CHARLES MANSON

I read about Cameron County Judge Eddie "Panocha" Treviño and he excites my killer instincts. The man will do anything to advance his interests. In order to be a killer, you have to have the same mindset. I also like the fact that he has female followers who faint in his presence. They remind me of my girls. They are as crazy as him just as my bitches were as crazy as me.

When I read about the bloody mess he is leaving Brownsville and the region during his savage spree as county judge, I can't help but recall those two nights when we stabbed those people to death. I wish Eddie and his gals had been members of my gang. We could have killed dozens more. We could have swum in gore.

I relate to Eddie. Why? We're both monsters. In the fantasy worlds we inhabit, we rationalize any behavior, no matter how bizarre, as acceptable. When I'm lying on my cloud in heaven and speculating about Eddie's latest outrageous lie that leads to scores of deaths, I feel I'm in the company of a fellow madman. I ejaculate imagining the destruction we could have cause together.

Eddie is working his maniacal magic on Dr. Jaime Castillo and Dr. Eder Hernandez. If he convinces Brownsville and Cameron County's most prominent medical figures in regards to COVID-19 to help him paint the streets red with the blood of their fellow citizens, I will cut my hair to honor an individual crazier than me.

You can count on Eddie to do the most terrible things. He's blessed. He doesn't suffer from a guilty conscience. As he says to one of his groupies, "It's all about the money, honey."

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