Carl Panzram

BORN: June 28, 1892
DIED: September 5, 1930
VICTIMS: 21+



"I believe the only way to reform people is to kill them"
 

Carl Panzram's criminal career started at the age of nine when he was arrested for being drunk an disorderly, and by eleven he was already in reform school. It was here that he first learned true sadism. According to Carl, he was tied, naked, to a wooden block and beaten regularly.

After years of jumping from one reform school to the next, Carl joined the army to try and straighten himself out, but all he managed to achieve was three years in a military jail for insubordination. Obviously Carl was not a man that liked taking orders.

The turning point in Panzrams life came in 1915 when, on yet another charge, he made a deal with the local DA for some light time, but Carl was in for a surprise. He was double crossed by the lying District Attorney and ended up receiving 7 years for his crime. Panzram swore revenge, and also said he'd never serve the full sentence.

During his time at Oregon State Penitentiary Panzram continuously attempted escape, even though every attempt had the same ending - with him being beaten. Between attempted escapes Carl managed to set fire to the prison on two separate occasions, he also started riots. Once, while assigned to the kitchen, Panzram got hold of an axe and smashed everything in sight. Eventually, in May 1918, he escaped for good.

Panzram spent the next few years travelling. He first went to South America, then Europe, even spending a little time in prison in Glasgow. He eventually went back to the U.S.A. where he stole enough money to buy himself a yacht. This was the BIG STEP.

"I figured it would be a good plan to hire a few sailors to work on my yacht, get them drunk, commit sodomy on them, rob them and then kill them."2 dead

He then sailed around robbing other yachts at will, until again being arrested, spending six more months in jail. Upon release Panzram headed to the Congo.

"I sat down to think things over a bit. While I was sitting there, a little kid about eleven or twelve years old came bumming around. He was looking for something. He found it too. I took him out to a gravel pit about one-quarter mile away. I left him there, but first committed sodomy on him and then killed him. His brains were coming out of his ears when I left him, and he will never be any deader."

"Then I went to town, bought a ticket on the Belgian steamer to Lobito Bay down the coast. There I hired a canoe and six niggers and went out hunting in the bay and backwaters. I was looking for crocodiles. I found them, plenty. They were hungry. I fed them. I shot all six of those niggers and dumped 'em in. The crocks done the rest. I stole their canoe and went back to town."

Panzram continued travelling, and killing until he was arrested for burglary in Larchmont, N.Y. At this stage he had committed twenty murders, all unknown to the New York police. He received five years for the burglary, and while attempting to escape fell 30 feet on to the concrete ground, breaking both ankles. Neither brakes was set, and the bones were left to set themselves, assuring Panzram would be left with a pronounced limp. Those old prisons sure sound like lovely places. Upon release Panzram was again arrested for robbery, this time in Washington.

It was here that Panzram made his now famous threat, "I'll kill the first man that bothers me." Unfortunately for Robert Warnke he payed no attention to Panzrams threat and wound up with a crushed skull. For this murder Panzram was given the death sentence.

He was hung on 5 September 1930.

FUNNY CRAP

One of Panzrams last victims was in fact killed because he was attempting to rob him. I think he may have been more than a little surprised by his intended victim pulling a gun and proceeding to rape and kill him.

The best friend Panzram ever had was a prison guard, Henry Lesser, who eventually wrote out Panzams life story.

He boasted of committing over 1000 acts of sodomy. No mean feat I think.

His final words were "Hurry it up, I could hang a dozen men while your fooling around."

"I don't believe in man, God nor Devil. I hate the whole damned human race, including myself... I preyed upon the weak, the harmless and the unsuspecting. This lesson I was taught by others : Might makes right."

 


MY OPINION

Carl Panzram is definitely one of my favourite killers. He had a certain style that not many can boast of having. He was completely honest, and I have never doubted his word, unlike a lot of killers (Lucas, Evans, Scheafer etc.). If there was one guy in history that I would not have liked to have met on a dark night it would be Panzram, by a mile. The guy was just plain mean and, I believe, sane. A lethal mix if there ever was one. All up, one of the best ever. A true sadist.