Those who hunt monsters know one thing; they are everywhere out there. There have been so many ways that predators have learned to seek out their victims these days that the pool of anonymity has turned into a sea of possibilities. It use to be the case that victims almost always had something to do with their killers either by their relationships, their proximity to their abductors, their social life, their ties to the community, their comings and goings, simply because you can't kill what you can't get to. Then came the age of the internet and social media and a whole new age of crime was born. Not only were the love starved able to meet up with the available, the predators were also able to meet up with their prey. There didn't have to be much of a connection any longer. Where you went online was the only connection in a world where anonymity was as easy as lying on a profile from an IP address that was as mobile as a coffee shop on the corner.
You would think in this day and age that a stalker like the Blue Widow would have chosen her targets with much more care and caution, but she didn't. She did something in this day and age that was so rudimentary that it almost defies intelligence...she picked a person and stuck with him for thirty years. I am that person. It would seem that in a world of cyber stalking that nobody has done the most basic thing. Look for the clues. I've done that. I found the killer. The only problem is that the law enforcement here where I live doesn't want to catch her...they keep setting her free and arresting everyone that knows anything about her. It's a game of giving her more confidence than closing in on her and the victims pay the price in fear, finance and fraud. The worst part is the constant harassment suffered by the people that love you the most watching you fight a ghost that appears right in front of your eyes when she wants to mock what she has done in pictures, in the newspapers, on television and anywhere she can.
The one thing that you can't give a serial anything is confidence. You can't say, "We know who you are, but we can't stop you." This is the problem that we all face. The net that is suppose to tighten around the criminal falls onto the victims because of a lack of understanding that a woman can be just as dangerous as any man could ever be, maybe worse. The gender bias between a man's evil and a woman's is almost more than society will allow, even in the fact of undeniable evidence. I know of one person that can actually see photos of his son getting raped and not do anything about it. I don't know of anyone that could do that. Do you? I don't think that any person could see photos of this nature that wouldn't spark them to anger even if the pictures weren't of his or her own child, but in this situation there have become so many outside distractions that even that rape pales in comparison to what has and could transpire. It's a sad testament to what society has become.
The message that is being sent to the Blue Widow isn't the one that should be conveyed. The message should be, we are moving in on you and you can't breathe without us stopping you. It's the unfortunate feeling that gay men have had in Palm Springs, California for years while they walked the streets at night in the Warm Sands area. The comfort that she feels living right next to law enforcement headquarters only illustrates her unusual bravado in this situation. When she raped me in Palm Springs the last time in 2007, she was merely a block away from police headquarters and could walk to the location of the rape. The police never dispatched a single officer to the scene. The confidence she exudes is tantamount to flipping off the police while she drags a bloody trophy home from another killing...it's the saddest statement of all. I've actually heard her telling people that if someone from that department does investigate her, she'll, "simply make a call to get them in trouble". Have you ever heard of a rapist in charge of a police response like that? It's sickening. You know what is sad? She's already gotten away with it. She's already done it.
When the evidence in my rape pointed to her, all suspects, hell, even the rape, stopped existing. My smashed skull, was the result of something paranormal or some kind of dream. My infections and transfer of STD's...stereotyped as some kind of gay promiscuity thing, though I'm tested every other month. My bloody clothing, attested to a "night of rough sex" which I would never have consented to. A report that once yielded two suspects being brought in and tested, disappeared. My face photographed being punched out from the night of the rape, dismissed. All on the word of a woman that doesn't exist...a ghost that appears when she needs to lie but disappears when the police are asked about her. Why does this happen? A police pension matters more than 600 gay mens' lives. Bad press would mean change...jobs would be lost. It is easier to blame the gays than it is to admit to lying and making mistakes. It was easier to forget that I'd been raped and send my rapist after me again than it was to stop her once and for all. Only, I've been fighting this rapist and her brother now for thirty years. I've done my time in Hell.
Despite overwhelming, and easy, evidence that would yield a suspect or two, with witnesses to that fact, my case was dropped. Yes folks, there are witnesses to what happened to me that night. There is someone that was there when Laurie left, when Brian left and when they got back with items of mine stolen from my body and pictures from the rape. These were available in 2007. Instead of anybody coming forward or any police officer looking into the rape, they were also discarded and still are. You see the simple fact of the matter is this. It doesn't make economic sense to the PSPD for this crime to be solved. It doesn't LOOK GOOD for them. Rather than accepting what has happened, moving forward, becoming better, this department chose to go on the television news and say, "there is no rape investigation" and "Kevin Bond has mental issues"; well, mental issues don't come with photographs and a broken skull. They don't have witnesses. They don't file restraining orders. They don't come with six arrests and no convictions. They don't come with missing Department of Justice lab reports.
Some police officers probably think that I'll just forget about what happened to me. The problem that they don't realize is that Laurie won't EVER LET THAT HAPPEN. She's gloating, thumping her chest, berating me, showing up a funerals where she doesn't belong, stealing from me, getting closer to my family in proximity, following me on vacations...there is no forgetting with her, she wants to be remembered. I couldn't forget about it anyway. You are the same police department that put my boyfriend in homes without asking him if he wanted to be there to spy on the residents and when he refused, you put him in jail for doing something he didn't do on the word of Laurie. You see, this doesn't stop for me, PSPD, because you don't want to investigate it, it doesn't stop because you let her go. Again. You had her caught and you let her go. She's killed before, allegedly, and you let her go again.
Now she's, once again, living right across the street from the Morongo Basin Sheriff according to her own family's submission to me as an informant, living her lifetime dream of harassing me to the point of death. The attempts have been made many times. 1987 - HIV infection by a woman 2003 - Driveby shooting in San Diego 2007 - Rape/Attempted Intentional Infection and Assault With Deadly Weapon 2010 - Stalking With Intent to Sedona, Arizona. This story never ends. The problem that we are seeing here is one of obsession by a girl that sees me as "the big problem in her life". Why? I don't know. I think it is because I get a lot more attention than she does. I've never really known her. I've never liked or spoken of her. I don't particularly know her family or any of her friends. I am a gay man that was successful that did things that made her jealous and she sees my death as her final success. Unfortunately, the police see my death as the end to a serious problem for them. That's why I am writing this. If the PSPD thinks that my death will be an answer to their problems, it will only be the beginning. My family will know that Bryan Anderson did this with help...
Stalking is simply proved in this case. Laurie stole everything that I owned. She has things that she stole from me the very first time that she infected me. When I am dead, I want my blood to be tested for the HIV virus that infected me and compared to the virus in her blood. I am telling you now that I've NEVER HAD SEX WITH HER AND HAVE NEVER USED A NEEDLE FOR DRUGS. Besides, you will see that MY INFECTION CAME FROM HER NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND. This had to have been intentional. I want there to be an autopsy to look for the RFID chip in my skull at both temples until it is found. When it is found I want it delivered to the U.S. Attorney, Laura Duffy in San Diego and told to her that it was used in the attempt on my life while I worked for the U.S. Justice Department. She can talk with Jami Ferrara about the circumstances. You see, unfortunately, my blood and virus, shows whom raped me....and I want her stopped even in the event of my death. Why the stalking case against her hasn't been brought is mystifying? Why she is allowed to harass me day and night is torturous and unnecessary? I don't understand anything that Bryan Anderson is doing and wanted him to stop this long ago...I want him to stop this today!!! I want out.
My family has paid a HUGE price for the use of guinea pigging this stalker's hate. Nobody should ever have used the most damaged family of all in this manner. We've persevered individually and as a family through so much of Laurie's insanity...but I'm the one that has had to deal with her daily hate while the others in my life were able to move on without knowing the price I was paying for them. I took all of the pain and allowed them to be safe. I took all of the personal damage to my career, personal life, future and health so that they could have theirs. Now this investigation's focus is back on my family again...they are pushing Laurie to hurt someone else in my family and I won't allow that to happen without memorializing it right here for you all to see and experience. While others were taken in and protected my family was waved in front of this monster like a piece of raw meat for her to circle and chew on whenever she pleased. It's been a horrible experience. It's been, by far, the worst of the entire thirty years. All of my suffering and sacrifice means nothing now that this "plan" has been turned back on my family. Thirty years of bull fighting only to feed the bull and get her back in shape to fight me and my family again. What a worthless plan that was. I have a feeling that the only way to end this is in the bull ring once and for all.
My family and I have never lost a fight with Laurie in a courtroom. Not once. It was only in the field that she was able to cause us problems. When the truth was available we always prevailed. Keeping the truth from coming forward has been "the plan" that has damaged us again. This is my attempt again to make sure all of you know that the truth isn't just out there, it is photographed, videotaped, emailed, text messaged and Barbara and Jonathan Mendenhall have it. They have the proof. Anthony Dabiere has the proof. Christopher has the proof. Mrs. Monti has the proof. Mrs. Mendenhall has the proof. No matter what anybody says, they have it! They wanted it to be known a long time ago, but it wasn't "the plan". Ask them why it wasn't delivered.
