I know, I know, guns don’t kill people – people kill people!
They say the abused become the abusers, and in this case they’re right – Carl Panzram spent his childhood and youth being repeatedly beaten and raped, acts he said turned him from a lively and mischievous 11-year-old into a stone cold killer and criminal.
He spent 20 of his 36 years on earth in prison for one thing or another – murder, rape, sodomy, larceny, theft, arson, you name it – but Carl had no regrets, by his own admission, other than his failure to wipe out the entire human race (including himself).
In 1920, he robbed former President Taft’s house (he had a beef with the man because he was Secretary of War during Panzram’s brief stint in the army – which was immediately followed by a longer stint in Fort Leavenworth Military Penitentiary) taking jewelry, cash, and Taft’s Colt .45 pistol.
He sold the goods and bought a boat, which he used to lure sailors aboard with the promise of work. Once there he got them drunk, raped and murdered them, and then sunk their bodies with weights. He confessed to killing 10 men this way (among many other crimes) after being caught for the burglary 8 years later, in 1928.
Panzram was executed after murdering someone in prison. He wrote some of the most depressing memoirs in the history of anything ever, and they’re all here – if you’ve got the stomach for it.
Me? I got through about 4 pages before I had to go watch Chris Hemsworth getting out of the bathtub in Thor 2 to remind myself that not everyone alive is a total horror show.
May the odds be ever in your favor.
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