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BURN BABY! BURN!

During the early years of the twentieth century the German-American Carl Panzram went on a life-long campaign of murder and mayhem. He claimed to have killed 21 people, to have committed thousands of burglaries, robberies and arson attacks and to have sodomized more than 1,000 men.

Born in 1891 to a family of immigrant Prussian farmers in Warren, Minesota, Panzarm became a criminal as a young boy. His father had deserted his family soon after Panzram’s birth and his mother could not control him. When he was just eight years old he was brought before a juvenile court for being drunkand disorderly. Then, after burgling the house of a well-to-do neighbor, he was sent to reform school, where the discipline was rigid, if not sadistic. Pazram burned the place down.

Released in 1960, he began his war against the world in earnest, starting in the west, where he committed a string of robberies and assaults. While traveling the country he was raped by four hoboes, which instilled a mode of revenge in him: ‘Whenever I met a hobo who wasn’t too rusty looking,’ he later wrote in his wrote in his autobiography, ‘I would make him raise his hands and drop his pants. I wasn’t very particular either. I rode them old and young, tall and short, white and black.’ Having ended up in Montana State Reformatory, he quickly escaped from jail, robbing and burning down several churches over the next couple of months. Then he joined the army, only to be court-martialed on 20 April 1907 for insubordination and pilfering US- government property. Three years spent at Forth Leavenworth, where he crushed rocks under the blistering Kansas sun, honed his meanness to sharpness of razor’s edge.

After his release in 1910 Panzram headed for Mexico, where he joined up with the rebel leader Pascaul Orozco, who fought alongside Pancho Villa and Emiliano Zapata during the Mexican Revolution. He later returned to the USA, leaving a trail of murder, robbery, assault and rape in his wake as he moved north through California and the pacific Northwest region.

Arrested in Chinook, Montana, for burglary, he was sentenced to a year in prison, but escaped after eight months. A year later Panzram was arrested again, this time while using the alias Jeff Rhoades; he was given a two year jail sentence. Paroled in 1914, he immediately resumed his life of crime. In Astoria, Oregon, he was once more arrested for burglary and was offered a minimal sentence if he revealed the whereabouts of the goods that he stolen. Although he kept his side of the bargain he was sentenced to seven years imprisonment. Outraged at injustice, Panzram escaped from his cell and wrecked the jail. After the guards had beaten him up he was sent to Salem facility, the toughest prison in the state. Almost as soon as he arrived there he flung the contents of a chamber pot into a guard’s face, for which he was beaten unconscious and chained to the floor of a darkened cell for 30 days. This punishment did not break his spirit, however, and he spent his time in the hole screaming words of defiance. 

The facility’s warden was shot dead during an escape attempt, and although the new warden was even thougher Panzram still managed to burn down the prison’s workshop, as well as a flax mill. he also went berserk with an axe and incited a prison revolt, for which he was given another seven years in jail. By now, however, the atmosphere in the prison was so tense that the guards would not venture into the yard, so the warden was dismissed. The next warden was an idealist who believed that Panzram might respond to kindness. When Panzram was next caught trying to escape the warden told him he was the ‘meanest and most cowardly degenerate’ that the prison authorities had ever seen. Panzram agreed in this description, but to his astonishment instead of punishing him the warden let him leave the jail on condition that he returned that evening. Although Panzram walked through the prison gates with no intention of going back he did, in fact, return that evening. The liberal was maintained and Panzram continued to respond to it, that is recaptured after a gunfight. He was returned to a punishment cell, where he was fed a diet of bread and water, also being beaten and sprayed with a fire hose. Finally, the ever resourceful Panzram constructed his own tools and hacked his way out of the prison in May 1918.

He headed east, stealing $1,200 from a hotel in Maryland and then boarding a merchant ship bound for South America. He jumped ship in Peru, where he worked in a copper mine. In Chile, he became a foreman for an oil company, later for no apparent reason, setting fire to an oil rig. Back in the USA he stole $7,000 from a jewellery shop and $40, 000 in jewels and liberty bonds from the New Haven home of the former US president, William Howard Taft. With the money he bought a yacht, and after hiring sailors to help him to refit it he raped them and shot them before dropping their bodies in the sea. He killed ten in all.

Panzram served a six month jail sentenced in Bridgeport for pretty theft before being arrested again for inciting a riot during a labour dispute. Jumping bail, he headed for western Africa, where he continued murder spree. On one occasion he was approached by a 12-year-old boy who was begging for money. He was looking for something. He found it, too’, wrote Panzram later. ‘First I committed sodomy on him and then I killed him.’ He smashed in the boy’s head with rock: ‘his brains were coming out of his ears when I left him and he will never be deader’, Panzram enthused. Panzram once decided to go to crocodile-hunting and hired six black porters to guide him through the backwaters, later shooting them in their back and feeding them to crocodiles.

Back in the USA Panzram raped and killed three more boys. In June 1923, while he was working as a night watchman for the New Haven Yacht Club, he stole a boat, killing a man who clambered aboard and tossing the body into New York Kingston Bay. He was eventually caught attempting to rob an office in Larchmont, New York, and was sentenced to five years in Sing Sing. The guards there was unable to handle him, however, and he was sent to Clinton Prison in Dannemora, which was considered to be the end of the line for hard cases such as he. There he received savage beatings and also smashed his leg after falling from a high gallery. He spent his days plotting his revenge against the whole human race, amongst other things planning to blow up a railway tunnel when there was a train in it; to poison an entire city by putting arsenic in its water supply; and to start a war between Britain and the USA by blowing up British battleship in US waters.

When he tried to escape from Clinton Prison he was tortured by having his hands tied behind his back and then being suspended by a rope from a beam. He could endure this for 12 hours on end, all the while screaming and cursing his mother for having bought him to the world. Despite his horrendous treatment at the hands of the guards, one of them, Henry Lesser sympathized with Panzram and persuaded him to write his autobiography. Panzram did so, making no excuses for himself in it, that he had broken any law of God and humanity and further more commenting that if there had been more laws in existence he had broken those, too.

Released yet again in 1928, Panzram hit the Washington-Baltimore area like a one man crime wave, committing eleven robberies and one murder. He was soon arrested. At his trial he addressed the jury, saying ‘While you were me here, I was trying all of you. I have found you guilty. Some of you I have already executed. If I live, I’ll execute some more of you. I hate the whole human race’. The judge sentenced him to 25 years in jail. ‘Visit me’, Panzram retorted. 

At Forth Leavenworth Panzram told his guards ‘I’ll kill the first man that bothers me’. True to his word, he murdered the mild mannered, civilian prison-laundry supervisor Robert G Warnke with an iron bar. After a hasty trial Panzram was sentenced to death by hanging. Meanwhile, Lesser had been hawking Panzram’s autobiography around the literary establishment, which included the legendary newspaperman H L Menken. People were impressed by it, but when Panzram heard that they were thinking of starting a movement to work for his reprieved he protested, saying I would not reform if the front gate was opened right now and I was given a million dollars when I stepped out. I have no desire to do good or become good’.

The Society for the Abolition of Capital Punishment also stepped into try to save his neck, but he told it to forget it. Hanging would be a real pleasure and a big relief’ for him, he said. ‘The only thanks you or your kind will ever get from me for your effort is that I wish you all had one neck and I had my hands on it. I believe that the only way to reform people is to kill them. My motto is: “Rob ‘em all, rape them all and kill them all.”’ He even turned on Lesser in his writing in his last letter ‘What gets me as much about me as you do, can still be friendly towards a thing like me when I even despise and detest my own self’.

The end could not come soon enough for Carl Panzram. He was standing on the gallows on 11 September 1930 when the hangman, a son of Indiana, asked him if he had any last words. Panzram replied ‘Yes hurry it up, you Hoosier bastard. I could hang a dozen men while you’re fooling around’.       

 
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