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the Kappa Alpha Theta sorority. In the early morning of the 11 th June 1974, she walked through an
alleyway from her boyfriend‘s dormitory residence to her sorority house, and was never seen again. [1][2]
The Chi Omega killings; on the 15 th January 1978: he bludgeoned to death two Chi Omega sorority
sisters Lisa Levy aged 20, Margaret Bowman aged 21, at Florida State University in Tallahassee and
seriously injured three other girls; Karen Chandler, Kathy Kleiner and Cheryl Thomas who was also
clubbed in her bed, eight blocks away from the Chi Omega Sorority house. Bundy made repeated
statements regarding pornography being at the roots of his crimes, he stated that while it didn‘t cause him
to commit murder, the consumption of violent pornography subliminally; shaped and moulded his violence
into; behaviour too terrible to describe.
He alleged that he felt that violence in the media; particularly sexualised violence, sent boys; ―...down
the road to being Ted Bundy‘s‖. In the same interview, Bundy stated: ―You are going to kill me, and that
will protect society from me. But out there are many, many more people who are addicted to pornography,
and you are doing nothing about that‖. So here you have it, straight from the horse‘s mouth, he clearly
see‘s the subliminal connection that spurred him on and on, and to a fragile mind with tendencies to
addiction - that‘s all it takes for certain individuals to lose the plot and react like that. [1][2]
[1] "Ted Bundy - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ted_Bundy
[2] "Within The Minds of Madness -
73. Hazing
Hazing in a sense bullying, it‘s the persecution and harassment of its new members, and viewed upon
as a ‗rite of passage‘, by giving them meaningless, difficult, dangerous or humiliating tasks to perform,
exposing them to ridicule, or playing practical jokes on them, something like giving someone a toothbrush
and expecting then to clean the showers, or perhaps pointing out how small or large their manhood may be.
Putting, holly leaves, rose-stems, broken glass or simply dog or human shit inside their bed, or hanging a
bucket of urine over a doorway, so they get covered by the other members of the fraternity‘s piss, - whom
jointly filled the bucket up in the first place. These are just some milder examples of the kinds of things
that have taken place. [1]
Hazing is a crime in 44 states, and most educational institutions have their own definitions of what
hazing is, though prohibitions against it. [1] While hazing is commonly associated with Greek letter
fraternities, it‘s also present in other college and university communities, as well as among football and
rugby clubs, or other athletic teams and groups, and particularly so in the military, and where Deepcut
Barracks in the UK comes to mind. Hazing also used to be prevalent in initiation ceremonies among the
groups of the emergency services here in the UK, but following bad publicity in the early 80‘s, it‘s
apparently ceased.
I was brought up in this kind of culture and have seen both sides of the coin. It‘s quite easy to go along
with it, and in the frenzy of it all, it can and does many a time get out of control and especially so when
alcohol and drugs are involved.
One of my first jobs not long after leaving school, so I was around 16 years old, - was working in a rag
and bone yard, in Brick Lane Market, Bethnal Green, London. It was a family run business and the three
brothers of my boss would love ganging up on me, at one time they put me on a forklift truck, raised the
forks 30ft in the air, locked up the yard and went home, whilst leaving me suspended in midair. It‘s not
easy getting back down unscathed, believe me. Another trick, which is short of a form of toture and
bloody petrifying, - was that there imbedded into the floor, was a 10ft chamber/shaft, that was 4ft x 3ft,
that had an hydraulic press of the same size raised above it. The chamber would be filled with old clothes
and rags, and when completely full, compressed down to 3ft thick bails of rags that would then be ready to
be secured with wire. On more than one occasion I was thrown down into the chamber and press turned
on. I‘m now 2ft shorter than I normally should be! Only joking, but the experience used to shit the life out
of me.
I ran a shoeshine business in the 1980‘s, and at times, and for some reason or another, and as a form of
initiation or punishment, we‘d pull down the trousers and then underpants of the victim, then dye their
penis and testicles, either bright red, brown, black, dark navy or shocking pink, using a leather dye, - it
impregnates the skin and lasts for months, and is a sod to remove.