This week a reader sent me in some notes from the private diaries of, he claims, a well-known fraudster and seemingly sexual abuser of women who has been highlighted several times on this site.
As I am unable to confirm their veracity I shall not name the person in question. They do not look like they were made up by someone else, but there is always that possibility.
If so whoever did it is very clever in their construction. Are these the musings of a psycho?
Ten years has passed since these diary entries were allegedly written. Hopefully he has got over it. But do psychpoaths get over it? These jottings are all about date rape, humiliation and rape and murder of women.
It’s easy to see the attraction for him in the beach resort of Pattaya, Thailand, where he is now prowling. He has a grudge against women.
Monday, February 6, 1995
JUST FINISHED TYPING MY ASSIGNMENT FOR RELIGION. IT WAS A 7 PAGE
REVIEW OF CHARIOTS OF FIRE, IT WASN’T TOO HARD.
IT’S 7 AM NOW AND I’VE BEEN UP FOR THE LAST 3 HOURS DOING THIS SHIT. I WON’T BE FRIENDS WITH —- – ANYMORE.
SHE WAS PROBABLY THE SHORTEST FRIEND I’VE EVER HAD. SHE CALLED
ME YESTERDAY TO TELL ME SOME BULLSHIT ABOUT THE WHOLE SCENE BEING LIKE DATE RAPE.
FUCK THAT SHIT. SHE SAID NO, IT’S TRUE BUT I’VE ALWAYS BEEN
TAUGHT THAT SOME PERSISTENCE HELPS AND ALSO WHEN WE WERE FUCKING, SHE WAS MOVING HER HIPS IN A THRUSTING MOTION.
SHE’S KVETCHING THAT I FORCED HER BUT SHE COULD’VE ALWAYS WALKED OUT AND TOOK A CAB. IT’S JUST ANOTHER CASE OF WOMEN FEELING OPPRESSED. I FELT GUILTY FOR A LITTLE WHILE AS SHE RECOUNTED HOW IF SHE PRESSED CHARGES, THE PUBLICITY WOULD KILL ME. I KNOW
IT. EVEN IF I WON… ANYWAYS, SHE’S OUT OF MY LIFE. IT’S NOT TOO BAD BUT WE DATE RAPE ONLY KNEW EACH OTHER 1 WEEK. OH WELL. NICE ASS. WELL, THAT’S ALL,
I’M GONNA CORRECT MY PAPER AND CRASH OUT. (LATER)-> NOTHING TOO INSPIRING
TODAY. I STUDIED AT ANNA’S FOR THE DAY AND THEN WENT TO SCHOOL. I TOLD ANNA ABOUT SLEEPING WITH —–. SHE WAS COOL ABOUT IT. THEN I WORKED OUT AND THIS WAS MY DAY. I WAS A BIT LONELY TONIGHT. HAVEN’T BEEN TOO HORNY LATELY. GOODNIGHT!
GOOD MORNING! MOM AND DAD ARE LEAVING TO FLORIDA FOR 1 WEEK THIS THURSDAY AND I CAN’T WAIT. CHICO PISSED IN MY BED THIS MORNING. ANNA AND
MONDAY, DECEMBER 25, 1995-TIME UNKNOWN
THAT LAST ENTRY WAS INTERRUPTED BY SAM’S FRIENDS WHO KEPT POPPING INTO THE ROOM JUST AS I HAD SOMETHING TO WRITE HERE. ANYWAYS, THEY’RE GONE NOW. I WENT SKIING WITH DANIELLE TO ST. SAUVER TODAY. THERE WERE QUITE A FEW PEOPLE THERE ACTUALLY. WE WENT TO VIP AFTERWARDS. I REALLY LIKE HER.
|Saint Sauveur north of Montreal|
I WAS JUST SNOOZING FOR A BIT BUT WAS DISTURBED BY THOUGHTS OF
????????????? . I DON’T KNOW WHY I DREAM OF KILLING HER? I SIT HERE AND IMAGINE TORTURING HER AT LENGTH AND THEN DEPOSITING HER BODY IN A LAKE WITH HER FEET CHAINED TO A HEAVY ROCK!
THIS IS ABSURD AND TROUBLING BUT IT’S SO CLEARLY. I FELT MYSELF SLIP INTO A DAZE WHERE I DON’T REALLY KNOW HOW MUCH TIME HAD SLIPPED BY WHEN I REALIZED HOW CAUGHT UP I WAS GETTING INTO IT.
I WAS THINKING THAT STRANGLING HER IN MY CAR WOULD BE TOO RISKY BECAUSE SHE COULD KICK OUT A WINDOW AND I’D POSSIBLY BE DISCOVERED.
I THINK THAT BOOK “AMERICAN PSYCHO” HAD SOME EFFECT ON ME. I DON’T KNOW, MAYBE I’VE GROWN MORE ANTAGONISTIC TOWARDS WOMEN AS I AGE. I’D LIKE TO MARRY EVENTUALLY AND I KNOW I HAVE THE CAPACITY TO BE A GOOD BOYFRIEND BUT I CAN DESPISE THE CRUELTIES THAT WOMEN CAN INFLICT.
I WAS THINKING
ABOUT FORCING ???????? INTO A CHAMBER AND RECORDING HER. I WOULD MAKE HER SHIT AND EAT IT. I WOULD RAPE AND BEAT HER.
|Bernard Lang, now deceased was Mayor of Cote St Luc, Montreal|
I WOULD LIKE TO BEHEAD HER AND SEND IT TO MAYOR BERNARD LANG FOR NOT PUTTING MORE COPS AT THE INTERSECTIONS OF GUELPH & PARKHAVEN EVEN AFTER I HAD EAGERLY REQUESTED
WELL, I SUPPOSE THE OLDER SHE GETS, THE MORE CONFIDENT AND ARROGANT SHE BECOMES. I THINK THAT I’VE COMMITTED SO MANY MISDEMEANOURS THAT HAVE ALWAYS GONE UNNOTICED IN MY YOUTH.
NOW IT’S TIME FOR A NEW ACCOMPLISHMENT ON A HIGHER LEVEL. I FEEL THAT SOME PEOPLE CANNOT GO ON BEHAVING THIS WAY. NOT AS LONG AS I CAN WITNESS THIS BEHAVIOUR AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!COULD SHE BE KILLED NOW?
WHERE WOULD I BRING HER? EVEN IF I RENTED A PLACE, THE NOISE WOULD GIVE ME AWAY SO I WOULD HAVE TO STUN HER AND BRING HER UP TO THE COUNTRY! I WOULD LOVE TO KILL SOMEONE. I ALWAYS NEED A NEW MEMORY. BUT I’M AFRAID OF THE MENTAL CONSEQUENCES THIS COULD HAVE ON ME. IF, AFTER ALL, A BOOK HAD INFLUENCED ME TO DESPISE AND WANT TO KILL WOMEN, WHAT EFFECTS COULD THE ACTUAL KILL DO? WOULD I WANT TO BECOME A REPEAT OFFENDER? I THINK I’M BEGINNING TO LOOK CREEPY. MY HAIR IS THINNING
AND I LOOK UNHEALTHY AND SPOOKY.
Saturday, December 14, 1996 (2:23am).
HAD A NICE DAY TODAY. MARIE JOSE AND I PLAYED RACQUETBALL AT LASALLE (suburb of Montreal) FOR AWHILE. I ENJOYED IT FOR THE MOST PART BECAUSE SHE HAS SUCH A NICE ASS.
THEN WE CAME BACK HERE AND I MADE HER LUNCH. I DIDN’T SIGN ANY NEW CLIENTS TODAY AND I RECEIVED A DISTRESSING CALL FROM THE SUBURBAN. APPARENTLY, THEY HAVE BEEN RECEIVING SEVERAL COMPLAINTS FROM PEOPLE ABOUT LACK OF SERVICE AND SEXUAL HARASSMENT. IT MUST BE ALL THOSE WOMEN WHO I’VE OFFERED JOBS FOR SEX. I DENIED THE CHARGES. IF THERE’S 1 MORE
COMPLAINT, THE AD MAY BE YANKED. GULP!