A couple fellow bikers but a lot of their evil manifested within that society and was limited to other members so I’m not sure it counts. If a killer kills fellow killers is that evil?
I don’t know that I would be able to resist punching that person in the face, and tell them that they were asking for it.
Hmmm, on preview, see that you beat me to it.
Anyway, I had a friend in High School who I lost touch with after graduating. He went into the army, and I never really heard from him again.
For shits and giggles a couple years back, I was googling some of my old acquaintances, and found his mug shot. He was incarcerated for having violated parole for leaving the state. No biggie, until I see what he was on parole for, that of having repeatedly raped his daughter over the course of several years, starting at age 6.
Like Loach, I met a few horrible people through my work as a crisis counselor and rape crisis advocate. I’ll give it to the man who sexually and physically abused his daughter repeatedly, stabbed her, and threatened to shoot her when she tried to leave. In second, the person who convinced a rape survivor who got pregnant to keep her baby. A year later she was suicidal - she stated it was because the baby was a constant reminder - and the child had to be removed for his safety.
The most evil person that I know of was a former boyfriend of my friend’s daughter. They had a turbulent relationship that at the end he murdered my friend’s daughter, her two sisters and her brother.
My Aunt contracted cancer and wished to die at home, in a house she truly loved. My Uncle was taught how to inject her with morphine. He would give her half a dose and inject himself with the other half as he couldn’t stand to hear her scream, or so he said after he was caught. He was at heart a truly rotten person. I believe he was an evil person for what he did to my Aunt.
Quite a few years ago I came out of retirement and started playing cricket again. This was usually in a Sunday team made up mostly of kids (aged 14-16), but with a few older blokes as (I guess) responsible adults and, more importantly, drivers.
Because I was always a driver I was usually aware of numbers; which is why one day I had to ask the captain – am I missing something, or are we one player short here?
The explanation – We’re meeting Mike at the ground. Who’s Mike? Oh, he works in the Newberry (cricket) shop. You’ll like him.
We turn up at the ground, and Mike is there with an adolescent of his own in tow. Great – now we have one player too many. But in the end it was Mike who played, and this kid kept himself to himself and hung around kind of listlessly. Which in my book is a rather shitty thing to do – clearly the kid should have played. So I didn’t warm to Mike; but after the game he took contact details of a few of our kids in case there was a chance he could get them a game in the summer holidays, say. And we thought maybe he wasn’t such a bad guy after all.
We met Mike a few times across the summer in similar sorts of circumstances.
Maybe. And maybe that’s why they are so good at hiding their evil in plain view.
A postscript to this too long post. Years after we met Mike, after his first convictions, we ran across a few of the kids we took to that match in the cricket club bar, all grown into young men in their early twenties. The story was hot news at the time, but they hadn’t heard, so we filled them in on the details, and one of them immediately started laughing. What was funny?
I agree this doesn’t count. Because arresting someone isn’t knowing someone to me. At least, not as I perceive the question. It would have to be someone you interacted with when the cause was not the evilness (a psychologist who specialized in serial killers couldn’t count them, nor an author who wrote a book on a killer and interviewed a killer for book, etc.).
I knew Frank Castaldo, the mastermind behind the Hail Mary Murder in my hometown. (I knew the victim, too).He’s several years younger than I am, and lived on the same block as two of my best friends. I mostly remember him as a tagalong neighborhood kid who tried to get into touch football and basketball games with the older neighborhood kids.
I can’t begin to match the stories of physical and sexual abuse, but I’ll contribute a few comments about my ex-boss/company owner from the 80s:
He took out a business development loan after conspiring with a local CPA to inflate the value of the company and its assets. (The CPA later had his license and professional certification revoked.) My boss then spent much of the money on two Mercedes-Benzs for he and his wife.
He was on coke at the office for most of the time (four years) I worked there. His wife was also and she had to be hospitalized at one point.
He threatened me with a gun one morning before the start of the business day. (He was using a lot of coke and had been up all night.)
He started screwing around with an assistant accountant at the company who was 20 years younger than he was. he developed a business plan to lease another office space and furnish it with home furniture so he could go over there and screw her (see #2 above). His wife was not pleased. The value of the company became a huge divorce settlement issue and I was giving depositions pretty regularly.
Once the divorce was finalized, he transferred me to another position and hired the father of his girl-friend (see #4 above) to replace me, even though the gentleman had absolutely no experience in our industry. He later used company funds to set up a dance studio business for his GF.
After I quit, he sued me for “violating” my non-compete and going to work for another company. I received a TRO which prohibited me from working. It cost me over $5K in legal fees and when we got to court, he unintentionally revealed that he had sold the company a few weeks prior. Since non-competes are not transferable in my state, the TRO was immediately vacated…and I walked away $5K poorer.
After all this (and more), I would sometimes see him around town. He acted like we had been best friends and I had to insist that I didn’t really want to meet him for drinks.
He was an interesting guy.
(Please forgive my use of the term “girl-friend,” but I have to think it’s appropriate when a 41 YO is dating a 21 YO employee.)
I had an aunt who was mentally ill and subjected her daughter to some horrifying abuse. She may not have been “evil,” but she destroyed a couple of lives along the way.
One of my parish priests from when I was a Catholic had a years-long affair with a woman who had originally come to him for counseling after her husband died.
There was a local scandal about a college dean who had lots of child pornography on his computer. As I read the story I realized he had been my high school’s student council president.
Was he, or his extended family, from Iowa? When I was a kid growing up in Des Moines in the early 1970s, I was in a summer activity with a girl with that surname, and the family suddenly moved away; I found out later that their mother (!) was arrested for prostitution, a word whose meaning I only vaguely understood but I did know that it had something to do with inappropriate sexual activity. There can’t be that many people out there named Warnock.
A decade or so later, this same woman and at least one of her kids (IDR if she was married either time) were arrested because they were running a daycare where they locked the kids into plywood boxes with air holes in them at naptime. :eek: Several years after that, I worked with a woman who was dealing with a very troubled teenage relative, and then she mentioned in passing that this relative had been one of those kids, and a decade or so after that, I was telling this story to a co-worker who had a young child, and she said, horrified, “Couldn’t the parents tell that the kids didn’t like going there?”
IDK if this is your relative, but someone on here has told the story of the aunt and uncle who got divorced, and the uncle got full custody of their child at a time when that was totally unheard-of. Everyone assumed that the uncle had paid off the judge, until the child came of age and revealed that the aunt had committed horrific abuse and that’s why he got custody.
If you read it on this message board, it may very well have been me, because I’ve mentioned it here before. I never specifically said anything about the uncle bribing the judge, though.
My cousin didn’t tell the whole story until she was in her fifties.