The Bloody Hook, The Boogey Man and "Lisa": Which One Do You Think Is Real?

She's more prolific than the Zodiac Killer.  More victims than Ted Bundy.  Seeks out gay men more than Jeffrey Dahmer.  There is no other serial killer in history that is more prolific than Lisa and nobody has ever held on to their victims longer with more impact.

Welcome to California and the LGBT communities that have all heard of the horrible group of people that knock out, infect, implant and stalk their victims...sometimes for decades.  This "urban legend" really is a combination of two different stories that I'd heard of while I was living in San Diego.  I never realized how much of a part I would play in the story about the people that knock out and infect unsuspecting gay men with HIV and the girl that turns everyone into the police after she sells drugs to them.

It's true.  We have a police department with a horrible reputation in the gay community and try as they might to make themselves look better, the statistics will bear out that once "Lisa" left town, the arrests in our community dropped off the map.  The police department has their role in this crime of negligence and lying, but it really starts with a homophobic attitude of two of our own community members.  Closeted or not, Lori and Brian, ARE members of our community.  You know that old cliché, you fear in others what you are not comfortable about in yourself.  These two are the violent personification of that theme in the most exponential sense.  In fact, there is so much cliched information about the two of them, that it is incredible that they managed to escape capture for this long.  Unfortunately for us, when members of our own community turn on us, it makes us more difficult to understand what has happened here.  Remember, both Lori and Brian say that they aren't gay...sometimes.  Sometimes they say they aren't.  In fact they are never who they say they are and that's where I came in.

Somehow, I never connected myself with this legend even though I'd heard of it.  I was in my late thirties when I connected the dots and realized that the phenomenon that I was writing about in my diaries, WAS the urban legend!  

I can explain.

I think you compartmentalize your life into stages and when bad things happened to my family that we couldn't explain, I had to grow up faster than most kids my age.  It was simply a case of protecting myself and my family.  At the age of 9 or 10, I lived near one of Lisa's relatives.  Though I don't ever remember her being in that home, I am certain that she was because of some hateful messages that were left in our mailbox.  This is a theme that would carry on for years behind my back to friends of mine that never told me anything about them.

A bully is a bully.  Male, female...they're all the same.  Mine was no different except the feeling that she was violent, very very violent.  Most kids know who their bully is, I didn't.  I had to ask someone who she was and still didn't know.  I did, however, know that what I was experiencing had to do with the acquittal of my father on a case where a student had accused him of sexual conduct.  It was a long case and the acquittal came in the summer.  In the fall when school started, on my first day, this girl must have planned the ambush that would last throughout high school.

It wasn't something ideal and was completely abusive to a kid that had already been through a nightmare.  Typical of predators to seek out someone like this though, at the time, she was just really hateful and I feared for my life, even then.

Once I left school and went to college...I was intentionally infected with HIV without having sex or using drugs.  I say intentional because my HIV is from a female.  There was never any kind of contact with me and a female...I'm gay.

Then the stalking started...almost immediately.  You see, I never put these things together, who would? Cars followed me everywhere.  People followed me onto my college campus.  They followed my roommates too.  Dealing with the infection that would take my life and being stalked proved too much for me...I used marijuana and meth (for about three months) to forget about these problems.  It wasn't a good idea.

Still somehow, my sister found out this before I could even tell her.  I was always honest about the HIV because my mom and dad were there for the test results when I got the news.  I didn't know then that someone, "Lisa", was listening to every single detail.  She would then spread this rumor to everyone I knew and lied about it too.  Of course she knew I was HIV positive, she'd given it to me when she committed the human experiment of RFID implanting, on purpose.

The stalking would last for many many years.   In San Diego, it got worse.  I can't really explain what this was like other than to say that there seemed like hundreds and hundreds of people following me all the time...until one night, they stopped and I was shot at.  Mysteriously this came about a year and a half after my brother in law was shot, in self defense, by Lori's then uncle.  Coincidence...not when you find out what Bryan Anderson knows.

Over this period of twenty or so years from 1987-2007, the urban legend was growing and I'd heard about it.  There was a group of people in Palm Springs that was luring gay men, online, to "parties" that would knock them out and infect them with HIV.  Everyone I knew had heard something about this.  Being a person living with the disease, I thought how terrible this was.  I was always careful about not infecting anyone else.  Apparently, Lisa, wasn't into that position.  

My opinion is that some people become educated and help the HIV community after they are infected and some people become embittered and blame everyone that isn't positive and seek to hurt them.  I am the first, Lori is the second.  Allegedly.

As that legend grew, along side of it came another one.  I was a frequent visitor to the Palm Springs area and heard about a girl drug dealer that lived in the Warm Sands area who sold drugs then turned people into the police afterwards to protect her own business.  She was an evil bitch.  Nobody liked her but she was ultimately fascinated with gay men that she openly professed to hate.

Two urban legends...became one.  It wasn't until after my shooting that I started recalling all of these things.  The infection, the stalking, the rumors I would find out about.  I kept thinking about how these "group stalkers" would know where I was going when I hadn't told a soul.  I practiced escaping at night...to Los Angeles...and they would be in the parking lot before I would arrive.  How could this be?  They had to know what I was thinking.  But how?

Once my life and career had been destroyed in San Diego, I decided to find out who shot at me and what this was about.  I immersed myself in the gay community with drugs and not drugs...sobriety and sin.  Keeping one foot in the party crowd and one in the sober crowd.  I found out that there were lots of people in 12 step programs in Palm Springs that had also been victimized by Lisa.  Drugs and a girl...wait a minute...isn't that the urban legend?  It sure was.

One thing that most of you may not put together is how rare it is that gay men will associate with females.  Yes we have friends, but by and large, we have gay male friends.  Our other friends are lesbians.  It's just how it is.  Lori stood out like a sore thumb...just like in high school, she still had the biggest mouth and lied constantly about everything.  When I look back at the trouble she had in high school, it is no wonder she came to a gay neighborhood to cause more.

A female hanging out where gay men are...sticks out.  Then there was the legend of "Mikey and Jessica".  I was clear to everyone that I partied with from the beginning, "I don't want to meet Jessica, I've heard nothing but the worst things about her."  She steals, she lies and she's hateful to gay men...isn't that the urban legend too?  Yes, I had a feeling now and it kept on growing.

It didn't hurt that when I did see Bryan Anderson that he would mention Lori by name.  This made me think, why would he be around someone like her.  They are opposites.  He's much older than her but then again, the USMC was something that they did have in common.  Both came from families in the Marine Corp.  I never had one bad thing to say about Lori, but I sure did think them...she, afterall, had abused me many times in high school and had people trying to physically harm me on a daily basis.  She never let up.  When I heard the name, I put two and two together...Lisa/Lori/Jessica...could it be?

Then I started hearing voices.  It was possible for me to hear them for decades, but it was only after I had come back to Palm Springs that it happened.  The first thing Lori said to me on the microphone was, "You look like you have AIDS!"  I knew that voice instantly!  She talked about her cousins that lived across the street from me growing up.  She talked about my father, my sister, my brother in law.  All the painful things she could conger up.  Lori, hadn't change one single bit, but I have.

The ensuing story and investigation is the uncovering of an urban legend with forensics, court documents, photographs, videos, diaries and stories from many witnesses...the Legend of the Blue Widow.

This is an incredible story of obsession by a woman that clearly has lost her mind and the child victim that she chose when he was 9 to hate for the rest of her life.

I know you will all be astonished by how evil a person can get when they know everything that you are thinking.

Now I want to put the question to you.  What would you do if you knew who the urban legend was, what she'd done to your life, friends and family and what she planned to do for the rest of her life?

Would you keep quiet or would you fight back?

I chose to fight.

All connected.  All the painful worst case scenario things that ever happened to me..all connected.  To one girl. A hateful, mean, bigoted, sociopath with homicidal tendencies.  It's no wonder so many people "hate Lisa", there's really nothing to love about her.