Edmund Kempter Research Paper
Edmund Kemper—the Coed-Killing Giant
Edmund Emil Kemper the III was born on December 18, 1948 in Burbank, California. From the very beginning of Kemper’s life he experienced parental rejection and severe verbal abuse. Kemper and his mother, Clarnell Kemper never got along. She was constantly teasing and humiliating her son. According to Kemper, Clarnell was what precipitated his killing sprees. At the age of nine, Edmund Emil Kemper the II and Clarnell decided to get a divorce. Kemper was close to his father and the whole ordeal was very upsetting to him. Kemper and his mother relocated to Montana along with his two sisters. Clarnell had become an alcoholic as a way of dealing with the divorce. Kemper had a very difficult time …show more content…
Because of her fears, she moved Kemper into a drab basement room permanently. It was there that Kemper began fantasizing about torture and mutilation. Kemper then began killing his animals. He buried one cat alive and then returned to it once it had died to decapitate it. He then placed the decapitated cat on an altar in his room where he would pray to it. He would pray that everyone else in the world would be killed except for himself. When he was thirteen he slaughtered his pet Siamese cat because he felt that it was showing his sisters more attention then it was showing …show more content…
Although he did not endure physical abuse he was severely verbally and emotionally abused. He did not receive the acceptance and love that every child needs and deserves. Instead he was called names and isolated from his peers. “Kemper had spent the formative years of his sexual development isolated from females in a mental hospital” (Fraiser 263). The years that he spent at Atascadero State Hospital were the years that Kemper should have been socializing with peers, especially females. Kemper enjoyed his stay at the hospital; when he was released he had no idea what to do. Kemper stated in an interview, “When I got out on the street it was like being on a strange plant. People my age were not talking the same language. I had been living with people older then I was for so long that I was an old fogy” (Beroldingen
Edmund Emil Kemper the III was born on December 18, 1948 in Burbank, California. From the very beginning of Kemper’s life he experienced parental rejection and severe verbal abuse. Kemper and his mother, Clarnell Kemper never got along. She was constantly teasing and humiliating her son. According to Kemper, Clarnell was what precipitated his killing sprees. At the age of nine, Edmund Emil Kemper the II and Clarnell decided to get a divorce. Kemper was close to his father and the whole ordeal was very upsetting to him. Kemper and his mother relocated to Montana along with his two sisters. Clarnell had become an alcoholic as a way of dealing with the divorce. Kemper had a very difficult time …show more content…
Because of her fears, she moved Kemper into a drab basement room permanently. It was there that Kemper began fantasizing about torture and mutilation. Kemper then began killing his animals. He buried one cat alive and then returned to it once it had died to decapitate it. He then placed the decapitated cat on an altar in his room where he would pray to it. He would pray that everyone else in the world would be killed except for himself. When he was thirteen he slaughtered his pet Siamese cat because he felt that it was showing his sisters more attention then it was showing …show more content…
Although he did not endure physical abuse he was severely verbally and emotionally abused. He did not receive the acceptance and love that every child needs and deserves. Instead he was called names and isolated from his peers. “Kemper had spent the formative years of his sexual development isolated from females in a mental hospital” (Fraiser 263). The years that he spent at Atascadero State Hospital were the years that Kemper should have been socializing with peers, especially females. Kemper enjoyed his stay at the hospital; when he was released he had no idea what to do. Kemper stated in an interview, “When I got out on the street it was like being on a strange plant. People my age were not talking the same language. I had been living with people older then I was for so long that I was an old fogy” (Beroldingen