Ten Most Heinous Crimes of the Decade

Our serious case of misanthropy just got way more serious: Hand-picked by R. Scott Moxley himself, we present to you ten heinous crimes of the decade, with his words summarized for your reading (dis)pleasure. From cops ejaculating on motorists (and getting away with it) to waaaaay too many molestation cases, it seems there's enough scum in Orange County to go around for days. Or uh, decades. 

Truth: We feel slightly queasy after compiling this list. Moxley, how do you do it?

Lester Allen Yocum
a man to do to defending himself against charges that he had molested
his daughter since she was eight years old? Well, if you're Mission
Viejo's 48-year-old Lester Allen, you call her a radical-feminist
lesbian who likes to fabricate sex crimes. The girl's motive? Revenge
against a morally conservative father who hated homosexuality and had
threatened to stop paying her college tuition if she continued to date

Read the full story

Gregory Michael Pisarcik
This one involves a ransacked Tustin apartment, a mutilated, hog-tied corpse of a naked man and an unlikely deadly weapon: An unopened, bloody bottle of Moët N Chandon.

The killer in question: 32-year-old Gregory Michael Pisarcik, who later told detectives he hated homosexuals and confessed that he had gone to the victim's home to rob him. While he was being transported to the Orange County Jail, he told a deputy: “Don't put me in with the homos. I'm not a homo. That's why I killed him. I'm not a homo.” During fingerprinting, Pisarcik told another deputy that he had no regrets about killing Leggs and had been planning a killing spree in Ventura County when deputies trapped him. During a jail interview, he told a fourth officer who had asked him to calm down, “I am not going to calm down because I killed someone and kicked his balls in, stuffed a flashlight up his ass and beat him with a bottle. . . . I hate gays.”

Read the full original story here.

Gustavo Palmas Reyes
A drunken 5'3″, 180-pound Gustavo Palmas Reyes of Anaheim arrived home one night and beat his live-in girlfriend–she had made the mistake of cooking him dinner when he wasn't hungry. Annoyed, the 42-year-old then left to drink alcohol and eat fried chicken with friends. Later that night, he came home to the couple's one-bedroom apartment, where he stripped, molested and raped his girlfriend's mute, developmentally disabled 12-year-old daughter.

Read the full story here.

Samantha Elizabeth Rothwell
After stabbing an 18 year old unsuspecting musician in the jugular with a pocketknife, Samantha Elizabeth Rothwell stood over the body and watched as blood sprayed from her victim's neck. When nearby horrified witnesses gasped, the 5-foot-tall killer voiced an opinion before walking away: “Fuck you. Get over it.”

And instead of fleeing in a panic, 20 year old Rothwell–a trustfund kid, it must be said–decided she was hungry instead: Ordering two double cheeseburgers (no onions), 10 Chicken McNuggets and a medium lemonade.

Read the full story.

Gunner Jay Lindberg
Gunner Jay Lindberg, 21 at the time, was a white supremacist, loved to pick fights with Asians, African-Americans and Latinos–anyone, really. He took methamphetamines and started an eight-year crime spree beginning at age 12:  His victims included a cop's 11-year-old son, whom he chased and shot in the throat with a BB gun; a day laborer, whom he attacked with a tree limb for the money in his pocket; a skateboarder, whom he repeatedly kicked in the stomach as he stole the board; the peers he angrily chased, firing a shotgun, over a perceived slight; an on-duty prison guard, whom he brutally ambushed; and an elderly woman, whom he pummeled during a home-invasion robbery for drug money.

But he committed his most heinous act on Jan. 28, 1996: Lindberg took Domenic Michael Christopher, a Kmart co-worker, to his apartment after they finished a shift that consisted largely of watching the Super Bowl on television in the store's break room. Lindberg hoped to mold the impressionable 17-year-old into his protNgN. They smoked pot, talked about “robbery and shit like that” and left on foot–Lindberg carrying a butcher knife he'd stolen from his grandmother's kitchen, according to police files. They stopped for dinner at Jack in the Box, and then walked the streets searching for a victim.Minutes later, they found and trapped the unsuspecting Thien Minh Ly, whose last seven minutes of life were the stuff of horror flicks. Lindberg called him a “Jap,” demanded his car keys, cursed him, punched him, stomped on his head, kicked his face, slashed his throat and stabbed him 22 times–in part, to celebrate a victory earlier that evening by what Lindberg hailed as “America's team,” the Dallas Cowboys.

Among Ly's final words were “What the fuck?”   

Read the full story here.

The Infamous Chest of Horrors
Trials occasionally give birth to bizarre sideshows. Take the case of Sheila Sikat, who lured young, female relatives–including a 4-year-old niece–to her Rancho Santa Margarita home under the guise of baby-sitting. In reality, Sikat and her husband, David Hwang, forced the kids to consume highly intoxicating drinks and waited for them to become delirious. Next, they videotaped themselves having intercourse with, orally copulating with and sodomizing their helpless prey. When sheriff's deputies arrested the couple in September 2003, they found 212 homemade child-porn videos in what they called a “chest of horrors.”

See the full story here.

Gregorio Gomez Echeverria
can imagine the joy 50-year-old Anaheim tamale dealer Gregorio Gomez
Echeverria felt when his daughter walked up to him in March 2001 and
said, “Guess what? I'm pregnant.”

Well, maybe you can't. How many of us have experienced the sensation of simultaneously becoming a grandfather and a father?

out, Echeverria began having violent sexual intercourse with his own
daughter since she was 15–one incident involved tying an electrical
cord around her neck, choking her, ripping off her clothing, then
having intercourse with her body. And then there was that time he
knocked out her front tooth.

Get the full story here.[

David Alex Park
No one disputes that an on-duty Irvine police officer got an erection and ejaculated on a motorist during an early-morning traffic stop in Laguna Beach. The female driver reported it, DNA testing confirmed it and officer David Alex Park finally admitted it.

When the case went to trial, however, defense attorney Al Stokke argued that Park wasn't responsible for making sticky all over the woman's sweater. He insisted that she made the married patrolman make the mess–after all, she was on her way home from work as a dancer at Captain Cream Cabaret.

“She got what she wanted,” said Stokke. “She's an overtly sexual person.”

A jury of one woman and 11 men–many white and in their 50s or 60s–agreed with Stokke. On Feb. 2, after a half-day of deliberations, they found Park not guilty of three felony charges that he'd used his badge to win sexual favors during the December 2004 traffic stop.

Get the full story here.

Billy Joe Johnson
White supremacist gang member Billy Joe Johnson's first arrest came for burglary at the age of 12. He dropped
out of school in the 11th grade and worked restoring antique cars but
ultimately chose a career in construction. Robberies, burglaries, drug
possessions, assaults and murders got in the way, however. In fact, twice within about a week in April 2004, Huntington Beach cops
found corpses in his presence. One of the bodies belonged to Heather
Joy Caronna, who died after a fatal injection of methamphetamine as
Johnson and his girlfriend, 26-year-old Suzanne Nicole Miller, looked on. The other belonged to Cory Christian Lamons.

To kill,
he's used a rusty steel claw hammer, a handgun, a shovel and an ax
handle. In his trial (that resulted in the sentence of the death penalty) he calmly told a jury that he plans to
kill again before the state can execute him.

Read more here.

Edgar Omar Osorio
Edgar Omar Osorio, 20, broke into the Anaheim apartment of Angela May King, a police traffic officer. Osorio's defense lawyer would later explain that the gruesome October 2000 crime that occurred was partly King's fault because she “unexpectedly came home and surprised the burglar.” This would probably kind of make sense, except for one thing: Afterward, Osorio rode his 10-speed bicycle to a backyard beer party and
entered wearing white pants and a white Hanes T-shirt spattered with
King's blood. He didn't look shell-shocked. He wasn't crying. He didn't
wipe the blood from his hands or hide the black handgun he held. He
announced to his fellow hoodlums, “I just shot a pig in the face!”

Full story here.

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