I’m presently taking a course on serial killers. And one of the fun folks I’ve had to read about is a fella by the name of Albert Fish.
Here are some interesting facts about him:
Born Hamilton Fish in Washington, DC, to a family with a history of mental illness, Fish grew up in an orphanage where he was ruthlessly whipped and beaten. During 1898, he was married to a woman nine years his junior and fathered six children before his wife ran off with another man.
Fish was a painter, who drifted across the United States, molesting and torturing children in nearly every state. Most of his victims came from poor, black families who were not likely to be able to do much about his actions, owing to the racism so prevalent in the country during that time. Reputed to be a sado-masochist, Fish reportedly indulged in self-mutilation, driving needles into his body, mostly around his genitals; stuffing cotton balls soaked with lighter fluid into his rectum and setting fire to them; and consuming not only the flesh of his victims, but urine, blood, and excrement. He attributed these tendencies and his cruel, murderous history to his abusive childhood. He also claimed that God had sent him on a mission.
Eventually, Fish was tried and convicted for the murder of 10-year-old Grace Budd, whom he choked to death and ate. He was executed on January 16, 1936, in the electric chair at Sing Sing. He spoke of the prospect of electrocution as the “supreme thrill”, and even helped the executioners fasten the straps that held his body in place.
Here’s some more:
On 28 May 1928 a man calling himself Frank Howard made acquantices with the Budd family. One day Mr Howard asked if he could take Grace, their 10-year-old daughter, to a party. The Budds allowed him and they never saw their daughter or the old man ever again. The Mr Howard was in fact the 58-year-old Albert Fish, who thought up the idea of killing Grace Budd so he could use her body for acts of cannibalism.
Six years later the Budd’s received an anonymous letter from the murderer who admitted to killing Grace and afterwards cooked and ate her body. The police tracked the letter back to some apartments where they matched the writing of the letter to Albert Fish who was a tenant. The letter:
We had lunch. Grace sat on my lap and kissed me.
I took her to an empty house in Westchester I had already picked out.
When we got there, I told her to remain outside.
She picked wildflowers.
I went upstairs and stripped all my clothes off.
I knew if I did not, I would get her blood on them.
When all was ready I went to the window and called her.
Then I hid in the closet until she was in the room.
When she saw me all naked she began to cry and tried to run down the stairs.
I grabbed her, and she said she would tell her mama.
First I striped her naked. How she did kick, bite and scratch.
I choked her to death, then cut her into small pieces so I could take my meat
to my rooms, cook and eat it.
How sweet and tender her little ass was roasted in the oven.
It took me nine days to eat her entire body.
I did not fuck her, though I could have, had I wished.
She died a virgin.”
Nice guy. If you can stomach it, here’s a little more:
He was orphaned at 5 and wet his bed until he was a teenager.[…]
He convinced himself that he was a real bad person, and felt that the only way to atone was to punish himself for his sins.
Among his ways of self punishment were inserting needles into his groin, scrotum, and anus and eating human feces.
Eventually, he turned this psychotic behavior against children.
He molested almost 400 children.
He fell in love with 12 year old Grace Budd.
Although he never raped her, he did murder her (1928).
He regretted his choice to kill her unmolested, so he ate her bit by bit.
The first time they tried to electrocute him, the electric chair short circuited from all the metal objects (needles) in his body.
He died with a full erection.
It’s rather difficult to imagine that any form of rehabilitation would have worked on this man. The death penalty has its uses…Powered by Sidelines