S&Man (pronounced Sandman) is a psuedo-documentary following the exploits of writer-director J.T. Petty as he delves into the underground horror scene. Petty starts off the film narrating the story of a local urban legend of a video voyuer in his hometown who was unable to be prosecuted due the victims not wanting to press charges because the videos of them would have to be screened in court. Petty describes his admiration for the voyuer being able to get away with this and wanted to make a documentary about him. This admission, while most likely untrue, sets the tone for the film. Not only that, it indicates the viewer as an accessory for watching this. However, Petty put the cart before the horse and got the funding before his intended subject. The peeper turned down Petty’s attempts to film him, so Petty decides to switch gears and focus on another dark territory: fake snuff movies. (more…)
Bangor, Maine I know there are some extremely jealous married women out there, especially when it comes to any “ex” their husband may have. At one time, prior to being married, Mr. Goat called me by his ex’s name. I stopped in my tracks, turned around, and gave him one of those “What the…” looks and as the realization of what had happened settled into that sometimes confusing head of his, he explained how it should be taken as a compliment. Fourteen years later, I’m still processing that statement. My point is: I didn’t beat him to a bloody pulp over the mention of her name, I didn’t maim him after running into her at some store. No. I save those feelings of rage for leaving cabinet doors open, toilet seat lids up, and grape jelly smeared across the counter-top – those daily reminders that some men are just brain damaged. Not once has jealousy sent me into a tailspin to where I’d take a plastic ball bat and ram it through his ballsack to his guts.
The same cannot be said for Roxanne Jeskey, the 48-year-old crazy bitch who’s now accused of the torture and death of her husband because of a phone call between he and his ex. (more…)
Lakewood, Washington Cars are stolen every day. Some are found and returned, some are sent to chop shops for parts, and some are wrecked by their drunken/high/stupid thieves. Alfred Keith Roberts chose the wrong car to steal. Roberts, better known as “Cool-Aid”, allegedly stole Randy Harbin’s car earlier this year, with Harbin’s drugs still inside. Obviously, Harbin couldn’t just report the theft to the police because of the drugs, so he found his own way to handle the situation. Harbin’s solution involved duct tape, a knife, and a video camera. He and his accomplices would have been wiser to leave out the camera. (more…)
Wes Craven’s landmark rape-revenge horror film that launched his career as well the “torture porn” genre of horror that has risen up over the past decade, “Last House” first assaulted its audience in 1972. Heralded in by one of the most infamous (and duplicated) ad campaigns ever that encouraged it’s audience that if the film got too intense for them to repeat the mantra “It’s only a movie…only a movie…..only a movie”, the film was one of the few movies for its time whose ads was more than just a shock tactic. (more…)
By Evil Twin Jess
Los Angeles, California Herbert Tracy White first met Edward and Melissa Garcia at an ATM in Hollywood, where they bummed cigarettes and money from him. He later told his wife he was helping out a “lovely young couple”. Herbert was a former alcoholic, who had turned his life around and become known for helping those down on their luck. According to his wife, he would often answer the phone and go out in the middle of the night to give rides to intoxicated acquaintances because he didn’t want anyone to drive drunk. The holidays were his “busy time of year”, due to all the parties, so when he got a call at 2 a.m. on November 28 asking for a ride, it was nothing out of the ordinary. Except that he never came home. (more…)
Spokane, WA: I have always wondered how the major media outlet chooses their news articles. Most people get their news from television or newspapers, etc. We all know names like: Polly Klass, Adam Walsh, Casey Anthony and Carlie Brucia. When these cases were at their apex, the national networks featured little else.
Me? I cruise the WWW looking at cases just as egregious, yet they never seem to find the spotlight. For those who don’t know, these atrocities are almost pandemic in their frequency. I never lose that sense of anger when I read what these innocent children went through. As a minister, I’d like to think that the souls of the children are taken away before these things happen. (more…)
The latest in the series of SNL skits turned into full length features, “MacGruber” bravely steals defeat from the jaws of victory at most every point during it’s run time. One blurb says it’s the best SNL movie since “Wayne’s World”, (a statement I agree with) which is comparable to smelling pieces of shit and saying “this one doesn’t smell as bad as the other four or five”. (more…)
Eureka, California Just how crazy is crazy? This seems to be an ongoing debate in the court system these days when defense attorneys are using the “insanity” plea as a way to get their client a reduced sentence, sentenced to a mental facility, or better yet, acquittal. I really believe anyone who’s committing the majority of these crimes are crazy and should face the same fate to which everyone else is subjected. There have been too many cases “won” under this umbrella and honestly, it just fucking makes me sick. One of my favorite examples is Andrea Yates, the female-type psycho bitch from hell who systematically drowned her 5 children in their bathtub and then laid their dead bodies out for display on a bed. Is that the act of a rational human being? HELL NO. Is she insane? Probably – again, that was not the act of a rational human being. However, I will never believe, in the course of time it took to chase, hunt down, and drown each child, something didn’t snap in that fucked up head of hers that made her say, ‘hey, this is insane”, and like quit at drowning child #3. But now instead of a jail cell, she spends her time sitting in the day room of some “home”, drugged up and happy as a clam away from other women in prison who had to leave their children at home. But then there’s criminals like Jarrod Wyatt, who also did not display the actions of a rational human being as cops charged his home and found him standing naked and bloody on the couch towering over the body of his good friend. (more…)
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania There’s a reason I avoid reading some stories in the news. As much as I believe in exposing perpetrators who abuse, rape, and kill children, I find it almost impossible to write them up. I tend to get a little attached, especially when they include a picture of the child. I honestly cannot wrap my brain around it. (It’s not saying I can wrap my brain around someone screwing an animal, a corpse, or stuff like that but it’s so bizarre it makes it entertaining to research in such a sick way) But killing a child, an elderly person, or someone who’s mentally equal to a child through torture and abuse, well, I just get really sick…and pissed. And unfortunately the damn eye doctor fixed me up with the ability to see again and my damn eyes fucked me over. They scanned the following story until I reached the rage stage and now I can’t get it out of my head. Allow me to introduce 30-year-old Jennifer Daugherty, a loving, trusting mentally challenged woman who bumped up against the wrong crowd. (more…)