Between 1974 and 1986 one predator prowled California by many names: Visalia Ransacker, East Area Rapist, Original Night Stalker – and, thanks to journalist Michelle McNamara, the Golden State Killer. In 2018 DNA genealogy finally unmasked him as Joseph James DeAngelo, a former police officer who spent decades hiding in plain sight as a husband, father and neighborhood curmudgeon. He has since admitted to thirteen murders, nearly fifty rapes and more than 100 burglaries, but investigators believe the true tally is higher. His case reshaped cold-case forensics, exposed terrifying cracks in law-enforcement culture and offered a rare window into the psychology of a sexually sadistic cop-turned-serial killer.
Hundreds of burglaries in Visalia. He stole small, intimate items – bras, class rings – while vandalizing family photos. The progression toward violence appeared in the attempted abduction of teenager Beth Snelling and the murder of her father, journalism professor Claude Snelling, who intervened.
After transferring to Auburn PD, DeAngelo shifted to Sacramento suburbs. He stalked neighborhoods days in advance, mapping escape paths, pre-positioning ligatures, unloading guns to avoid accidental discharges, and making “hang-up” phone calls to terrorize victims.
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Moving south – to Santa Barbara, Ventura, Orange counties – he escalated to murder. Couples were bludgeoned with a log or gun-butt after the same bindings/rape ritual. Total confirmed southern murders: ten. Last known homicide: 18-year-old Janelle Cruz in Irvine, May 1986.
After 1986 the attacks stopped. DeAngelo resumed life as a warehouse mechanic, raised three daughters, obsessively patrolled his Citrus Heights property, and was notorious for explosive rants over neighborhood dogs and lawn-mowers – glimpses of the rage that once drove his crimes.
Cold-case investigators uploaded his crime-scene DNA to GEDmatch, an open genealogy site. They built a family tree from distant relatives, narrowed it to a 72-year-old ex-cop, retrieved his discarded tissue from a trash can – and hit a match. DeAngelo was arrested at his driveway on April 24 2018, muttering, “I got a roast in the oven.”
DeAngelo scored high on classic psychopathic markers: superficial charm (seen in early police career), grandiose self-image (“I’ll come after the cops”), need for control, lack of remorse. Yet he also displayed compulsive rituals: pre-attack prowling, organizing stolen trinkets, precise knot-tying. These obsessive elements fed both his sense of mastery and his sexual arousal.
He fused domination fantasies with meticulous bondage. Victims recall how he whispered “Shhh” or cried fake tears – a performance to heighten their terror. Post-assault, he sometimes masturbated silently, reinforcing a paraphilic loop where fear equaled gratification.
Neighbours saw a grumpy retiree; co-workers, a diligent mechanic. Family members described sudden “Jerry” alter ego outbursts where he’d snarl profanity and pace like a caged animal, then switch off. This compartmentalization mirrors other organized serial offenders who sustain normalcy while indulging extremist violence.
Childhood abuse from an authoritarian father and possible witnessing of sexual violence while stationed with the Navy may have primed a lifelong need to reclaim power. As a cop he wielded authority legally; once fired, his dominion shifted to illicit predation. Binding couples and neutralizing the male partner symbolically reasserted that lost control.
Most serial predators slow with age, but profilers suspect three additional factors for DeAngelo’s stop in 1986:
Survivors and victims’ families finally faced him in court. One woman declared: “I have lived in his prison for 40 years; today I am free.” Their statements underscored generational ripple effects – PTSD, broken marriages, hyper-vigilance. DeAngelo’s chilling stillness during testimony – eyes closed, feigning frailty – only deepened the perception of remorselessness.
Joseph James DeAngelo weaponized the skills of a lawman to become California’s most terrifying predator. His confluence of psychopathy, sexual sadism, and obsessive planning allowed him to terrorize the state for a decade, vanish into suburbia for 32 years, and resurrect the limits of forensic investigation. The Golden State Killer saga is a testament to scientific perseverance, the power of victims’ voices, and the unsettling truth that the uniform of authority can mask a violently disordered mind.