EAR/ONS– The Controversy From Nowhere

I’ve been likened to “the trots after a chicken soup dinner– most unexpected.” This is probably the main reason why I was greeted with such hostility by many who followed EAR/ONS in concept.  It is the result of my MO– I always play the rogue. I’m not a part of public discussions. I’m not in this for the thrill nor to become a character in the public discourse of a real life comic strip, which, sadly, some topics become.  I investigate with the purpose of solving an object of mystery.

Thus when it becomes public that I’m involved in a topic, sometimes a topic that has a cottage clique, there is a kneejerk reaction from within. For the Zodiac Killer case I uploaded my investigation incrementally. Enthusiasts knew I was involved, though some marveled at how different my take was on it. (I simply followed the clues instead of the online narrative.) The kneejerk wasn’t there.  EARicon

But for EAR I came out of nowhere, and the intensity of my investigation was not even expected. I spent a year preliminary research, then years of active investigation. I believe I started  photographing locations in March 2013. I wrote an introduction to the crime spree years before the final 80 + pages went up. The introduction was greeted favorably. But it was only a general preliminary.

I have never encountered so much controversy (at least online) as in the subject of EAR/ONS. It was then still an arcane case. Perhaps that’s why. A few hundred people knew about it. They obviously had taken sides. When Q Files Night Predator section went up, dozens praised me and came to my side, even though I didn’t have a dog in the fight. The praise was nice though!

I don’t join message boards. I knew nothing of the controversies. Apparently some had promoted themselves as experts on the case, but really had little tangible to show for it. I really don’t know. All I know is that it was a blessing I was completely obtuse to it all.

I had conducted my own investigation. But the extent of my investigation axed a number of favorite POIs, I guess. That was not appreciated by some. Though I had developed my own POI, I uploaded that page last, and it had never influenced the case history pages or analysis. To this day those remain the most popular.


Q Files Night Predator section has been fully in place now 2 years, with some sections uploaded in late 2014, as I recall. In that time the case of the Night Predator has skyrocketed in interest. There’s been a national press conference. The FBI has its own page up. Some radio gigs have done well. Now 48 Hours has done a show, and I know another is coming on another network.

Perhaps it was for the best that I came out of nowhere. The comprehensive result of my investigation so jolted the web that some 50,000 came in during 1 day from a Reddit link. It started the controversy. It got thousands interested, and this attracted the news.

But as for the PR controversies, I am not involved. I remain a rogue. I continue my investigation. Let those who want beat their chests and create sides as to whose disciple they are. I entered this and remain controversially at its center because I strove not become a character in the discourse, though so it seems I have become. I wanted my investigation to speak for me. I remain in to solve it, and the solution will be just as public as the results of the investigation have been.  And then, as a famous Chinese philosopher once said, “When you come to the last page, close the book.”

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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.

Marveling at the Beast– The Shadow of EAR/ONS

In the Book of Revelations John marveled at the sight of the beast. It isn’t adulation. It is marvel. For a brief moment, that nanosecond flirt with exultation, so do we marvel at anyone who acts outside of the box of the conformity we live in. In our amazement, we are trying to understand it. This is to marvel. When it is an arrogant killer, we not only marvel but we become consumed with the mystery.

An audacious serial killer is the beast. But he is also a mystery. John beheld the Beast. There was no mystery. But for serial killers, well, we do not see them. An audacious one captivates by making us marvel. But he intrigues us by being unknown. We love nothing more than a good mystery and thriller. To hunt a serial killer is to live a real life thriller.

Perhaps this is why so many have an interest in some of the most inexplicable crime sprees in history. Jack the Ripper is still the focus of attention even over 125 years after his audacious crime spree. The Zodiac has joined his ranks. EAR/ONS– the Night Predator– has now entered this level.

Perhaps I am fortunate that mystery captivates me more than any desire for a thrill. As I have said many times, I like to solve mystery, not just wallow in one. But I must admit to a certain amount of obsession over the first few years of tracking EAR.  I had to uncover as lot of territory. I had to devote a lot of mental energy. I had to stand amazed and marvel at how this phantom brat pulled off his crimes and was never in the dragnet. At times he seemed clumsy; at others he seemed a deadly, calculating snake. But I had to stalk the ultimate stalker.

I can now follow the trail of EAR/ONS more at a distance. It was a relief to get the foundation over. I never had to relay the foundation of a crime spree before. I could come along and analyze what had been compiled. I could find new clues and follow these to new evidence. But those cases I tackled had lots of official information released to the public. 1976Suspect_Icyu2

EAR/ONS was not that way. He was preserved in a semi-fictional account by one of the detectives, then another tried to remember enough details to add to the information. Ironic that this is how the number one crime spree in history came to be preserved, and it is out of this medium that it has slowly grown to become what it is. It is within this foggy world I had to stalk. Not to take any credit for myself, but it is a fact that when I likened him to the “real life Michael Myers” it clicked. People could identify with what he was– unnatural, unstoppable, the embodiment of cold, emotiveless evil. I walked in the shoes of Dr. Loomis, in a way. I came to appreciate what this evil form was all about. I walked in his footsteps. I studied the maniac from his pattern.

Wherever I went in pursuit, I got the number one compliment from law enforcement: “I can’t help you, but I’m not going to stop you.” It may seem like a movie line, but it is said in real life. It was a pass. It let me walk around neighborhoods freely. “If they call I’ll tell them I know who you are.” It works both ways. I’m obliged to tell them when I have something like a silver bullet. So far it has not turned up. There are those with badges who know who my prime POI is and the nest I’m working within. But it is up to me to sink or swim.

It isn’t easy to dig through the dust of time. A badge really doesn’t help. Cops aren’t trained in the pursuit of history. They use media announcements and press conferences to try and get history to come talk to them. Nothing wrong with that. But I have to delve into the stuff. 40 years is a lot of dirt, and a lot of cops never heard of EAR/ONS either. He was so careful he deftly walked into history just as skillfully as he had stalked through the night 40 years ago.  It has taken 6 years and lots of research, pavement pounding, and analysis just to bring him back from history. I have succeeded in materializing the phantom. This actually isn’t much for 6 years of work.

Now to give form to the shadow.

EAR is still gaining in momentum. The Night Predator section of my Q Files is still the most popular section. They come from all around the world to read it. But that is not enough. I don’t want to cement in popular culture another Ripper and let it go nowhere from there but into a real life comic strip. This case must be solved.

The days ahead are going to be busy– I have two books coming due, as you all know, several other feelers are out on other cases such as the Shadow Slayer or Phantom of Colonial Parkway, the Doodler, The Phantom of Texarkana, and The Cleveland Torso Killer,  and other topics. Moreover, I’ve been asked to star in my own television series. It’s not about True Crime, but largely about a single topic that I investigate. I’m not one to angle to be in TV. I don’t care for it, but the request is from some of the best people in the “reality TV” business. So I must take it seriously despite my reticence.

Within this helter skelter of schedules to come, I will still be pursuing EAR with as much intensity as I can. I’m focused and narrowed in on my target. If I only succeed in eliminating another POI that is at least something. We pick up the pieces and move on. But I doubt we should have to move far. All the clues and evidence speak of the nest of auto-wrecking that I uncovered and those within orbit around it.  I have told you all it won’t be an easy task. EAR was the unsuspected so long ago. History is bringing his crime spree to light, but history has also given him a lot of time to devolve into the shadows. Considering what a phantom he was, this is saying something. I am grabbing at a shadow and trying to hold on.

In a sense EAR/ONS is not Michael Myers. He has no name and no past.  Dr. Loomis marveled and was then frightened by looking into the abyss of evil incarnate.  But we cannot do that with EAR. We can only stalk his footsteps and examine the carnage he left behind. Yes, we should marvel at the beast. He left about 65 victims in his wake, many capable of speaking to this day. But few wish to do so. Silence– fear— protects him even to this day. We marvel at his shadow. He was such a beast that just his shadow has inspired our marvel.

We must all be vigilant. We must all be ready to consider every clue 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.

EAR/ONS–Darkest Before the Dawn

I’ve assured people several times with the above encouragement. It is always darkest before the dawn. Many have emailed me and worried about why no updates. I have indeed been working on the case, but now we come down to fine points. I’m not sharing updates on what I’m doing for a reason.

EAR is part of my trifecta. I intend the case be solved.

Considering the past S&M of true crime this requires a lot of caution. It requires I have every point of fact down in order in logical progression. Remember I am not writing a book on this subject. The Q Files section on EAR/ONS is part of the experiment to solve the case. No “daddy did it books.” No “SOLVED” books and then the ultimate gist of the book is merely a dangling tongue accusing someone. EAR/ONS is to be solved.  The villain is to be exposed. My conclusions and investigation as presented on Q Files must therefore stand distinct from the genre.

Q Files Night Predator section already stands on its own. It has pioneered the presentation of a true crime investigation. But now it comes down to conclusions.

I can say what strands I must sew together. 1, hand writing matchups. 2, Occupations over the relevant period of times confirmed. 3, the lair in Los Angeles area between 1979 and 1981. 4, a definite location for EAR during the  5 years of absence before he returned again in 1986. The final step is out of my hands– DNA. My thesis must be concise enough to inspire the relevant law enforcement to proceed to DNA. Again, this requires a lot of thought.

I’m working on many cases, and even being ask to look into others. I’m trying to remain as focused as possible. I have 2 books upcoming– one very soon. The other in fall. Both have been highly anticipated. HorrorScope is especially sought for since the case of the Zodiac Killer has long awaited solution.

The internet is agog over RAP, each person sure they know who he is. But few know who the two alternates are within the same tight circle of auto wrecking.  I’m refining all three, remember, just to make sure.

RAP, of course, is the prime POI, and I have enough articles up as to why. The most intriguing thing about him is his loner status. For easy access, his is almost nonexistent in the records prior to emerging in 1989 as a security guard. We can deduce, as I have already said, that he obviously had not had a dynamic career before age 31. He had the auto wrecking and VW background there is no denying. His limited security career showed how he liked the graveyard shifts. He must not have had a thrilling social life, since he slept during the day and was walking his beat at night.

But there must be more specifics. What could take him from Sacramento to Concord, and from there to Santa Barbara? Something to do with Teichert?– possibly. They built highways. He knew and relied on highways. But from heavy duty construction to security guard– I just can’t see that jump downward.

It’s been a long time since the crimes. We’re coming up on May 2017– 40 years since the month he struck 5 times and sent Sacramento into a panic before he vanished for the whole summer. EAR was an obscure young villain then and he has cleverly maintained that obscurity ever since. No one should expect it will be easy to finally remove his mask, even if one has the right culprit. He was the unsuspected then. In 41 years he has only advanced to be the suspected. I won’t let it remain there. EAR must go from being suspected to being proved. This comes down to mincing steps now.

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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.

On the Track of the Ransacker

Though I intend to stealthily scout out Visalia, an “operative” has been doing some nice footwork for us all. These pics will help place in context some of the neighborhoods that the Ransacker struck. If I could only get some addresses I could see how significant the ditches (Evans Ditch), parks, and other open areas are to the Ransacker’s Prowling MO.  My thanks to the “Visalia Operative.”

Beverly1West Beverly– looks like a very nice, wide street. Older homes.


The ditch on Dollner. A familiar landmark to those who seek EAR/ONS. Evans Ditch also runs behind a number of the streets. Below, Dartmouth seen through the park from Woodland. Behind Dartmouth runs Evans Ditch.

Darthmouth-park-from-WoodlandPrinceton is another street The Visalia Ransacker is said to have hit. Again, the ditch at Princeton, below.


Below, an unsuspecting Haddonfield. I find it hard to believe that the Ransacker just stopped cold in this case. I wonder if that composite is really of our man. West Beverly again on a lovely day.


Distinctive Obscurity– The Visalia Ransacker After-the-Fact

It is a paradox. How does a villain in such a small town as Visalia crawl back into the shadows, especially after having left a single very distinct image of himself for that one moment he was caught in the light?

He was, supposedly, young, about 25, 5 foot 10 inches tall, stocky at 200 pounds, pale complexion, baby face, high pitched voice, stubby fingers on small hands, and he had small feet. His hair was blonde to sandy, and butched really short on the sides so that it didn’t even touch his ears.

From my recent series of posts, and even from one quite a while ago, I have left the door open that perhaps we do not have the true image of the Ransacker. Villains do stop, but the Ransacker stopping so suddenly is grounds to wonder.  Did he go elsewhere? Or did he really look quite different and simply and easily faded into the background?

Where would this elsewhere be? Visalia PD checked the barbers and ice cream shops over the whole area. No one had recognized Bill McGowen’s composite. Even if this composite wasn’t of the Ransacker, you would think they’d still recognize him.

I would love him to be some villain I am currently after — like NORCAL. But who is to ever know? There is no DNA from the Ransacker. It is even difficult to link him to Claude Snelling’s murder in 1975. Both villains were said to be the same height and proportion and left handed. But Snelling’s killer struck in the wee hours of the morning and had worn a mask. The Ransacker was in bed by midnight usually.

Without a lot of detailed information, it is impossible to even track the Ransacker. People have offered more information, but then they flake. Some that do offer information will not clarify a source, and thus it is not reliable. Some people equate their personal deductions with facts. This goes nowhere.

But we must start from somewhere. Let us accept McGowen’s composite. There’s reason to. As I mentioned above, if this was just another prowler, why didn’t a dragnet identify his unique features? Time and MO has shown us that the Ransacker was actually a lot more cautious than you might imagine. He put some effort into covering his identity. No one wants to go to jail. Thus the very fact a distinctive prowler who shot at a cop could hide from the dragnet is a clue that this distinctive looking prowler was one and the same with the notorious Ransacker, who had committed about 90 robberies and remained obscure.

Yes, the police canvassed the neighborhoods far too long after-the-fact and got responses from neighbors that they had seen such a man in their neighborhoods. But think about that. Had he been that obvious, neighbors would have long been chatting that such a man had been seen and the police would have known about it for at least over a year. We’re talking about 90 robberies. Neighbors hear when a neighbor is robbed. Anybody suspicious in the neighborhood is going to go mentioned in the grapevine. Yet apparently none ever did. Not enough anyway to warrant a composite.

When Visalia PD tried to link the Ransacker with being EAR, this fact must have puzzled and irked Sacramento Sheriffs and PD. You canvased only after-the-fact? A 2 year crime spree and you have no other composite from the residents?

One simply can’t blame Visalia PD for this alone. The residents clearly weren’t speaking out much– else one would imagine that Visalia PD would attempt a composite of the person of interest seen in these neighborhoods. But there is nada. Either gross incompetence is at work in both the community and the police or the Ransacker was a little more careful in his stalking than we realize.

And this we do know after-the-fact. The Ransacker was a prowler. He left footprints all over the neighborhood yards testifying as to how his checked each home and discovered who was not home. How else could he have possibly known? This may have gotten him reclassified as a peeper, but he was actually looking for a house with nobody, not with people to watch.

So for the sake of argument here, let us accept we have a very distinctive Ransacker. He was not only distinctive in a appearance but seemed a little off the beam as well. He has  maintained this double distinction in obscurity. This is a clue. Where does it lead?

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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.

Strange Evolution: The Visalia Ransacker

When the news first hit that the “Ransacker” existed it came largely after-the-fact of his crime spree, as I have noted in previous posts. He had been a nuisance to Visalia PD’s anti-burglary boys until the Claude Snelling murder of September 11, 1975. Then he became a suspect because Snelling’s house was on a street within a larger neighborhood of town where the Ransacker had exclusively concentrated over the two years before.  Just 3 months later there would be an encounter between a Visalia PD stakeout man, Bill McGowen, and a man he believed was the Ransacker.  The Ransacker never struck again.

With hindsight the Ransacker underwent a metamorphosis. His profile evolved from childish burglar and house ransacker to a sexual deviant and murderer. It seemed natural that he would evolve into rapist. Thus Visalia  PD had elements that doggedly believed that the Ransacker had become the East Area Rapist of Sacramento. Today, the EAR ranks as the No 1 serial predator in history. The Visalia Ransacker has become his youth and Visalia has been touted as his proving ground.

The creepy Ransacker– if this composite is accurate. He stole some jewelry and a few other items, but mostly stole blue chip stamps. He ate the victims’ ice cream out of their frig and made a mess of their house looking for small items to steal. 


This is a bizarre enough evolution, and it shouldn’t strike us as surprising considering the Ransacker seems to have been perpetually evolving in Visalia even without any attempt to link him to the most notorious prowler in history.

It has struck almost all who have considered the Ransacker question that he was never tagged. He struck in a small enough area; if we are to believe McGowen’s composite and description then the Ransacker was very distinctive.

When the Ransacker hit the news he was credited with 85 to 90 burglaries and ransackings. Taking into consideration the neighborhoods where he struck, this is enormous. In 1996, a retro piece was done in the Times Delta, kinda like Luther Heggs’ piece in the Rachel Courier Express in the comedy The Ghost and Mr. Chicken— “the horribleness and awfulness will actually never be forgotten.” In this piece the Ransacker was credited with 120 burglaries and ransackings. This is an outrageous number considering the turf over which he struck.

Ransacker turf

 120 homes robbed and ransacked in this area of town seems so disproportionate you’d think he would have been news before the murder.

After the Snelling murder and then the McGowen shooting in December of 1975, the Ransacker was changed from a mere burglar and turned into a peeper. This allowed them to figure him into being a frustrated sex fiend, potential rapist– his motive for “kidnapping” Claude Snelling’s daughter, Beth– and thence to heartless murderer if interfered with, as Claude Snelling tried to do. To bolster this image, the 1996 article even gave us a new tidbit of information– at times while in his victims’ homes, he took the wife’s lingerie and placed it in a line in the hallway– decidedly  kinky.

Is it? The anti-burglary unit never saw anything so kinky during his crime spree that they considered him a peeper. Neighborhoods weren’t even canvased until after the Snelling and McGowen encounters in late 1975. It is only then that they uncovered prowling reports. Yet an adept burglar must prowl in order to find a home that is empty. If he had struck 85 homes while empty, he must have done a lot of prowling beforehand. It is said that the Ransacker placed cups on doorknobs or plates on the floor to alert him if someone entered the house. This would give him time to flee. Would not clothing placed on the  floor in the hallway cause alarm to the homeowners? It would be the same effect. He would hear their reaction and flee out the bedroom window.

. . .If that is even true that he did that with undees. Again, nothing struck the burglary unit as indicating a kinky prowler. And if he had 85 or 90 home hits well within a 2 year period in a limited area, they sure would have noticed something by then and canvased neighborhoods.

How much is real of what we’ve heard about the Ransacker? How many strikes does he really have?  What is his true profile? Too much contradicts to believe in the Ransacker’s strange evolution.

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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.

The Visalia Ransacker’s Turf

So concrete was it to Sacramento Sheriffs in May of 1977 that there was no link between the Visalia Ransacker and The East Area Rapist that they wrote off the whole idea quickly and completely forgot about it. When over a year later in July 1978 the Sacramento Union ran an article about how Visalia believed a link was possible the Sac Sheriffs hit Visalia PD with the kitchen sink. It was over a year now since their last contact. The Sheriffs’ Department couldn’t imagine that those two Visalia detectives were still fomenting some kind of link. They weren’t even homicide detectives, and they were also insisting there was a link with the murder of Claude Snelling in Visalia in September of 1975 and the Ransacker.

Even putting aside the radical difference in both perps’ appearances (based on composites), there were many other things that didn’t match. The Ransacker loved to take blue chip stamps. EAR, though a petty thief as well, was harder core. One time he even took drugs. EAR drank beer, which apparently sometimes he brought with him. The Ransacker preferred ice cream. It was such a repeating trait that the Visalia PD had checked the ice cream parlors. EAR was thought to have shoulder length hair in the beginning (Summer of 76), but the Ransacker had such distinctly short hair, with his hair line above his ears, that the Visalia PD had checked all the barber shops in Tulare and Kings County. By contrast there was something very childlike about the Ransacker whereas EAR was a vicious sexual terrorist.

The East Area Rapist had also struck over a fairly wide area by the Summer of 77. By contrast, the Visalia Ransacker remained in a confined area for about 2 years–1974-1975. College of the Sequoias was the center of his turf. Highway 198 was the northern perimeter, Walnut Avenue was the southern perimeter, and Demaree was the western perimeter, with Mt. Whitney School being the eastern limit.

Ransacker turf

It would seem amazing that the supposedly unique looking Ransacker could operate for 2 years in such an area and not go captured or identified. Sac Sheriffs didn’t have Google Earth back then, but they may have gotten a map of Visalia. This limited turf was not suggestive of EAR. Maybe also they uncovered that Visalia PD put together the profile of the Ransacker after-the-fact; that he had merely been a burglar to them during his crime spree and they hadn’t even canvassed neighborhoods for prowlers. There might have been nothing sexual about his motives. Women hide their jewels in their undees drawers sometimes, and this could explain why lingerie was spread over the master bedroom and the drawers emptied. Sac might have thought that the Ransacker might not have needed to be very good to slip through Visalia PD’s hands.

Sacramento County Sheriffs have a much larger gene pool, so to speak, from which to promote investigators than Visalia Police. At the time Visalia was a town of about 20,000 people. The resulting attitude is unavoidable: Visalia PD were full of rubes. The Sheriff spokesman, Bill Miller, condemned them as publicity seekers and irresponsible.

The controversy aside, there are several clues for us in the Ransacker’s limited area of operation. It was centered on the college and it was accessed by a couple of main thoroughfares that led to and from Highway 198. Given his unique look, and the fact that (to our knowledge) he was never in the dragnet, we can deduce he came to the area along the highway. He was not a local boy necessarily.

Unique short blonde hair, pale skin, baby face, perhaps higher pitched voice, stocky, knock-knee, chunky, short hands, stubby fingers, and small feet.

But there is the fact that no barber recognized the composite. According to the Visalia PD they checked over two large counties.

Where did the Ransacker come from? Did his mama or dad cut his hair? Did he live on one of the farms? Where did he go?

Either the composite is grossly in error or he was on the dragnet list and they didn’t know how to check him off properly. If not that, he moved away quickly and no one seemed to have ever paid attention to him while he lived, well, wherever it had been that he had lived.

Or did a family realize their son was the Ransacker and commit him or send him away?

Before this case can be brought forward it must be fleshed out and much data released. I don’t know if that will ever happen, but if it does it must start with those citizens who went through this and are still with us. They must clarify much information about the Ransacker crimes in their homes.

We have a very general appearance today for his turf. It is centered on the college, and yet he does not seem to have been a student. He limited himself to this part of town. We must develop this in our next post.

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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.