison essays.
Long enough ago to have certainly past the statute of limitations, I misrepresented myself to serial killers. Pretending to be a woman, I filled pink envelopes with letters hand-written with feminine looping script and mailed them off to some of the most heinous criminals alive in America at the time. One of these criminals replied. The letter I received was from "The Night Stalker," Richard Ramirez. In this episode, we'll discuss my catfishing of The Night Stalker and answer the questionnaire that Richard Ramirez included with his reply to me. We'll also awkwardly segue into a discussion about Hybristophilia and share a few stories of love behind bars.
In 1927, just a few days before Christmas, Santa Claus held up a bank in Cisco, Texas. After several shootouts with police as well as with hundreds of Texas citizens with poor aim, the largest manhunt in Texas history took place. Within a week, Santa and his accomplices were tracked down. Before the legal system managed to dispense justice though, over 1000 Texans took matters into their own hands.
One of the first policemen to find Michael Taylor wandering the street naked and blood covered recognized Michael and requested that officers be sent to the Taylor home. The first officer who entered the home quickly ran back outside and is reported to have began dry-heaving. What this policeman saw would later be described as “a scene of appalling depravity.” The walls were covered not only in blood, but in bits of flesh. Christine Taylor lay dead on the floor. Here eyes had been removed, her face was almost entirely torn away leaving her unrecognizable, and her tongue had been extracted.
Nine months after the release of the film The Exorcist an Ossett West Yorkshire man named Michael Taylor underwent a 7 hour exorcism. The following morning Michael killed and mutilated his wife along with their family dog. In part 1 of "The Worst Exorcism Ever," we discuss the release of the The Exorcist and the impact that the movie had on its mid-1970s audience. We also speak with a new friend and genuine Englishman who was very close to some key players in this story and who shared with us a previously unconsidered perspective on who was really behind this now infamous exorcism.