Serial Killers - RICHARD RAMIREZ - The Satanic Night Stalker

Richard Muñoz Ramirez (born February 29, 1960 in El Paso, Texas) is a convicted serial killer awaiting execution on California's death row at San Quentin State Prison. Prior to his capture, Ramirez was dubbed the "Night Stalker" by the news media as he terrorized California with a series of car and home abductions, *****, and ******* during the first half of 1985.







THE EARLY YEARS



Ramirez was born in February 1960, he was the youngest of seven ******** and his ****** was a Mexican-American railway worker, Julian Ramirez, who lived in El Paso, Texas. Ricky, as he liked to be known, was a sad and solitary ***** who would play truant and spend hours in the town's video arcades, glue sniffing or smoking *********.

At a young age he began shoplifting, picking pockets and burgling homes to raise money for his **** habits and his school reports were woeful. He was sent to a home for juvenile delinquents in 1977, the same year that his criminal record began. Ramirez came to the police's attention several more times before finally being given probation in 1982 for possession of *********.

Fed up with El Paso, he quit and moved to San Francisco and later to Los Angeles. He developed an interest in guns and knives, got hooked on ******* and took an unhealthy interest in Satanism.

At this time, Ricky Ramirez was not a pleasant sight.

He ***** rough, wore dirty black t-shirts and jeans and had bad teeth and bad skin. He lived on a diet of junk food, cola and cakes.

But despite having no job he always had money.
He boasted to friends about possessing a master key to several cars, which he stole at whim. He burgled homes and warehouses for electrical appliances and jewellery, which he sold on to finance his ******* habit. Eventually the LAPD caught up with him and he spent time in jail for car theft.

Not long after his release in the spring of 1984 he embarked on the road to becoming a serial killer.






THE ******* SPREE






Richard Ramirez’s random and inexplicable ****** spree began on June 28, 1984, in Glassel Park, Calif., a small suburban community in Los Angeles. He parked his car down the street and quietly made his way up to a two-story apartment building. His eyes began scanning the area looking for an easy target. A heat wave was moving through the area, so he had little trouble finding an apartment with an open window. The open window he chose belonged to 79-year-old Jennie Vincow.

****** was the farthest thing from his mind at the moment. He was more interested in stealing the woman’s valuables to support his growing **** addiction. With gloved hands, he quietly removed the screen from the window and crawled inside. According to Philip Carlo’s 1996 book, The Night Stalker, Ramirez immediately made his way to the bedroom and began looking through the drawers, careful not to make a sound. Nothing. There was not one thing of value for him there. He became enraged at the elderly woman ******** on the bed and decided to take his anger out on her. He quietly removed his hunting ***** from its sheath and made his way toward her bed. He stood over her momentarily and contemplated his next move. ******* was something new to him and he did not want to make any mistakes. He held the ***** up high and quickly brought it down on her chest. She immediately awoke and began screaming for her life, but he ignored her cries and continued to stab her again and again. After he tired of stabbing her, he placed his hand over her mouth and with one quick flick of the ***** slit her throat. It was suddenly over just as quickly as it began. The elderly woman was dead and her killer stood over her panting. The act had excited him beyond his expectations and the thrill of the **** aroused him sexually. He quickly disrobed and performed *********** on the corpse

Later that day, Mrs. Vincow’s *** discovered the grisly scene and reported it to police. Investigators were stumped. There was no apparent motive for the ****** and the suspect had left few clues behind.

Less than a year later, on the night of March 17, 1985, Ramirez struck again. Hiding in the shadows of a Rosemead condominium complex he waited and watched for a victim to appear. He did not have to wait long before spotting 20-year-old Maria Hernandez pulling into one of the driveways. As she stepped out of her car, Ramirez jumped out from the darkness and raised his ***. Maria pled for her life as she instinctively raised her hand to protect herself. Ramirez pulled the trigger. Maria fell to the ground and Ramirez stepped over her body and walked into her condo. But Maria was not dead. Amazingly, the bullet had deflected off the car keys she had been holding and she was only pretending to be dead. Upon entering the condo, Ramirez was taken off guard by the sight of Maria’s roommate, 34-year-old Dayle Okazaki. Ramirez quickly raised his *** and fired a shot directly at her head. A single bullet entered her brain, ******* the young woman instantly. Ramirez quickly fled, but in his hurry he dropped his baseball cap, with an AC/DC insignia. Maria, still badly shaken, described her assailant as tall, gaunt man with bulging eyes and widely spaced, rotten teeth. She also said she thought he might be Hispanic.

According to Clifford L. Linedecker’s 1991 book, Night Stalker, Ramirez was angered by his foul up and waited less then an hour to strike again. He drove to the Monterey Park area and ambushed 30-year-old Tsai-Lian Yu. Ramirez **** the young woman out of her car and fired several shots in rapid succession. Afterward, he got into his own car and drove away just as quickly as he had appeared.

Less than two weeks later, on March 27, 1985, Ramirez broke into the home of 64-year-old Vincent Zazarra and his 44-year-old wife Maxine. Vincent was ******** on the sofa when Ramirez snuck up on him and shot him point blank in the head. Vincent died almost immediately, however his wife was not so lucky. Ramirez shot her three times and then began to continuously stab her all over her body. When he tired of the motions, he slowed down and began carving designs into her flesh. Afterward, he ransacked the house, and then, before leaving, he carved out both of Maxine’s eyes.

Carlo wrote that when investigators were summoned to the scene a few days later they discovered footprints in the flowerbed, which they photographed and casted. The bullets were later determined to have come from the same *** as the ones in previous attacks and investigators were now certain that they had a crazed serial killer on their hands.

The killer waited a little longer before striking again, but by April 14, 1985, he broke into the Monterey home of 65-year-old Harold Wu and his 56-year-old wife Jean. As Ramirez made his way towards the bedroom, he cocked his *** in anticipation. Chambering the bullet made a loud clicking noise, which immediately alerted Harold. As Ramirez entered the bedroom he noticed Harold reaching for his 9-millimeter ******. Ramirez quickly raised his own *** and fired one shot, striking the man just above the upper lip. Ramirez went to fire a second round, but his *** jammed. He then used his gloved fists to beat Harold ***********. Afterwards, he picked up the 9-millimeter ****** and set his sites on Jean, who was now awake and trembling. The elderly woman was unable to run away and Ramirez began to pummel the woman with his fists. After a few minutes he decided to have a look around and bound the elderly woman’s hands together with thumb cuffs. Ramirez ransacked the home looking for valuables, but found nothing of great significance. The thrill of the crime had excited him, so he returned to the bedroom and violently ***** Jean Wu. Afterwards, he kissed her and left the home with whatever belongings he could carry. Moments later, Harold came to and crawled to the telephone. He dialed 911 and when the operator answered he muttered, "Help, please help me," before *********** again.

Emergency personnel quickly arrived at the scene and began treating the elderly couple. Harold was in a dire state and Jean was in catatonic shock. At first they thought Harold was going to make it, but their best efforts were not enough to save him and he died during the trip to the hospital. Jean survived the ******, but was unable to tell investigators what had happened. Dark skinned man, bad teeth, and a black *** were about the only things they could get out of her. Once again footprints were discovered at the scene. The prints, along with the bullet, were later matched to those left behind at the other scenes. The Los Angeles Times dubbed the unknown killer "The Night Stalker."

On May 29, 1985, 83-year-old Malvia Keller and her invalid ******, 80-year-old Blanche Wolfe, were attacked in Keller's Monrovia home. Ramirez beat both women with a hammer and ransacked the home. Afterward, he took lipstick and drew a pentagram on Keller's inner thigh. He then drew a second one on the bedroom wall. Four days later a horrified gardener discovered the sisters and contacted the police. Keller survived, but Wolfe died soon thereafter. It was later revealed that Ramirez had tried to **** Keller during the ******.

On May 30, 1985, in Burbank, Ramirez attacked 41-year-old Ruth Wilson in her home. Linedecker wrote that after tying up the victim’s 12-year-old ***, Ramirez ***** and sodomized her. "Don't look at me," he snarled. "If you look at me again, I'll shoot you." Afterward, he slashed her once with his ***** and told her she was lucky. "I don’t know why I’m letting you live," he whispered. He then let her *** out of the closet and handcuffed them together. Ramirez left them there and later the young boy was able to get to a phone and call 911. When police later questioned Ruth she described her attacker as a tall Hispanic with long dark hair.

Just 10 years earlier Los Angeles had dealt with The Hillside Stranglers and now it was sheer panic all over again. The police department placed extra manpower in every area of the city. Sketched pictures of The Night Stalker were distributed throughout the region and police stopped and investigated numerous men who fit the bill. Residents began buying guns and hardware stores began selling out of locks and deadbolts. Nonetheless, Ramirez was not scared of being caught and felt that Satan himself was protecting him from danger.

On June 27, 1985, Ramirez ***** a 6-year-old girl in Arcadia and the following day the body of 32-year-old Patty Elaine Higgins was found in her Arcadia home. Ramirez had beaten the woman within an inch of her life and then slit her throat. Afterwards he ransacked her home. Just five days later, on July 2, Ramirez struck again and ******** 75-year-old Mary Louise Cannon. Like Patty Higgins, she had been beaten, her throat slit, and the house ransacked.

Three days later, On July 5, Ramirez attacked 16-year-old Deidre Palmer in Arcadia. He savagely beat the young girl with a tire iron and left her for dead. Amazingly, she survived her injuries. Just two days later, the body of 61-year-old Joyce Lucille Nelson was found in her home in Monterey Park. Ramirez had bludgeoned her to death. Later that same night, in Monterey Park, Ramirez attacked 63-year-old Linda Fortuna. He attempted to **** her, but was unable to maintain an erection. Frustrated, he quickly ransacked her house and left without ******* her.

On July 20, 1985, Ramirez broke into the Glendale home of 66-year old Maxson Kneiling and his wife Lela, also 66. Ramirez shot both of them in the head and ********* their corpses. Just hours later Ramirez struck again. This time in Sun Valley, where he broke into the home of 32-year-old Chitat Assawahem and his wife Sakima, 29. Ramirez shot Chitat as he ***** and then ***** and beat his wife. Ramirez then tied up Sakima and gathered up $30,000 in cash and jewelry. He was not yet ready to leave though and turned his anger on the couple's eight-year-old ***, whom he ******** sodomized before leaving.

Less than a month later, on Aug. 6, 1985, Ramirez broke into the Northridge home of 38-year-old Christopher Petersen and his wife, 27-year-old Virginia. Ramirez shot both of them in the head, but amazingly both survived. Mr. Petersen was a large man, and despite his injuries, he was able to chase the intruder away.

Ramirez waited just two days to strike again, this time in Diamond Bar, Calif. He broke into the home of 35-year-old Ahmed Zia and his wife, 28-year-old Suu Kyi. Ramirez quickly disposed of Ahmed with a bullet to the head and then ***** and sodomized Suu Kyi.

The police were now facing a barrage of criticism from the public. The crimes were becoming more frequent and the cooling-off periods were becoming even shorter. With all the added publicity about his crimes, and the manhunt to find the killer, Ramirez began to panic and fled north to continue his ****** spree.

On Aug. 24, 1985, Ramirez traveled to Mission Viejo, some 50 miles south of Los Angeles. According to Michael Newton, author of the Encyclopedia of Serial Killers, he then broke into the home of 29-year-old Bill Carns and his fiancée, 27-year-old Inez Erickson. Ramirez shot Carns in the head and then proceeded to **** Erickson. Afterwards, he demanded she swear her love for Satan and then he tied her up and left. Erickson quickly worked herself free of her constraints and ran to the window just in time to see the assailant get into an orange colored car. She then called 911. Earlier that same night, a young man had noticed an orange Toyota circling the neighborhood. It struck him as suspicious and he wrote down the license plate number. The following day he contacted the police about the car.

When investigators ran the license plate, they learned that the car had recently been stolen. An APB was immediately put out and two days later the car was found abandoned in a seedy Los Angeles neighborhood. Police spent the next several days watching the car, but their suspect never came back for it. Later, as crime scene specialists and finger print technicians went over the car they came up with a single print on the rearview mirror. It took several hours for the computer to match the print, but it eventually identified the suspect as Ricardo "Richard" Leyva Ramirez. Finally the police knew the Night Stalker’s identity. Now they had to find him.





ARREST





When Ramirez stepped off a Greyhound bus in LA on Saturday 31st August after arriving from Phoenix (where he had been buying *******), he soon realised that his luck had run out.
As he walked into Tito's ****** Store in the Hispanic heartland of East LA to buy his usual sugary breakfast, a can of Pepsi and a packet of doughnuts, he glanced down at the newspaper rack. He saw his own photo staring back at him under the headline "Police Identify Stalker Suspect".

Ramirez knew the game was up.

He turned on his heels and ran for two miles. Police cars descended on the area amid reports that the Night Stalker had been spotted. Ramirez tried to commandeer a car but the driver fought him off and a group of bystanders rushed to her aid. He fled, jumping over fences and into the back gardens of homes in this tough East LA neighbourhood.

It was an area where many Hispanic fugitives from justice might expect to be hidden by locals simply because of their ethnic origins. But the Night Stalker's horrific and indiscriminate crimes granted him only hatred and contempt from the Mexican-American community.

Carpenter Luis Munoz hit him with his barbecue tongs when he emerged over his garden fence. But Ramirez escaped and found 56-year-old Faustino Pinon working on his car. He got into the driver's seat and was about to turn the ignition key when Mr Pinon gripped him in a headlock. Eventually Ramirez broke free and ran towards a car that Angelina de la Torres was just about to drive off in.

He ordered her out and shouted: "Te voy a matar! (I'm going to **** you!)"

"El Matador! El Matador! (The Killer!)", she screamed and whacked him with the car door. Her husband, Manuel, came to her aid and soon Ramirez was surrounded by a mob of neighbours, many of whom were armed with steel bars and tools. He ran but was soon cornered, beaten to the ground and then pinned there until police arrived and took him into custody. A mob had to be held back as they surrounded the police station and shouted: "Hang him!"

Ramirez is said to have told police, "I did it, you know. You guys got me, the Stalker."

He also hummed the tune of AC-DC's song Night Prowler and told detectives, "You think I'm crazy, but you don't know Satan."

It seemed like an open and shut case, but when it came to trial (after repeated delays caused by Ramirez firing his lawyers) he claimed he was innocent and a victim of mistaken identity.

His attorney, Ray Clark, said repeated use of pictures of Ramirez on television had contaminated the identification evidence of key witnesses.

Witness identification expert Elizabeth Loftus told the trial that research showed that people often have difficulty identifying people of a different race and often make mistakes when their attention is focused on his *** or *****.

Julian Ramirez also claimed his *** had been at home in El Paso on the night of Mabel Bell's ******.
 
TRIAL AND VERDICT





Upon his arrest, Ramirez, 26, was charged with fourteen ******* and thirty-one other felonies related to his 1985 ******, **** and robbery spree. A fifteenth ****** in San Francisco also hung over his head, with the potential for a trial in Orange County for **** and attempted ******.

Early in the case, two public defenders were appointed to Richard Ramirez, but he disliked them. Another defense attorney came and went before the Ramirez ****** retained Daniel and Arturo Hernandez (not related). They had never before tried a death penalty case, but had worked together on homicide cases. Their presentation wasn't helped much when at the arraignment in October 1985, Ramirez flashed a pentagram drawn on his palm and shouted, "Hail Satan!"

Apparently this kind of behavior raised anxiety levels, because on another occasion when the courtroom lights suddenly went out, the deputy marshals drew their pistols and told everyone to hit the floor. They then dragged Ramirez out of the courtroom.

The Hernandezes began their long list of pre-trial motions by filing for a change of venue, insisting that the adverse publicity in Los Angeles County had infected the entire community, and hence, the jury pool. Ramirez could not receive a fair trial, they claimed, because many middleclass people in the area had an image embedded in their consciousness of the Night Stalker breaking into their homes. In fact, a survey they had done indicated that 93% of 300 people polled had heard about Ramirez, and the majority believed that he was guilty.

On January 10, 1987, the Los Angeles Times* reported the decision in this thirteen-day hearing—a taste of things to come. Judge Dion Morrow said that given the substantial pool of potential jurors in the county, he did not believe that argument was sound. "This is the largest community, I think," he stated, "of any court system in the country." As Ramirez was led in chains from the courtroom, he grinned at his growing coterie of female supporters. Some believed in his innocence. Others just thought he was cute.

In another hearing, Judge Elva Soper granted a request for a gag order on both sides.

By May, a trial date was set for the end of September. That proved to be highly optimistic. This case was going to spread into other states and even Mexico, seeking witnesses and evidence. The defense team would also introduce an exhausting round of delays, from appeals to out-of-town interviews to outright disappearances.

Ramirez actually testified in pre-trial proceedings, clad in a three-piece gray suit and red tie. He denied that he had spontaneously told Sergeant Ed Esqueda upon his August 31 arrest, "I did it, you know. You guys got me, the Stalker." His lawyers said that the officer had not recorded the statements and they wanted them stricken. Superior Court Judge Michael Tynan, who would sit for the trial, denied the motion. (Sergeant George Thomas would later testify at the trial that he wrote down that Ramirez had said, "Of course I did it. So what? Shoot me. I deserve to die." Then he had hummed a tune called "Night Prowler.")

Other than that appearance, Ramirez sat through most of his numerous hearings, slouching in his chair, drumming his fingers on the table, and bobbing his head as if listening to rock music. He seemed oblivious to the seriousness of the charges.

When the Hernandezes insisted throughout the final months of 1987 that they needed more time to prepare, the trial date was moved to February. They considered buying more time by pursuing the Orange County trial first.

In November, to avoid an extra trial, one ****** and one felony count were dismissed. All the prosecution had for the ****** was the delayed statement of a witness who had spotted Ramirez a block from the crime scene. Then Judge Tynan also said that he would not allow Ramirez to leave the county, which meant he could not be arraigned in Orange County. The defense attorneys, seeking another ploy, prepared to ask for at least six separate trials to avoid having cases with little good evidence become stronger by association with those that had it.

By January, it appeared that the trial for case # A 7771272 would be postponed another six months, because an appellate court required that the prosecution team supply defense attorneys with records of all crimes over a period of six months in Los Angeles County of a "similar nature" to those of Ramirez. This was a move by the Hernandezes to link some of those that Ramirez was charged with to other cases and possibly other offenders. Prosecutor Phil Halpin called this an "onerous burden" for the cops and asked the court to reconsider. Both sides took it to the state Supreme Court, which would not hear it.

In March, San Francisco authorities had tentatively linked Ramirez to four homicides, a ****, and ten burglaries, but since they had no physical evidence in most of those crimes, they had narrowed their focus to one ******* (Peter Pan), one attempted ****** (Pan's wife), and a burglary that had yielded evidence that led to discovering Ramirez's last name. They were awaiting the conclusion of the LA trial to decide on a date.

In July, as the case neared three years since the arrest, the Times reported that Ramirez had decided against entering a plea of Not Guilty by Reason of Insanity. The judge ordered jury selection to begin. The paper quoted the judge as estimating (correctly) that this alone could take six to eight months. The Hernandezes had sought to have Tynan disqualified based on prejudice against their client. They did not succeed, but once again they claimed they needed more time to prepare.

Impatient with the defense motions (mostly to suppress evidence) that numbered to nearly one hundred, LA County prosecutor Phil Halpin finalized his case and filed the charges, taking the defense by surprise. He claimed he had nearly 1,000 potential witnesses and hundreds of thousands of pages of statements, reports, and photographs. Admitting that it was one of the "most complicated criminal cases" he had seen, he projected a two-year-period for the trial. Thus far, the case had cost over one million dollars and one witness had already died.

The defense asked for yet another extension, but it was time to begin.

On July 21, 1988, jury selection began. (At the same time in Orange County, the jury was being selected for the trial of Randy Kraft, accused of ******* ******* young men.) Judge Tynan decided that they would need twelve jurors and twelve alternates, all of whom had to be impartial and also willing and able to serve for up to two years—a rather tall order even for that county. Carpenters were hired to enlarge the jury box. Tynan figured that to get what they needed, they might have to interview as many as 2,000 people (it turned out to be just short of 1,600).

Alan Yochelson joined Halpin for the prosecution team, and throughout the voir dire, Halpin and Daniel Hernandez traded so many insults that the judge told them to take their macho posturing into a boxing ring. He called them both unprofessional. He also assigned a public defender, Ray Clark, to assist Daniel Hernandez, since Arturo seemed inclined not to be there at times.

The team had not yet disclosed their strategy and they still had numerous appeals pending, particularly one asking to overturn the decision made by a judge who had refused to remove Tynan from the case. Ramirez, often choosing all-black garb, began to don sunglasses as part of his mysterious persona. Although he remained shaggy-haired throughout, reinforcing his rebellious reputation, he got more involved in the proceedings.

On August 3, the LA Times reported that jail employees had overheard a plan by Ramirez to shoot and **** the prosecutor with a *** that someone was going to slip him in the courtroom. A metal detector was installed outside the courtroom and even the lawyers were searched. Ramirez seemed surprised, and no *** was ever found.

Finally after several months, a jury of twelve, with alternates, was seated. Then one juror was dismissed for making racially biased statements about the death penalty.

In January 1989, a state appeals court found Daniel Hernandez "deficient" in presenting another client in an earlier ****** trial. Reportedly, he was "not surprised" by the decision. He also had a record of seeking delays for medical conditions caused by stress. No one knew why the ****** had hired such an inexperienced attorney. He continued to seek delays.

By the end of the month, January 30, the trial began with Halpin's two-hour opening statement about the thirteen ******* and thirty felony charges. He intended to introduce at least four hundred exhibits as evidence, including fingerprints, ballistics evidence, and shoe impressions—one of which had been on the face of one victim. On that same day, the Times reported that in jail in 1985 Ramirez had referred to himself as a "super criminal," claiming he loved to **** and had ******** twenty people. "I love all that *****," a sheriff's deputy quoted him as saying. Halpin hoped to enter these statements as evidence.

Hernandez declined to make an opening statement at this stage. His strategy remained veiled.

Then the case really began. While some witnesses had a difficult time with memory recall four years after the crimes, others were quite certain of their identification of Richard Ramirez. A few offered lengthy descriptions of their ordeal at the hands of Ramirez, sometimes while he leafed through a notebook of ****** crime scene photos. The defendant, when asked, refused to remove his sunglasses.

Halpin used circumstantial evidence to link Ramirez with the Avia shoes that left prints at crime scenes, with his appearance in the vicinity of the crimes, with his shifting MO, and with possession of items removed from the victims or their homes. He also had fingerprints and "signature" evidence. On April 14, after using 137 witnesses and 521 exhibits, the prosecution rested its case. But then, it had become clear that the defense strategy would be that the eight eyewitnesses—some of whom were survivors--had all mistakenly identified Ramirez. Some other guy had done it all. They were granted two weeks to prepare.

One hurdle the defense team had to jump was the numerous pentagrams left at crime scenes, in a car that bore Ramirez's fingerprint, on the thigh of a victim, on Ramirez, and in his cell. This was a means of linking the crimes, especially since Ramirez was a self-proclaimed Satanist. He had allegedly ****** one surviving victim to swear allegiance to Satan as he assaulted her and shot her husband. Besides fingerprint and impression evidence from Avia shoes (allegedly worn by Ramirez, though they could not be found), ballistics evidence showed the use of four different guns, one of which was traced to a man who said he had gotten it from Ramirez.

The defense actually began three weeks later, on May 9, in part because on May 2 one of the prosecution's witnesses was ordered to re-testify. He had admitted to withholding information while under oath as he had described jewelry and consumer items linked to the victims and received from Ramirez. Halpin himself had uncovered the deception and said it was not damaging to the case. Hernandez withheld judgment but looked for an appeal opportunity.

On May 4, the Times ran a piece about Ramirez's state of mind, saying he was gloomy and distraught, and that he did not want to put on a defense. The lawyers told the judge that this was a possibility, although they had advised him otherwise. Tynan granted a recess so they could talk further with their client. Ultimately, it was decided to go on with the trial, and they brought in thirty-eight witnesses.

The defense team essentially claimed that the prosecution's evidence was inconclusive or defective. They took note of the fact that there were many fingerprints at the crime scenes that remained unidentified and that hairs and ***** samples were found that did not belong to the victims or Ramirez. In a surprise move, they had Ramirez's ******, Julian Ramirez-Tapia, take the stand to say that Richard had been in El Paso, Texas, for eight days starting around May 24, 1985. A **** victim had placed him in her home on Memorial Day, and another ******, which had ended in ******, had also occurred between May 29 and June 1. The defense attorneys also found testimony to the effect that police officers had covertly alerted witnesses to Ramirez's position in the line-up after his arrest.

Psychologist Elizabeth Loftus, an expert in eyewitness testimony from the University of Washington, testified that the stress of assault may have affected the witnesses' ability to accurately recall details. She also pointed out that errors are more likely when the attacker and victim are of different races. Yet she conceded under cross-examination that those victims who had more than a fleeting exposure to Ramirez were likely to be more accurate.

On May 25, defense witness Sandra Hotchkiss claimed to have been Ramirez's accomplice in numerous daytime burglaries in 1985, some of which had occurred during his alleged ****** spree, and she said that none of these incidents was violent. She added that he was jumpy and amateurish. She broke off with him but was eventually arrested and convicted of other burglaries.

Throughout this phase of the trial, several disturbances occurred, such as charts falling from easels, Daniel Hernandez perspiring profusely, and evidence being erroneously represented. The newspapers pointed out that not once had the defense attorneys claimed their client was innocent. Hernandez commented in the paper that they merely wanted to prove that the prosecution's case was faulty.

Rebuttal witnesses for the prosecution contradicted the testimony of Ramirez's ****** by showing that Ramirez was in fact in Los Angeles having dental work done at the time that his ****** said he was in El Paso. A comparison of Ramirez's teeth to the charts left no doubt, though Ramirez had used an alias. A newspaper reporter, David Hancock, also contradicted the alibi by indicating that he had interviewed Ramirez-Tapia in August 1985, at which time the man had claimed he had not seen his *** in at least two years.

Daniel Hernandez was allowed to fly to Texas to seek out more witnesses who might have seen Ramirez. The jury was allowed to go on vacation until July 10. Hernandez found two witnesses, but Halpin made the point that if he'd gone by plane, Ramirez could still have made it back in time to commit both attacks. One survivor had identified a piece of jewelry as hers that had admittedly been found in the El Paso home of Ramirez's ******, yet relatives of the woman ******** in May 1985 had photos of appliances from her home that had been in Ramirez's possession.
 
In closing arguments that lasted from July 12-25, each side emphasized the weakness in the other side's case and the strengths in it's own. Halpin pointed out that Hernandez had raised issues that he never substantiated, throwing them at the jury as mere diversions. When he was finished, Ramirez turned to the courtroom and smirked.

The judge took two days to instruct the jury, letting them know that a handgun was missing from the evidence inventory, but they had a photograph of it. After nearly a year, the jury finally started deliberations on July 26, with 8,000 pages of trial transcripts and 655 exhibits to consider.

Within a week, one juror who kept falling ****** was replaced. Then on August 14, Phyllis Singletary did not arrive. The judge summoned the jury and told them they could not continue without her, and the court was recessed for the day.

Yet the papers reported that Ms. Singletary had been shot to death in her apartment, and this news ****** through the jury and eight remaining alternates like wildfire. They could not help but wonder if Ramirez had managed this from his prison cell and if he might do something similar to another of them. He certainly had plenty of black-clad groupies who came to court each day to show their support. They recalled the Charles Manson cult from 1969.

Judge Tynan called them into court the next day and told them that Ms. Singletary had been shot by an abusive boyfriend. He assured them the incident was unrelated to the case. An alternate was chosen to replace her, although the woman was so overcome with fear she could not walk to her place. Yet more news was forthcoming. Ms. Singletary's boyfriend used the same weapon with which he'd ****** her to commit suicide in a hotel. He left behind his written confession. They had been arguing over the Ramirez case and he had become enraged by her disapproval of Ramirez's lawyers.

The defense team tried hard to get a mistrial declared, which Halpin opposed. "The case must not go down the drain," he insisted. Debates emerged in the newspapers over the issue, with one psychologist believing the shooting would unconsciously influence the jury against the defendant. However, the jury foreman assured the judge that they could continue. When Ramirez heard this in court, he shouted that it was all "fucked up" and had to be restrained. He continued to act out during the rest of the deliberations, saying that the trial had not been fair, and he was allowed to waive his right to be present in court. Whenever brief hearings were needed, the proceedings were piped into his holding cell.

On September 20, almost two months after they had begun, the jury announced that they had reached a unanimous decision. Ramirez elected not to attend the reading. Neither did his coterie of girlfriends. On each of the forty-three counts, the jury had voted guilty and had affirmed nineteen "special circumstances" that made him eligible for the death penalty. Upon leaving his cell, Ramirez flashed a devil sign—two finger for horns--at photographers and made a single comment: "Evil."

The defense team asked Ramirez to assist with the penalty phase, because without mitigating factors, he surely would be condemned to death.

"Dying doesn't scare me," he responded. "I'll be in hell. With Satan." He told his lawyers that he would not beg. So to everyone's surprise, they offered no witnesses and did not call him to plead for his life. Halpin said later that this decision had caught him "flat-footed." Clark simply argued before the jury that something was obviously wrong with Ramirez and they should be compassionate—sympathy even for the devil. Halpin reviewed his arguments from the trial and urged them to give him his "just desserts."

On October 3, 1989, after four days of deliberations, the jury said they had voted for death for Richard Ramirez. The female members were ******. Ramirez, who was present for this, was led from the courtroom smiling. "Big Deal," he said. "Death always went with the territory." Later as he was led in shackles back to the county jail, he added for reporters, "I'll see you in Disneyland."

On November 9, he was officially sentenced to death nineteen times. Ramirez chatted with his attorneys throughout. Afterward he added to his dark image with his rather incomprehensible speech to the court: "You do not understand me. I do not expect you to. You are not capable of it. I am beyond your experience. I am beyond good and evil. Legions of the night, night breed, repeat not the errors of night prowler and show no mercy. I will be avenged. Lucifer dwells within us all."

He denounced the court officials as liars, haters, and parasitic worms. He said that he'd been misunderstood. As he was led away to eventually join the 262 inmates already on death row in San Quentin—including Freeway Killer Randy Kraft, sentenced a month before--he asked, "Where are the women?" He then flashed his two-fingered devil symbol at a busload of female prisoners, who called out, "Killer!" That made him smile.

While on Death Row at San Quentin jail, Ramirez received fan mail from dozens of girls, many of whom sent him revealing pictures of themselves.

In October 1996 he married Doreen Lioy, a 41-year-old freelance magazine editor with an IQ of 152, in a simple ceremony at San Quentin.

In an interview she said, "The facts of his case ultimately will confirm that Richard is a wrongly-convicted man and I believe fervently that his innocence will be proven to the world."

Ramirez remains on Death Row but continues to appeal against his conviction and sentence. Many would say that Ramirez would be eminently suitable for the gas chamber.


On August 7, 2006 his first round of state appeals ended unsuccessfully when the California Supreme Court upheld his convictions and death sentence.
 
Maybe Mini-D is a serial killer? I mean she does seem to know quite a bit about them...
 
I had a friend in high school whose *** was a death row corrections officer at San Quentin. He told us a couple times of his anecdotes dealing with Richard Ramirez. He said that, of all the inmates on death row, Ramirez was the creepiest of them all. They guy had his cell covered in pentagrams from floor to ceiling, would often babble non-sensical utterings, presumably speaking in "The Master's" tongue. He would repeatedly threaten my friend's *** with having The Master's servants visit his house that night, and other such crap. My friend's *** would just reply, "OK, just tell tell them not to step on the flowerbeds, or my wife will be pissed," or, "I'll be waiting for them. Just tell them to come during a commercial break so they don't interrupt Monday Night Football." Each time he made a smart remark like that Ramirez would go apeshit and start yelling. :1orglaugh What a douche bag.
 
My friend's *** would just reply, "OK, just tell tell them not to step on the flowerbeds, or my wife will be pissed," or, "I'll be waiting for them. Just tell them to come during a commercial break so they don't interrupt Monday Night Football."

LOL your friend's *** kicks ass
 
Ramirez is one serial killer I really havent had much interest in, so I havent read that much about him. But I can say the events leading up to his being caught is pure gold. :D
 
I say shoot ramirez in the face.

Georges,

The average death row inmate can stay on death row and continues to file appeals for 22 years. But a serial killer could escape United States to EU (i.e. France) and commit another ******, so US can not extradite the serial killer until he finishes his sentence in a EU prison which is another 15-20 years.

Then even if he returns to US, the treaty between US and France would not allow him to be executed.

So get another death row inmate to shoot Ramirez. The going price in California is around $20K-$25K ! The money goes to the ****** of that death row inmate. But since Ramirez is in lock down for 23 hours a day, it is quite difficult to execute someone without the Guard to let loose the executioner !:ban:
 
Richard Ramirez has been in jail, prison for almost 21 years since his arrest back in 1985.

He fitted the "Justice Profile" of serving a minimal of 22 years before execution. As California Supreme Court turned him down, he can still appeal to US Supreme Court and the verdict is unlikely to be overturned or even heard.

So Ramirez is likely to be executed on or around 22 years after he was arrested.
 
Like most serial killers, and I studied them a LOT for college, Ramirez was an attention seeker. Lots of these killers do way better socially in prison because there is constant attention paid to them. I'm certain that's not the thing that motivates them to **** (at least not the only thing), but each one is pretty different, and most have a sexual element to their *******.

I mean, can you say that he isn't/wasn't an attention whore, given his conduct in court? Pretty bold of him to grin and carve pentagrams on his hands, since he wasn't being run down by an angry mob at that point.

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.....This guy is wasting good taxpayer money by staying alive as well as other douchebags that have done heinous crimes that are as unspeakable as the crimes Ramirez commited in the 80's. I say the minute that authorites find by the evidence that proves beyond a shadow of a doubt of their guilt , these assholes should lose their life for the attrocities based on the crimes......"live by the ***** ......Die by the *****"

If you did it......you should pay....end of story!!:mad:
 
I lived in so cal during the time that he was butchering people. He was one of THE most sadistic, ****** killers ever. No one was safe because he entered houses in the summer thru open windows sometimes even on the 2nd floor. Ramerez was the one of the most hated & evil killers ever. Trully shocking what he did to some of his victims. I really wish the people that beat him up would have ****** him....he doesnt deserve to be sitting in jail for the last 20 years.
 
I proclaim a "sugar, ***** and Southern California defense" for this highly misunderstood man. You see, he's the victim of a society greater than himself. For why didn't anybody come to his rescue when he was in need ? How could you overly judgmental people have abandoned this lonely man who simply sought out, in all desperation, a medium in which to express himself ? !!!

The whole collective society is to blame not Ramirez !!
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NYU law "criteria"
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.....This guy is wasting good taxpayer money by staying alive as well as other douchebags that have done heinous crimes that are as unspeakable as the crimes Ramirez commited in the 80's. I say the minute that authorites find by the evidence that proves beyond a shadow of a doubt of their guilt , these assholes should lose their life for the attrocities based on the crimes......"live by the ***** ......Die by the *****"

If you did it......you should pay....end of story!!:mad:

I don't really want to get into a whole thing here again, but let's just say that i agree with your idea. However, what should be done if that proof isn't beyond a shadow of a doubt?
 
I lived in so cal during the time that he was butchering people.

I was living in so cal back then too.
Beyond the horrific ******* I can remember being stunned that he was also ****** old women, and that during the trial he was attracting (as the article states) a cadre of groupies :wtf:

I wasn't aware this utter and complete waste of skin was still alive. Here's hoping that miscarriage of justice is amended as soon as possible.
 
reading the trial description was very interesting. Clearly Ramirez is deranged and almost certainly a ******. But it seems much likely that several of the ******* were not committed by him.

By putting so much emphasis on the high profile psycho serial killer, it seems apparent that often mundane, but no less important, ******* aren't fully examined and there are many killers that are not brought to justice.

other serial ******* in circumstances that don't fit the public perception, such as urban **** related homicides, are often not fully investigated either.
 
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