he was a killing machine, but he needed those props in order to look normal, and normal he looked. the people of wichita unfortunately have one more btk horror to endure. on june 27th, 2005, dennis rader is arraigned in a wichita courthouse. fully aware that the world is watching, he takes the opportunity to coldly and callously confess to his crimes in excruciating detail. yes, i had some sexual fantasies, but that was after she was gone. and i strangled josephine. she passed out. i thought she was dead. when i heard him stand up in court and start, you know, giving the confessions, what he conveniently left out, the way in which he killed his poor, innocent victims and the way they suffered and the torture. as he s going through this self-serving dissertation, you
him a name with the idea that that would satisfy him and that he would continue to communicate with us through written communications and not through sending us more bodies. the news that a serial killer called btk is roaming the city, stalking his next victim, leaves the community stunned. as far as they were concerned, btk was right around the corner. so there was a significant fear factor. the sales of alarm systems went up. locks, deadbolts. you couldn t buy one in wichita because everybody wanted to make sure that their house was safe. women would come home in the evening hours, the first thing that they would do is they d open their door and they d go to the telephone to make sure that they had a dial tone because one of btk s tactics was to cut the phone wires. then something happens no one expects. btk seems to disappear leaving the people of wichita with a false sense of security. to have the police come out
we didn t worry about where we went out at night. it was just a very innocent time. no real fears. things that happened in new york, things that happened in l.a. did not happen in wichita, kansas. we basically thought we were insulated from everything else. well, that all changed when the oteros were murdered. we lost our innocence in 1974, and we ve never gained it back. on the cold winter morning of january 15th, a murder shocked the community of wichita. well, the oteros parents were found in the bedroom fully clothed. they were strangled. they were lying face down. 38-year-old mechanic and former air force master sergeant joseph otero and his wife are savagely killed. joseph was on the floor. the mother was on the bed. they had both been strangled. they had bags over their heads. and they were bound with their hands behind them, and their feet were bound.
brutal it was because it would scare a lot of people in wichita. the city was shocked, but still, i don t think it was to the extent that they would become later, in later years. the people of wichita could never have known the terror that would haunt them for years to come. up next he liked to tie people up, and he liked to torture them, and he liked to kill them. evil gives itself a name. that s why we re supplying natural gas to generate cleaner electricity. that has around 50% fewer co2 emissions than coal. and it s also why, with our partner in brazil, shell is producing ethanol - a biofuel made from renewable sugarcane. a minute, mom! let s broaden the world s energy mix. let s go.
police confirmed their suspicions when they discovered that rader is responsible for two more unsolved wichita murders. on april 27, 1985, he murdered one of his neighbors, 53-year-old marine hedge. rader s 10th victim is 62-year-old grandmother dolores davis. she had retired just a few weeks prior to her murder, on january 19th, 1991. the news of dennis rader s arrest stuns wichita. he looked like an average joe. he didn t look like a scary guy. very shocking just in the sense that the whole time that he was living right here. i think the worst part is knowing somebody that i went to church with, somebody that i communed with, somebody that i attended his daughter s wedding and he attended my son s wedding was capable of this. his life was basically a play. his family, his job, all that, those were just props.