I think that humans rarely understand ourselves. Even trained psychologists don’t fully understand the underlying motivations of some humans. I also believe we are all very similar in our desires and thoughts. Some people are better at controlling the evil than others, but we all have the thoughts (from time to time).

The older I get the more I believe that serial killers and the so-called insane give us insight into the human condition and thought process. Those insane merely don’t control the evil the way well adjusted people do.

Before someone goes crazy I don’t want to become a serial killer, I really just want to understand people better and I find serial killers (especially the Zodiac who never got caught) very interesting. Mainly because he had to be a normal person and blend in with society or he would have been caught. He killer a large number of people across more than a decade.

The first letter he sent to authorities in attempt to get credit for his work. So, my theory is that serial killers are typically people who didn’t get the credit they felt they deserved in one way or another throughout their lives. Let’s dive into this first letter of his and see what the hell it is I am talking about.

Zodiac is talking about the first person (a woman) that he killed.

SHE WAS YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL BUT NOW SHE IS BATTERED AND DEAD. SHE IS NOT
THE FIRST AND SHE WILL NOT BE THE LAST I LAY AWAKE NIGHTS THINKING ABOUT MY
NEXT VICTIM.

He found a woman he liked, he found beautiful, and for some reason he felt he couldn’t have her in his life in a meaningful fashion, so he fixed that and made her a more permanent part of his life. She was now “his.”

MAYBE SHE WILL BE THE BEAUTIFUL BLOND THAT BABYSITS NEAR THE LITTLE STORE AND WALKS DOWN THE DARK ALLEY EACH EVENING ABOUT SEVEN.

He describes the type of person he wanted to kill next. He was describing the type of woman he found attractive. As killing someone etches them into your brain he wanted this type of woman etched. He also mentions walking around seven in the evening. So, he is either waiting for sundown, or he has a job that keeps him busy during the day (likely both).

OR MAYBE SHE WILL BE THE SHAPELY BLUE EYED BROWNETT THAT SAID NO WHEN I ASKED HER FOR A DATE IN HIGH SCHOOL.

Speaking as a guy, when you are younger, asking a woman out takes courage. Being told no isn’t a big deal, but the way some women go about it just messes with your mind. Perhaps some woman who fits this description laughed at him and recalled it for years, and it bothered him, and perhaps made him have this type of woman in his mind because of that memory.

BUT MAYBE IT WILL NOT BE EITHER. BUT I SHALL CUT OFF HER FEMALE PARTS AND DEPOSIT THEM FOR THE WHOLE CITY TO SEE. SO DON’T MAKE IT TO EASY FOR ME. KEEP YOUR SISTERS, DAUGHTERS, AND WIVES OFF THE STREETS AND ALLEYS.

Not sure what he is going for here, but some men are obsessed with female body parts. Perhaps he just took it to an extreme.

MISS BATES WAS STUPID. SHE WENT TO THE SLAUGHTER LIKE A LAMB. SHE DID NOT PUT UP A STRUGGLE. BUT I DID. IT WAS A BALL. I FIRST PULLED THE MIDDLE WIRE FROM THE DISTRIBUTOR. THEN I WAITED FOR HER IN THE LIBRARY AND FOLLOWED HER OUT AFTER ABOUT TWO MINUTS.

He is complimenting how smart this made him feel. Perhaps throughout his life people told him he wasn’t smart enough to do certain things and he has no self confidence in this area. This could be a way of him working on that issue.

THE BATTERY MUST HAVE BEEN ABOUT DEAD BY THEN. I THEN OFFERED TO HELP. SHE WAS THEN VERY WILLING TO TALK TO ME. I TOLD HER THAT MY CAR WAS DOWN THE STREET AND THAT I WOULD GIVE HER A LIFT HOME. WHEN WE WERE AWAY FROM THE LIBRARY WALKING, I SAID IT WAS ABOUT TIME. SHE ASKED ME “ABOUT TIME FOR WHAT”. I SAID IT WAS ABOUT TIME FOR HER TO DIE.

She obviously knew him in some way, but she worked at a library so she met lots of people.

I GRABBED HER AROUND THE NECK WITH MY HAND OVER HER MOUTH AND MY OTHER HAND WITH A SMALL KNIFE AT HER THROAT. SHE WENT VERY WILLINGLY. HER BREAST FELT VERY WARM AND FIRM UNDER MY HANDS, BUT ONLY ONE THING WAS ON MY MIND.

Again his obsession with female body parts is obvious.

MAKING HER PAY FOR THE BRUSH OFFS THAT SHE HAD GIVEN ME DURING THE YEARS PRIOR.

Maybe he had attempted to flirt with her, and she refused him. Maybe she didn’t even realize he was doing it, but for some reason he felt she had been unfriendly. Maybe she was just shy and didn’t engage in a conversation but she had obviously been (in his mind) unkind to her.

SHE DIED HARD. SHE SQUIRMED AND SHOOK AS I CHOAKED HER, AND HER LIPS TWICHED. SHE LET OUT A SCREAM ONCE AND I KICKED HER HEAD TO SHUT HER UP. I PLUNGED THE KNIFE INTO HER AND IT BROKE. I THEN FINISHED THE JOB BY CUTTING HER THROAT.

She made him feel pain (emotional) so he was going to be sure she felt pain. He was angry.

I AM NOT SICK. I AM INSANE.

BUT THAT WILL NOT STOP THE GAME. THIS LETTER SHOULD BE PUBLISHED FOR ALL TO READ IT.

Perhaps he is insane, perhaps it was a temporary insanity as he obviously blended in well with society. I am surprised some conspiracy theory person hasn’t said he was a composite of various CIA operators designed to keep the public looking for something while they did something else they didn’t want to public to focus on, like some kind of elaborate false flag.

IT JUST MIGHT SAVE THAT GIRL IN THE ALLEY. BUT THAT’S UP TO YOU. IT WILL BE ON YOUR CONSCIENCE. NOT MINE. YES, I DID MAKE THAT CALL TO YOU ALSO. IT WAS JUST A WARNING. BEWARE…I AM STALKING YOUR GIRLS NOW. 

  1. CHIEF OF POLICE

ENTERPRISE

He wants contest. He views this whole thing as a game he is playing.

In short, was Zodiac someone known to people? Was he the quiet guy in class? Was he someone’s coworker, the guy that always showed up for that after work beer. One thing is certain, in ways he was just a normal person. In others, he lost control of his demons from time to time, but were they his demons or were they the demons of every human walking the planet.

Zodiac-confession

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