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RICHARD RAMIREZ: Are you nervous? FEAST HATE FEAR: A bit, but hardly. I did an interview with Manson not too long ago. I get a little uptight when I do interviews. You know, wondering if the questions will come out right or will they get angry at anything I might ask? RR: Oh. Well, uh… go ahead and we’ll see what happens. I don’t mind any questions really. FHF: Good. Let’s start with the ladies. Why are some so attracted to you? Bernadette Brazal, not bad - pretty cute.  RR: I think the girls are attracted to me because they can relate to me. The girls are nice when you’re in my situation, but since I’m in here I spend more time writing to them about the relationship, rather than living it, but there are good friendships formed never-the-less. A couple of them are religious, they come into my life to try and help me. FHF: Can you be saved? By God and the Jesus kid? RR: No, I’m pretty set in my ways. I doubt anything short of a miracle would change me. I do have an open mind, and I listen to them. FHF: Were you brought up religiously? RR: Very. My mother and father used to take me to church in Mexico and Texas, were I used to live. The huge figures of saints and crucifixions. Religion played a big role in my life. FHF: You think it captured your imagination? RR: More than that, I saw myself inside it. It became a part of everyday life. How I thought. How I felt. Later on, by my teenage years, it was all in conflict with me, and still is. You understand? Bad and good and everything I had learned about Satan and God.

FHF: Did you believe God was watching? RR: Yeah. FHF: Most teenagers feel these delusions. RR: All the actions in my life, at that time, I looked at them and tried to fathom how God would judge them. FHF: So how’d you make out? RR: Ugh, in my teens, it wasn’t going too good. When I got to about 17, that really caused some problems with me. I started resorting to a life my mother didn’t care for. At 17 she kicked me out, so it was a pretty hard life. I stole cars, I picked pockets. Stuff like that. FHF: What happened at home that put you into that? RR: I went off to reform school. I came back, she kicked me out. I fended for myself by selling drugs and stuff. Then I moved to California. FHF: Is that where you got hooked up into devil worship? RR: No, I started feeling like that before. I believe in Satan. I believe evil is a force that is beyond us, and that we just have to invite him in, and he will. FHF: When did you actively start to bring the devil into your life, worship-wise? RR: It was about 1980, and I was hustling on the streets. I landed in jail for a month or two for oetty theft. I met up with this guy who was a Satan worshiper. For those two months I was with him, then I get out of jail, but my mind didn’t. I remembered everything he said, which basically was, “Why worship the good guy, when the things you do aren’t so good?” Somehow it just made sense to me, to worship something that would protect you in what you were doing. FHF: How did your worship take form? RR: It developed slowly. I started reading the books, and then I started meeting people who were into the same thing. Satanists need to have more faith than Christians, because Christ was seen and felt. Lucifer has never felt the need to be seen, but in everyone’s soul he can be felt. A lot of these little cults practice Satanism nowadays, but not in a violent form. They’re only looking for ways to play out wickedness. FHF: Ever tried your hand at a Black Mass? RR: Only one, but kept my distance. I was not part of that group. It was at a cemetery and it was at night. I really couldn’t tell what we were doing. A friend and me were watching from a distance. I never trusted people anyway. Especially them. FHF: Why? RR: They knew me and my lifestyle. They were the ones who made the connection and told the police for being a candidate for the Night Stalker crimes. FHF: What are some of the things you are accused of? RR: I’ve been accused of almost every crime you can imagine.

FHF: At your trial, you went all L.A. on us. Dark shades, slick hair, attitude. Did you enjoy the attention?

RR: Going to the trial was very tiring for me, but I did enjoy it better than sitting in a jail cell. That could be very monotonous. The glasses, believe it or not, were prescription lenses that were tinted. And I just don’t like my photograph being taken, more so now than then. Did I enjoy it? Hmm. No, not particularly. I would have rather been on the beach or something. FHF: Your entire attitude during the trial was like, “Fuck the world!” RR: I was receiving so much negative publicity. I wasn’t going to give people the satisfaction of seeing me down. Besides, I didn’t feel down. Plus, the image I had projected was beyond me. The media had portrayed me as a cold-hearted, ruthless monster, but I’m really not that way. I’m very down to earth. So, at that time I let people think whatever they wanted to. You see or hear about the crimes and then imagine what kind of individual was behind them. FHF: The judge said your crimes were committed with “cruelty, callousness and viciousness beyond any human understanding.”

RR: It is in no way beyond understanding. Mankind has been like that through out history. In today’s society, people use those qualities - I call them qualities - for all things. It is for self-gratification. It is for sex. It is for excitement. This kind of fervor servers it’s own purpose. It doesn’t obey rules. It runs amok. You see it on the news everyday, but society cannot hang it’s moral and ethical values on me to survive. i do what I must in all ways, and I’m proud of it. The necessity to be myself passes all moral barriers. FHF: Have you been reading a lot? RR: Yes, I read. A book I suggest to everybody is called, “Mysterious Stranger” by Mark Twain. It’s about Satan and his visit here. A good book. I read suspense and horror, somethings that intrigue me. I have always been fascinated by death. FHF: Is death sexual? RR: Sexual? It can be. Next to self-preservation, the sex drive is the most important and powerful behavior in mankind. FHF: When did you first start to think about death?

RR: When I was 11, I had an episode in my life. I saw my cousin shoot his wife. It wasn’t traumatic… but the shock value. I went back into the apartment to collect some things with my dad, because my cousin was in jail. The bed was all bloody. It was there where she had landed after the bullet. She got a .38 to the face. At the same time it was very… uh. The stillness of the room, the eerieness, you know. We had to open the windows to ventilate the room and it was something. It was… (long pause) …it was death! I had known the woman. I had known her very well. I went into the living room and saw her purse. I looked through her purse, saw her ID cards and her things. It was a strange feeling. That was the first time I ever ran across death. Ever since, I was intrigued.

FHF: What is blood to you? RR: Blood is the substance that allows any living thing to exist, but blood is blood. I have heard of people drinking each other’s blood. They cut each other, and they drink it and it’s supposed to be a euphoric feeling. But, you know, blood has no special interest for me. Blood is blood. FHF: Do you believe that when you kill someone, you can obtain that person’s power? RR: That dates back to the Incas and Mayans, they believed in that. It is a possibility, but to me personally? I’ve had no experience with it. FHF: Let me read to you a statement you made at your trial, “I am beyond your experience. I am beyond good and evil. Legions of the night, nightbeed… repeat not the errors of the night prowler, and show no mercy. I will be avenged. Lucifer dwells in us all. That’s it.” What were the night prowler’s errors?   RR: I was under a lot of stress then. What I recall and if my memory serves me correct, I just meant not to believe in the system. Don’t, for a minute, think you’ll get a fair shake when under these circumstances. FHF: Yeah, but were there errors?

I know, you will hate me, but today i have an article for you from a german newspaper. In german of course. I post it bc. it’s quite detailed. The article is about Richard and his groupies, especially about one of his groupies.  The woman, called Susan in the article (what’s not her real name) started to write Richard in 2006. She wrote him more than 600 letters over the years, sometimes 20 letters in one week. Susan was 30 years old and married for ten years (the article is of 2010) and has 2 children. Nobody knew that she was writing Richard, but her husband did. She also sent Richard photos in which she posed for him, taking the poses he wanted to see. In 2007 she visited Richard. She lived 1200 km from San Quentin and traveled 24 hours by bus to see him. That was on July 14, 2007, acc. to the article. The visit started well and Susan was happy to see Richard and at least to put her hands at the pane where he put his hands from the other side of the pane. But then it happened… Richard asked Susan what her scares most and started to talk in an explicitly sexual manner about her children and then he pulled down his pants and masturbated in front of her. Wardens had to intervene, they handcuffed Richard and took him away. Susan was pissed for months, mostly bc. Richard had ruined her  precious visiting time. She continued to write him anyway. 

Strangely Richard had two other female visitors the same day, before Susans visit. And apparently these other two visits  passed without any problems.

That’s what the article says about the visit. Richard lost his privileges in 2007, I suppose bc. of this event. 

“ He wasn’t allowed any personal visits starting in 2004 after he masturbated in front of a young girl who was visiting a relative in the visitor’s room. He lost his privileges again in 2007 when he was caught doing the same thing in front of another girl. ”

”I met a girl in Los Angels once we dated a few times then she moved away all of a sudden. I wonder to this day how she’s doing.”

This is a letter I posted a while back (to Eva)

As you can see, he in the letter I posted, he said

“I used to have a girl in LA. She was blonde and only 17 years old. She ran away from home, she was from Minnesota. Me and her used to roam the streets. She got picked up by police and I never saw her again.”