EAR/ONS– Michael Myers Still Walks. . .

Sorta . . .

I suppose I best elaborate on here a little. I wrote and submitted another report, a 7 page thesis laying out the reasons to pursue another POI in the case of the East Area Rapist/Original Night Stalker. It did its job. The POI will be sampled for DNA.

I hoped it would be the last report I would write, but today I continue to write another report. There is no negative DNA match. It is too early to tell. But I am putting my ducks in a row, so to speak.

Sometimes I fear I am identifying the subjects of some of the EAR composites. I have canvased the areas in question so minutely, and uncovered so many weirdos (aside from those with the connections in the auto industry) that I truly feel some of these composites that circulate as a “suspicious person” at the time can be associated with a block youth who was a little on the strange side.

For instance, my latest POI fit perfectly.   . . .But a color picture recently revealed his eyes are the wrong end of the spectrum. There is a chance, of course, it is him. Little more can be said. DNA ends all speculation. So I write more reports, each one on a POI with all the right connections and attributes.

The process of elimination works only if one accepts the elimination. Without doing that, you cannot move on. I can move on quickly now, one POI after the other. Each interpretation fits. That’s the problem. The evidence can always be interpreted differently. After the elimination, one must re-interpret and try, try again. We’re not proposing pink elephants and purple snakes here. Each POI submitted and being submitted fits in some way or another. Looking like the composites and being weird really isn’t the criterion. There are that many that look like the composites. There are yay so many who were weird.  Bourbon Drive 76

It is the evidence and the clues that lead.

The EAR’s pattern in the East Area did suggest that he was returning  to an area he knew, but didn’t live there at the time, at least not outside of weekend stays at a family rental. He would then have been outside of the dragnet. He would have been the unsuspected. The last POI fit that. For the POI just submitted, a reinterpretation of an individual strike favored him.

After Strike 4, an attack which was not planned, EAR steals the victim’s car and parks it a mile away. Curious. Why stalk the area from such a distance? Del Campo Park area is surrounded by busy streets. But what if he lived in the area and the stolen car was a red herring to make it look like he came from afar? He could then walk home and have misled the police. A wise enough move. After all, it was an opportunistic, messy attack. He may have felt he could be seen or traced back to his nearby home if he simply left and went home.

But EAR also did this at two other attacks– No 8 and No 11. Neither was near to Carmichael. It may just mean he prowled from afar. Thus there would be no history of his own car in the neighborhood, seen during the day.  He stalked the streets only with all those other old cars.  Only on the night of the attack he would come in close, with that VW. No one to see that at night. It was only heard to start after an attack. Since No 4 wasn’t a planned attack, he may have parked far away with his own car.

Possibly. All interpretations fit. One must simply go through the POIs and eliminate each one, each one at a time.

One thing is certain. You cannot be reactive. EAR is not on an old list. He was never suspected. Even his old neighborhood won’t reveal him. I was led to this last POI through my network of evidence. Only one person on the block where he grew up could remember a couple of vignettes involving him. “Weirdness” won’t reveal EAR today, as it didn’t back then. Many “weirdos” were checked out. Only the evidence will lead to him. He was faceless back then. He is faceless today. His true face is really a lot of old cars, dead license plates, and the ability (after the summer of 1977) to drive long distances.

I pine away over the evidence and the clues.  More POIs are being prepared. One by one we’ll get to him.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

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The Report on EAR/ONS

Very rewarding Sunday gathering local color, so to speak, on one of my highly placed POIs within the “nest.” Today I must file my report. Hopefully, this will end it . . . or yet again I need to refine the others. Much cannot be shared, but I did make a sideline trip with an EAR/ONS researcher and we snapped some pics of interest.

The one on the header above is the bloodstain on the driveway of Victim No. 4, where EAR came from the dark side of the garage and took her by surprise, punched her in the nose and broke it. The stain next to it is from car fluids and oil.

I and the other EAR/ONS investigator were plunged back in time to the late 1970s as neighbors spoke. Some of the families had lived on the block in question since the early to mid 1960s. They recalled the panic about EAR. The girls could never walk alone. One spoke of how he was pulled over by a cop who merely looked into the driver’s side and said “OK, you can go.” When he told his parents that a cop pulled him over and he didn’t know why, his mom naturally responded: “Of course, they think EAR has a Volkswagen.”

Complaints about the old windows in the houses surprised both of us. “You could spit on your hands and use them as suction cups,” reported one homeowner. “Just place them against the window, push and lift and then slide them open.”

We assessed a house that could have been EAR’s. My partner was a little more bold than me and peaked through the cracks in the back fence.

After this we detoured to Crestview and visited a couple of the crime scenes. It was a lazy fall Sunday, similar to those when EAR prowled Crestview and made Del Campo Park a hub of his activity. Here he struck his first Carmichael victim along the canal in September 1976, then the 13th on Heathcliff in Feb 1977, then the 17th on tax day 1977 on Cherrelyn.

These two composites below center around Crestview. The one on the left was taken on Bourbon Rd, 1976, and the other on Heathcliff before Attack 13.

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EAR or  . . .not?

The word is that Victim 13’s husband left the side or backdoor unlocked after taking out the trash can. He cautioned his wife about a van parked in the parking lot of Del Campo Park and left. Apparently EAR then jumped the fence and walked into the house through the unlocked door. He took the victim by surprise at the kitchen doorway. She was so mad after the attack that she hit their dog. He was supposed to protect her, but he had not barked or alerted her at all– one of many examples where the house dog didn’t react to EAR’s evil presence.

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On Crestview, looking down Heathcliff.

I had been on the streets before and throughout the park many times years before, but it was always in the present, not the past. Yesterday it was in the past. EAR/ONS’s evil returned. They still believe he is alive, and they still think he was one of the most cunning predators that ever was. Some still boast of bars on their windows.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

EAR/ONS– The Eyes Have It!

As you know if you’ve been following my Twitter or Facebook, I am now making the rounds of NorCal’s crime scenes (those I know so far), but before I post an article about cruising the Ivycrest attack location, I want to share a short article here on EAR’s eyes. Not the eye color. Forget the eye color and all you assume about it.

For the popular sleuth, it is not the color of the eye which is important. It is the shape. Most are looking at black and white photos online. Few artists can guess eye color in B&W. The rest are limited to assessing the shape. But I must caution here. Frankly, I think too much is made of the shape of the eyes. Much is made of the shape because Victim 15 was certain on the type of eyes EAR had. Not color. Shape. She is the only in situ witness.

It is from her that the open face and then the now-popular composite was created.

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But eye shape can change based on widening the eyes or, in the case of the circumstances in which EAR was seen, the tight balaclava pulled back the cheeks and distorted eye shape.

All other sketches thought to possibly represent EAR show narrower eyes. But these were taken in circumstances before-the-fact, and they represent a “suspicious” person in the street the day of or days before the attack. “Suspicious” means it was a young man nobody in the neighborhood knew. Therefore it may not have been EAR.

I still say for those seeking EAR, take in all the circumstances about your POI rather than relying on one feature. However, for those browsing old photos, you might want to take into consideration the shape of the eyes.

Lt. Richard Shelby also insisted that EAR had soft hair, the thin lazy hair with associate with the perfect feathered shag.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

EAR/ONS Update– October Tides

It is amazing how effusive in kindness some who previously disliked me or were lukewarm have been to me after the negative match on RP came back. I can’t understand why some people want this to go on, and apparently some were so relieved that I supposedly failed that they were overjoyed enough to unleash some nice words at me.  The process of elimination is a positive process. One must of necessity be wrong all but the last time. More POIs are being prepared to be put through the process.

I must admit I am grateful I am isolated from toxic fandom. I do have contact with a couple of proboard moderators. They try and keep things sober, which must be a heavy job. One member of the boards snidely inferred recently I was EAR. Snide is the insult of cowards, and he wasn’t even good at it.

What is posted on my blog and site is for the thousands who follow the process, for family members and victims, and the many lurkers who want to avoid toxic fandom and remain updated on my investigation.

. . .So on to more exciting news. You know from what angle I approach EAR’s identity. Others follow. The dragnet at the official level must be continuing, and they are following a very broad but intriguing path to EAR’s identity.

The person being sought has obviously been the unsuspected. This means we should consider ages from 16 to 27. So birth dates between 1950 to 1959. He might have graduated HS early. Some grad at 16 and had time to kick around before getting serious with education and a real job. He might have grad’d at 20. Some do. There is some factor more than EAR’s own calculating precautions that put him outside of the suspect list. He may have lived at a distance from the East Area. He may have been from a moderately affluent background.

We have only that one sketch from Victim 15, and it was aided by a means that is not that inspiring. We then have the sketches from the Maggiore double murders. The other appears to be from Rod Miller, the Ripon Court victim. Only one is definitely of EAR while in action. The others, including all those not listed here, are possibly of other perps or of “suspicious” young men seen in the neighborhoods before-the-fact. I have said it many times, but it bears repeating.

Taken as a whole, we are looking for someone 5 foot 8 to 10 inches tall, blondish- brown hair, a slightly longer face, athletic, agile, but not gym defined musculature. He knew the East Area of Sacramento. This must be added to the clues of the case– auto wrecking, used cars, dealerships, new housing developments/construction/real estate.

As a foretaste of the updated Portrait of Terror, in which I update in details, I include the following map here.

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The stars represent the auto dealerships. They were concentrated in a few places back then. Exclamation points mark the wrecking yards. The 4 pointed stars represent a few significant used car dealerships.  Thus we have the major dealerships on Fulton Avenue, near the East Area, a grouping at Madison and Auburn down to Highway 80, and in the south on Florin Road. The wrecking yards are in Rancho Cordova and in south Sac. on Stockton Blvd. The East Area is practically devoid on dealerships. Watt is in blue, Sunrise is in red. Madison/Manzanita are the T in the center.

If EAR worked for a dealership, this map, of course, highlights that he lived in the East Area and worked nearby on Fulton or Madison, and that he drove Sunrise and Watt frequently going to the wrecking yards in Cordova or than down south to the other dealerships and yards off Stockton and Highway 99.  This would tend to explain why his attacks always gravitate toward Highway 50 and not Highway 80.

Portrait of Terror will update with much more information. But the map above is worth considering in light of the fact that EAR had an unlimited number of used cars and jalopies at his disposal. During his first year he seemed limited to the East Area. But come his second year of terror, he expanded along the highways south and then in his third year finally to the Contra Costa Corridor.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

EAR/ONS– Key to Clues . . .

Northern California and Nevada is the same district for the car dealers association. So. Cal has its own association. When you understand this, you can appreciate why lots of northern California dealers spread into Nevada more than treading into southern California. Some went both directions, especially if they started in central California, like Modesto, Fresno, etc, and spread north and south.

For the dealers’ sons, GMI invariably was schedule as the school of choice. General Motors began to insist on it.  For those who still ardently seek the EAR’s map location, you might want to scour the highways between Flint, Michigan, and Lansing/Detroit, inter alia.

Before the sons were old enough for GMI, they did lots of grunt work at the dealership. You started at the bottom and worked up.

Lovelock, Elko, Reno, Carson City, Sparks, South Lake Tahoe, were all fertile fields for California rather than Nevada car dealers. Shipping cars between the dealerships was a daily chore. Some dealers, like my dad, had the AAA franchise, and did all the towing. It is in light of these chores that one can view the scribbled leasing company name and then RENO (scratched out) on the back of the EAR map paper.

The late 1970s was a difficult time for the Bay Area/Sacramento dealers. The mafia, of all people, wanted to corner the market on dealerships. They concentrated on GM. Either they wanted to pressure Detroit or they wanted the northern Cal and Nevada territory.  Eventually one dealer, Plummer, wriggled his way in with Marino, and got evidence on him. Plummer died shortly thereafter by accident. Naturally, everybody suspected a hit. Several dealers sold to the mafia. GM, who had Ok’d the deals, ironically went berserk. This happened to dad with Pontiac in San Francisco and then later he sold Lovelock to a don with whom he was friends, one who liked to bounce my baby sister on his knee.

Dealers had properties in Mexico, rentals and time shares, and other properties. They owned apartments in various towns– boats, planes, trains, automobiles. They ran municipal airports for counties. They had conventions together, trips to Hawaii, etc. One of my sisters won the fishing trophy there while seasick. She merely leaned on the  side of the boat, trying not to heave, and the fish jumped out and onto her hook. She still has the trophy.

Lots of dealers were flyers. Some got life membership in country clubs because they flew the plane with the surveyors inside working out the plans for development.

Dealers also had large farms in central California. One sister married in with one of the families there. They had real trouble back then with Cesar Chavez and staged protests.  One of their major office and warehousing hubs was knocked over in a riot. Everything was destroyed but the inner, locked office. The rioters knew the whole family was inside behind the desks with shotguns on the door. Anybody who came through that door would die.

Dealers had their hands in building product stores, lumber milling, sporting goods stores. They were gun dealers as well.

Hunting was a big deal. Deer season, duck season, dove season– the dealers didn’t miss it. They had duck clubs and cabins in the woods for deer hunting. All the dealers knew each other. I would wager at least 25 percent of the dealerships today are somehow related.

All had used car lots. All dealt with the wreckers for parts. Some had wrecking yards.

This and this strange era of the late 1970s has always been the backdrop of EAR/ONS. The clues and evidence blatantly suggest it. The question remaining for me is, how high up was he? When he started, around 1976, where had he been placed? Nephew, cousin, son, or close friend of the son? What were his duties? Shuttling cars? If he graduated high school young, and was the son, as I suspect, it would be some years before GMI, if that’s where he was scheduled to go for 4 years.

I concentrated on the auto wrecking angle in drawing up Portrait of Terror on Q Files. But it is time to start speaking in detail about both the era and the overarching profession of car dealing. Wrecking yards are the boneyard, but the living, breathing part of the industry is the car dealerships.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

EAR/ONS– The Next Step

It has been necessary for polity that all updates since the first return on RP DNA have been on Q Files. However, I can elaborate here now. Many have not followed the case until recently and do not know the pathway that I have taken in stalking the ultimate stalker. For those who have, this will be redundant.

Of 4 major POIs surrounding car wrecking and auto dealing, the one being in the position of family trust and authority was the major profile used in Portrait of Terror on Q Files. He is alive. The others were relatives or employees, with the similar connections but not having the overt unsupervised status, both at home and at work. Of these only 1 was dead– RP. And a reinterpretation of the comfort zone map did favor the pattern that the perp was coming back to the East Area from outside of it to the east– hence Placerville. All 4 knew each other, even those not related.

maggiorecompositeAlthough all POIs fit in general with the pattern of evidence and clues, RP was promoted to No. 1 because he lived to the east but had grown up in Carmichael and his family still had two homes there.  He was unsuspected. He was outside of the dragnet. He had the VWs and the other connections heavily. He was never on the original list of POIs. That’s what I wanted.

I truly hoped RP was it, that this would be easy so long as I got him through the pipeline for DNA testing. When one of the jurisdictions was finally attracted to my work, I discovered it was far easier to get DNA from a dead man if an autopsy had been done. Fortunately, it had.  The Coroner did a spot card, and Bob’s your uncle.

I have never been interested in the content of message boards, but the moderators of one popular proboard have followed my work closely and have aided recently in a very helpful way in directing traffic to my updates. This is an ongoing and largely open investigation, and those who truly have a longstanding interest in EAR/ONS’ capture know that next steps are the constant necessity in the process of elimination. One of these was aided by the moderators, who deserve everybody’s gratitude.

With RP eliminated, we face the hardest part. It is not a new path. It is that the other POIs in the network I have constantly referred to stand moonlight through the lattice, so to speak, at the end of the path. But they are not entirely reachable, though visible. There can be no public thesis, unless it is highly general. I will amend Portrait of Terror and make it more specific to car dealerships and building products/lumber milling. But a page describing the individuals BSS, JMP and JWP in detail won’t do, either as POIs or links to EAR.

Dr. Loomis turned from gaping down from the balcony and looked about, prepared to do what must be next done. In like manner so have I. The negative match on RP is not a setback. It is progress. The process of elimination continues, and hopefully as smoothly as it has with RP. To me the grass below is not empty. The pathway is clear.

Empty grass

But what I prepare must go to law enforcement behind-the-scenes. Yet the jurisdiction to which I will send it is far from the one that ultimately must facilitate the next steps (as I understand it). How long this will take I do not know. Politics and red tape are everywhere. How public I must eventually get also hangs in the balance.

Six years of tracking EAR/ONS has taught me to expect the worst.

I have not done all I have done merely to present a case and set our scalps tingling. The purpose has been to solve it. Until it is solved, there is nothing but step after step. So long as the goal remains clear, we are on sure ground.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

Fencing with EAR/ONS

Aside from the auto-wrecking connection, I have speculated (as have many others) that EAR had some contact in real estate or even construction in order to account for the complexity of his prowling MO. Roofing has always been a favorite of theorists. Did EAR work in the roofing business? This would give him an elevated view of a neighborhood.  . . .But

How about fencing?

EAR struck in old neighborhoods in the beginning and then very frequently in new neighborhoods thereafter. This has inspired us to believe in construction connections, but new neighborhoods need new fences. Building fences around houses along a street will give him more than ample time to check out the unfinished and finished homes inside, even if just looking in the windows during a break.

So, we may have someone whose family had major auto-wrecking connections within which EAR worked part time or got some old clunkers to drive once in a while while his VW was being worked on.

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I don’t say this academically. The connection has come up in my continuing investigation. (I just can’t sit and wait for another month for DNA on RAP, so I’ve been digging around again hoping I can cut corners, or if a negative comes up in the match be ready to pursue every other angle with the POIs).

Aside from EAR’s ability at jumping fences, he also knew how to bring down a fence (at No. 10) with one push of his foot. It must have been a fence in need of repair. He just could not risk angrily kicking down the fence where he stood. He knew how to do it. Off the top of my head, this is the only thing that indicates he knew fences. It’s pretty thin. . . . But on the notepaper he left behind I found an interesting clue. It’s not Imells.

Those interested, check out the back of the map again.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.