Sep 2 2018
Apparently the Chimp is going to serialize Mae West’s new book next week and as you doubtlessly already know; Mae West is allegedly the daughter of serial, sex killers Fred & Rose West.
However, no matter how hard it is for people to believe, the fact is the Fred & Rose tale is as fake as the one about Ian & Myra.
Course, like all good yarns the story and players are totally believable… That is until you put them under intense scrutiny and then the script quickly falls apart. I mean, these fairy tales of bodies being buried under the floorboards or stuffed in cupboards just do not hold water.
After all, the smell from a rotting body is unbearable and corpses tend to explode when left untreated:
Death Chill: Immediately after the heart stops beating, the body rapidly cools down until it reaches room temperature. This is known as Algor Mortis.
Rigor Mortis: Without the heart pumping, blood coagulates in the veins, arteries and capillaries, causing the entire body to stiffen. Rigor mortis sets in around two to six hours after death. Decomposition: For a few days after death, some cells (such as skin cells) are still alive. Because of this, the live bacteria starts to break down and putrefy the body.
Colour: First the body turns green, then purple, and then eventually black.
Smell: The putrefying body gives off a sulphurous gas with a horrific smell, similar to rotten eggs.
Bloating: This gas also builds up inside the body, causing the corpse to expand, the eyes to be pushed out of their sockets and forces the tongue out of the mouth.
Blistering: A week after death, the body’s skin will blister so much that the slightest touch will cause it to fall off.
And finally: A month after death a corpse’s hair and nails will fall out, and the organs will liquefy. The body then swells until it bursts open, leaving nothing but the skeleton behind. Source
Indeed, although rare it was not unheard of for bodies buried in coffins back in the day to even explode right out of the ground – a phenomenon known as Exploding-Casket-Syndrome.
Yet people believe the old bollox about 10 Rillington Place and other ‘house of horror‘ stories, hook line and sinker… And of course, Charmaine West – step daughter of Fred West – was supposedly murdered and her untreated body was just put under the kitchen floor until Fred got around to disposing of it under an extension months later.
Course, you have to wonder what an earth Mae West has still got to reveal since she has already written a book with her brother Stephen, detailing her childhood:
I mean why didn’t she tell the full story at the time?
And of course, that book is just one of many, many written by the West family, investigative reporters and the police officers involved… Has Mae’s memory improved over the last 24 years or summat?
Nevertheless, the Chimp farticle begins thus:
There aren’t many support groups for the children of serial killers. ‘There are a limited number of us about,’ Mae West observes wryly.
True, but there are many support groups for victims of child sexual abuse so I am not exactly sure of what point is being made there. Moreover, Mae was born in 1972 making her 22 years old when Fred was arrested. So if things were that bad, why the fuck was she still living at home?
Mae is a pretty woman. Composed in demeanour, softly spoken, articulate, likeable and with a quiet line in ironic humour, she speaks powerfully on behalf of the tiny but forgotten minority to which she belongs.
Now I have to say that despite Mae being described as a “pretty woman”, she appears to have become very camera shy since there is not a single photo of her in adulthood to be found in the long article… Something that cannot be said for her when she released her first book and the decade that followed after, since she and her brother gave many a TV interview.
PHOTO: Stephen & Mae West
Course, as far as I am concerned, Mae looks far, far too much like the mother of murdered schoolgirl April Jones to be a coincidence:
April Jones-May West (May being the original spelling of her name)… April May… Geddit… Everything has to connect.
Nevertheless, the farticle continues:
You would never guess from her life today — a stable marriage, two children, a comfortable, modern home in a smart enclave of a historic English town — the depths of horror and depravity that scarred her childhood.
‘Sometimes I think when the criminals are sorted out, people overlook their families,’ she says. ‘I often see cases in the news and wonder: “What happened to the children?”
‘My mum is in prison for life. She’s been convicted of the murders of a child and nine young women — one of them my older sister, Heather — and, in a sense, she’s protected.
And here we have another anomaly. You see, 25 Cromwell St where as many as a dozen women were murdered is not as big a house as you would think.
I mean it was a three story building with a basement but it was only narrow.
Moreover, being an old place it would not be particularly well soundproofed. Yet despite having 8 kids and 3 or 4 lodgers at any one time, Fred & Rose managed to murder a dozen people – often torturing them for days on end – without being discovered.
I mean, course it may have been possible but surely the chances of discovery were far too great to take the risk?
‘Sometimes I feel: “It’s all right for her.” She’s had counselling, she’s done a degree in English; every course she’s been offered she’s said “yes” to. She has a full life: hobbies, gym, sewing, cookery. She lives in a bubble.
‘But what about us, her children? There’s no place for us to be ourselves.
‘I worry about people knowing or discovering who I am. And I have all these anxieties about my son finding out about his grandparents.
So, to stop people finding out who she is, she writes a book telling everyone who she is… Roger that.
‘My daughter is grown up now and she knows and has dealt with it. She discovered her uncle’s credit card has the name West on it, put two and two together and Googled it. I wish she hadn’t found out that way.
Total, total bollox… Why would Mae have her uncle’s credit card laying about… The same uncle that allegedly raped her when she was 5 years old, although that rape is a new detail. Kinda makes you wonder why Uncle Rapist wasn’t put on trial for it.
Nevertheless, we are supposed to believe that Mae’s daughter finds Uncle Rapist’s credit card which carries one of the most common surnames in the country and immediately concludes that she is the granddaughter of Fred & Rose. And then, just to double check, she goes on the internet and lo & behold finds untold photos of Mother Mae – who doesn’t want to be recognized – giving press interviews… Roger that too.
‘And my son’s coming up to nine years old and . . .’ she sighs heavily, ‘all the old fears are surfacing again. My strategy is to leave it. I won’t tell him now. I want him to have a childhood that isn’t marred.
And to ensure that his childhood isn’t marred, Mae writes a second book… Fuck me, she only needs to write another one after that and she will be on a par with Christine Keeler who wrote a book claiming to be ‘the truth’…; And then a second claiming to be ‘the whole truth’… Before writing her third claiming to be ‘the real truth’.
Yet none of those three Keeler books are the truth and neither is this new book of Mae’s. Indeed it is just another money making scheme to keep Fred & Rose in the public’s minds.
‘It’s always a problem being part of the West family. I know I can’t work with children, and it’s about self-protection as much as anything, because if something happened to a child in my care — if they fell and hurt themselves — I’d be blamed because of my background.
‘I thought about escaping my past once and going to Australia, but they wouldn’t let me into the country because of what my parents did. And to think they used to deport convicts there from Britain!’ She rolls her eyes and laughs bleakly.
‘Once, my husband applied to be a policeman. But he couldn’t get in, and I’m sure it’s because he’s married to me.
‘We feel stigmatised, of course we do. We were overlooked by the authorities while our parents abused us sexually and physically as kids, and now as adults they say: “You’re from an abusive family. We’ll have to keep an eye on you.” ’
The crimes of Mae’s parents, Fred and Rosemary West, were so heinous they appalled and transfixed the world.
In 1994, police searched the family home in a rough street in Gloucester, looking for the remains of the Wests’ eldest child, Heather.
A warren of a house from which Rose worked as a prostitute, 25 Cromwell Street had been sub-divided into rented bedsits by Fred. It became known as the House of Horrors after police excavations unearthed a series of dismembered female bodies in the basement and under the patio.
Among the remains were those of Heather, strangled seven years earlier in 1987 when, aged 16, she had tried to run away from home to avoid Fred’s predatory sexual advances.
Over the course of the previous 14 years, Fred, it emerged, had committed at least a dozen more murders — the majority with Rose, his second wife.
The Cromwell Street victims — some teenagers; all female — were lodgers, nannies, students, hitch-hikers, runaways. They were subjected to brutal sexual assaults by Fred, and sometimes Rose as well. Some were mutilated; many were decapitated.
Rose and Fred had eight children during their marriage — of whom Mae, 46, is the eldest surviving daughter. None of them had an inkling that their home held such gory secrets until their parents were arrested and charged after the bodies had been exhumed.
Fred, it also came to light, had committed at least two further murders alone, while Rose was responsible for killing Fred’s stepdaughter Charmaine from his first marriage to Rena, who was also one of Fred’s early victims.
Fred admitted to this monstrous catalogue of crimes, claiming he’d acted alone. He committed suicide on January 1, 1995, in his cell at Birmingham Prison, where he was being held on remand.
Rose has consistently professed her innocence, but the jury at her trial in November that year did not believe her. Convicted of ten murders, she was sentenced to life imprisonment with a later order from the Home Secretary that she should never be released. Source
Now funnily enough, Fred West and Moor Murder victim, Keith Bennet were the same person when they were children.
PHOTO: Keith Bennett and Fred West… Look at their ears.
Course, they would be because everything has to connect in the world of Satan.
And I wrote about Fred & Rose’s true identities in my article “How The West Was Won Part 2“:
Nevertheless, Rose West and Linda Gilroy, the camera shy former Labour Party MP for ‘Plymouth Sutton’ from 1997 until her defeat at the 2010 general election are definitely the same person.
Gilroy – born in 1949 – is supposedly 4 years older than West who was born in 1953… However, Gilroy is also Cherie Blair – who was born 10 months after West in 1954.
Which would be why Tony Blair keeps trying to snog her:
PHOTO: Tony Blair kissing Linda Gilroy
Just sayin’. Not that Cherie minds who she snogs either:
And she is not to be fucked with if you know whats good for you:
Nevertheless, let’s go compare Cherie & Linda:
Now let me tell you, I could go on seemingly endlessly showing you comparisons of Blair & Gilroy but as far as I am concerned, the one above is sufficient and as such, if you ain’t convinced then go have a look for yourselves.
Course, in turn that makes Cherie Blossom-Pie the serial killer Rosemary West.
Yes it fucking does Cherie Blair and you know it too.
Shall we have a look?
Yes we shall:
Cherie Blair is without a doubt 100% Rose West… And even posed with ‘Husband’ Fred, who is in reality DOCTOR David Drew, the MP for stroud, having first been elected to Parliament in 1997 – the same year as Linda Gilroy as chance would have it.
PHOTO: Dr Drew & Cherie Blair
Before that Drew had been a Councillor for Gloucestershire County Council, having been born in the County, as was Fred West as chance would once again have it.
And if that isn’t evidence staring you straight in the face then I am fucked if I know what is! I mean David Drew, MP from Gloucestershire posing for a photo with Cherie Blair and both looking exactly like Fred & Rose West from errrr… Gloucestershire.
Or is that a coincidence?
Now funnily enough I wrote an article around 4 years ago in which
Nancy Drew had been mentioned and I commented on his photo at the time about how much he looked like Fred West… I was a lot more Naive back then:
But come on people, how much evidence do you need. I mean Drew & West even have the same fucking gap in their teeth in the exact same place.
And it doesn’t end there although if you want to find out the many other anomalies about the Cromwell Street bollox then you will have to read the aforementioned linked article for your self.
However, before I close this article I will point out that Fred & Rose make a comedy appearance in my book, ‘Never Mind The Sex Pistols‘ which you can buy HERE… Please
Just sayin’… Y’all have a nice day now.