Not the first time the name Carr has come up...

[yathrib]

...in regard to murder and child porn.<br><br>"Berkowitz claimed that he did not act alone in the killings: he says he was part of an occult group which sacrificed animals to Satan and which ran a child pornography racket. Berkowitz also claims that he is not the "Son Of Sam" shooter, but merely one of the many look-out men. In his claims he puts the blame on *John "Wheaties" Carr* as one of the shooters, as well as Carr's brother, Michael, whom he claimed to be the shooter in the Queens disco shooting" (emphasis added -Y)<br><br><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK START--><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Son_of_Sam">en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Son_of_Sam</a><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK END--><br><br><br>Maybe doesn't mean anything, I wonder if any other alert readers have taken note of this, however. <p></p><i></i>

[chiggerbit]

Well, the deaths of these two makes the cult angle even more credible:<br><br>"...John Carr was killed in February of <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>1978</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> in a shooting in North Dakota (ruled a suicide), and his brother, Michael was killed in a traffic accident in October <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>1979</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> in Manhattan's West Side Highway. Though Berkowitz did mention other names in some interviews, he claims he cannot reveal any more details, as it would endanger his family...." <p></p><i></i>

[chiggerbit]

Also, compare these two letters. It's a pity the second one is only part of the letter. Do they look like they were written by the same person?<br><br>I<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em> am deeply hurt by your calling me a weman-hater. I am not. But I am a monster. I am the "son of Sam". I am a little brat. When father Sam gets drunk he gets mean. He beats our family. Sometimes he ties me up to the back of the house. Other times he locks me in the garage. Sam loves to drink blood. "Go out and kills" commands father Sam. Behind our house some rest. Mostly young - raped and slaughtered - their blood drained - just bones now. Pap Sam keeps me locked in the attic too. I can't get out but I look out the attic window and watch the world go by. I feel like an outsider. I am on a different wavelength then everybody else - programmed to kill. However, to stop me you must kill me. Attention all police: shoot me first - shoot to kill or else keep out of my way or you will die. Papa Sam is old now. He needs some blood to preserve his youth. He has too many heart attacks. "Ugh, me hoot, it hurts, sonny boy." I miss my pretty princess most of all. She's resting in our ladies house. But i'll see her soon. I am the "monster" - "Beelzebub" - the chubby behemouth. I love to hunt. Prowling the streets looking for fair game - tasty meat. The wemon of Queens are prettiest of all. I must be the water they drink. I live for the hunt - my life. Blood for papa. Mr. Borelli, sir, I don't want to kill any more. No sur, no more but I must, "honour thy father". I want to make love to the world. I love people. I don't belong on earth. Return me to yahoos. To the people of Queens, I love you. And i want to wish all of you a happy Easter. May God bless you in this life and in the next. And for now I say goodbye and goodnight. Police: Let me haunt you with these words: I'll be back. I'll be back. To be interpreted as - bang, bang, bang, bang - ugh. Yours in murder, Mr. Monster. [4]</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> <br><br>And:<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Hello from the gutters of N.Y.C. which are filled with dog manure, vomit, stale wine, urine and blood. Hello from the sewers of N.Y.C. which swallow up these delicacies when they are washed away by the sweeper trucks. Hello from the cracks in the sidewalks of N.Y.C. and from the ants that dwell in these cracks and feed in the dried blood of the dead that has settled into the cracks..."</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> <p></p><i></i>

[Sepka]

One of the things that never gets talked about much outside of Fortean circles is how certain names are consistently over-represented in certain types of events. Wayne and Lee, for example, are eerily common names for serial killers, far, far above their representation in the general population. UFO and monster reports are much more common in places named after the Marquis de Lafayette. Admittedly, Carr isn't that uncommon of a name. It does seem to be over-represented in heinous murders of late, though:<br><br>John Dickson Carr is a well-known author of murder mysteries.<br><br>Ian Huntley (convicted of murdering the two schoolgirls in Soham a few years back) had a girlfriend/accomplice named Maxine Carr. In this case as well, Huntley admitted that both girls died in his house, but insisted that he did not kill them, claiming that the two died in unrelated accidents. IIRC some people on this board were speculating that Huntley was framed. While I'm personally inclined to think he's guilty, there's certainly room for argument. The crime itself was a very strange one, in that the murder of the two girls was almost a spur of the moment act. A fight over the telephone with Carr appears to have filled him with so much rage that he rushed out and murdered two girls without any lengthy premeditation. If I were a believer in mind control, etc., this case would be one to hold my attention.<br><br>Weldon Wayne Carr, an Atlanta businessman who, on a technicality, escaped trial for burning his wife to death. <br><br>The Carr brothers, Reginald and Jonathan, a pair of black mass murderers from Nebraska.<br><br>Others can be found, I'm sure. These are just the ones that come to mind right away. They're all recent, unusual, and especially horrifying murders, not just shooting the clerk while robbing the liquor store.<br><br>-Sepka the Space Weasel <p></p><i></i>