I noticed
when someone in a statement said that BK relied on women to defend him
this lady lost her cool.
She looked agitated IMO.
Did anybody notice it too?
Or is it my imagination?
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I noticed
when someone in a statement said that BK relied on women to defend him
this lady lost her cool.
She looked agitated IMO.
Did anybody notice it too?
Or is it my imagination?
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Not your imagination, nope.
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Deleting my post about Blum’s book being in the documents. I may have saved it to my computer previously or something and it got mixed in.
Or it might be there. Who knows.
Or it might be there. Who knows.
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Bryan Kohberger's lookalike sister dons red dress to watch sentencing
Amanda Kohberger traveled to Boise, Idaho, to watch Bryan get sentenced for the murders of four young students.
I think she is very brave and shows a lot of strength to be at the sentencing. She is probably there for her mom. I feel badly for his family. They didn't do anything, except be related to a mass murderer. They are victims.
I wonder if her brother even appreciated her presence there today. A remarkable young woman. Not an easy day.
Begins at mark 3:01:37
Hello. I'd like to start by thanking the court for allowing me the time and opportunity to speak today. My name is
Alivea and I'm the big sister of Kaylee Gonzalez and I was blessed to love Madison Mogan as a sister, too. I'm not
here today to speak in grief. I'm here to speak in truth.
Because the truth is my sister Kaylee and her best friend Maddie were not yours to take.
They were not yours to study, to stalk, or to silence.
They were two pieces of a whole, the perfect yin and yang. They are everything that you could never be.
loved, accepted, vibrant, accomplished, brave, and powerful. Because the truth
about Kaylee and Maddie is they would have been kind to you.
If you had approached them in their everyday lives, they would
have given you directions, thanked you for the compliment, or awkwardly giggled to make your own words less
uncomfortable for you.
In a world that rejected you, they would have shown mercy.
Because the truth is, I'm angry.
Every day I'm angry. I'm left shouting at the inside of my own head everything
I wish I could say to you.
The truth about me is when I heard the news, I didn't cry. I listened for them. I promised them I would. That I would
fight for them. That I would show up no matter what it cost me.
I swore I'd never let them feel alone. Because you see, I've always been their
heavy weight. I've always been the one to fight the battles they didn't feel ready to fight themselves. All it ever
took was a call. And they knew I would handle it for them, no matter the time,
no matter the cost. They could wave their white flag because they knew I
would never back down. Not for them. And not even death could change that.
Somewhere along the line, I started to think about what I would say to them if I was given just one last chance.
If I could gather enough heartbreak or love or sacrifice or whatever it took to get just one message across.
What would I say?
Throughout this entire process,
I've written my feelings down at every moment. my my wishes, my love, my denial, my anger. And as one final act
of love, I'd planned to read these thoughts, even jarring and discombobulating and not even making
sense. Because for me, that was true love, as bare and as naked as it could
be. Not laced in pretty words or dressed for the occasion, but written through
blurry eyes at 2 a.m. with clenched fists, angry at this reality.
My true final act of love was to continue on without them for them.
That dream to read a love to read aloud my love to them to bring meaning through
pain was the latest blow in realizing you don't deserve it and Kaylee and Maddie don't need it.
Kaylee and Maddie have always known my love, and they would never ask me to prove it by further
victimizing myself to a defendant who has shown no guilt, no remorse, no
apprehension. They would say to me, "Why would you give the satisfaction of showing
vulnerability now? You promised you would never back down." And for that
clarity, I'm thankful.
I won't stand here and give you what you want. I won't offer you tears. I won't
offer you trembling. Disappointments like you thrive on pain, on fear, and on
the illusion of power. And I won't feed your beast.
Instead, I will call you what you are. Sociopath, psychopath,
murderer.
I will ask the questions that reverberate violently in my own head so
loudly that I can't think straight most any day. Some of these might be
familiar, so sit up straight when I talk to you.
How was your life right before you
murdered my sisters? Did you prepare for the crime before leaving your apartment?
Please detail what you were thinking and feeling at this time.
Why did you choose my sisters?
Before making your move, did you approach my sisters?
Detail what you were thinking and feeling before leaving their home.
Is there anything else you did?
How does it feel to know the only thing you failed more miserably at than being
a murderer is trying to be a rapper?
Did you recently start shaving or manually pulling out your eyebrows?
Why November 13th?
Did you truly think your Amazon purchase was untraceable because you used a gift card?
How do you find it enjoyable to stargaze with such a severe case of visual snow?
Where is the murder weapon?
The clothes you wore that night?
What did you bring into the house with you?
What was the second weapon you used on Kaylee?
What were Kaylee's last words?
Please describe in detail the level of anxiety you must have felt when you
heard the bearcat pull up to your family home on December 30th, 2022.
Which do you regret more?
returning to the crime scene 5 hours later or never ever going back to
Moscow, not even once after stalking them there for months.
If you were really smart, do you think you'd be here right now?
What's it like needing this much attention just to feel real?
You're terrified of being ordinary, aren't you?
Do you feel anything at all?
Or are you exactly what you always feared? Nothing.
If you're so powerful, then why are you still hiding, defendant?
You see, I'm here today as me.
But who are you?
Let's try to take off your mask and see.
You didn't create devastation.
You revealed it in it in yourself.
And that darkness you carry, that emptiness, you'll sit with it long after this is over.
That is your sentence.
And it was written on the wall long before you ever plead guilty.
You didn't win.
You just exposed yourself as the coward you are.
You're a delusional, pathetic, hypocchondric loser who thought you were so much smarter than everybody else.
constantly scolding, turning your nose up to grammar mistakes, nitpicking and criticizing others.
You wanted so badly to be different, to be special, to be better, to be deep, to be mysterious.
You found yourself thinking you were better than everyone else, and you thought you could figure out the human
psyche and see through it, all while tweaked out on heroin.
lurking in the shadows made you feel powerful because no one ever paid you any attention in the light.
You thought you were exceptional all because of a grade on a paper.
You thought you were elite because your online IQ test from 2010 told you so.
All of that effort just to seem important.
It's desperate.
There is a name for your condition, though. Your inflated ego just didn't allow you to see it. Wannabe.
You act like no one could ever understand your mind. But the truth is, you're basic.
You're a textbook case of insecurity disguised as control.
Your patterns are predictable. Your motives are shallow. You are not profound.
You're pathetic. You aren't special or deep, not mysterious or exceptional.
Don't ever get it twisted again.
No one is scared of you today. No one is intimidated by you. No one is impressed by you.
No one thinks that you are important. You orchestrated this like you thought you were God.
Now look at you begging a courtroom for scraps.
You spent months preparing and still all it took was my sister and a sheath.
You worked so hard to seem dangerous. But real control doesn't have to prove itself.
The truth is the scariest part about you is how painfully average you turned out
to be.
The truth is you're as dumb as they come. Stupid, clumsy, slow, sloppy, weak, dirty.
Let me be very clear.
Don't ever try to convince yourself you mattered just because someone finally said your name out loud.
I see through you.
You want the truth? Here's the one you'll hate the most.
If you hadn't attacked them in their sleep in the middle of the night like a pedophile, Kaylee would have kicked your f _ @ss. Thank you
Hello. I'd like to start by thanking the court for allowing me the time and opportunity to speak today. My name is
Alivea and I'm the big sister of Kaylee Gonzalez and I was blessed to love Madison Mogan as a sister, too. I'm not
here today to speak in grief. I'm here to speak in truth.
Because the truth is my sister Kaylee and her best friend Maddie were not yours to take.
They were not yours to study, to stalk, or to silence.
They were two pieces of a whole, the perfect yin and yang. They are everything that you could never be.
loved, accepted, vibrant, accomplished, brave, and powerful. Because the truth
about Kaylee and Maddie is they would have been kind to you.
If you had approached them in their everyday lives, they would
have given you directions, thanked you for the compliment, or awkwardly giggled to make your own words less
uncomfortable for you.
In a world that rejected you, they would have shown mercy.
Because the truth is, I'm angry.
Every day I'm angry. I'm left shouting at the inside of my own head everything
I wish I could say to you.
The truth about me is when I heard the news, I didn't cry. I listened for them. I promised them I would. That I would
fight for them. That I would show up no matter what it cost me.
I swore I'd never let them feel alone. Because you see, I've always been their
heavy weight. I've always been the one to fight the battles they didn't feel ready to fight themselves. All it ever
took was a call. And they knew I would handle it for them, no matter the time,
no matter the cost. They could wave their white flag because they knew I
would never back down. Not for them. And not even death could change that.
Somewhere along the line, I started to think about what I would say to them if I was given just one last chance.
If I could gather enough heartbreak or love or sacrifice or whatever it took to get just one message across.
What would I say?
Throughout this entire process,
I've written my feelings down at every moment. my my wishes, my love, my denial, my anger. And as one final act
of love, I'd planned to read these thoughts, even jarring and discombobulating and not even making
sense. Because for me, that was true love, as bare and as naked as it could
be. Not laced in pretty words or dressed for the occasion, but written through
blurry eyes at 2 a.m. with clenched fists, angry at this reality.
My true final act of love was to continue on without them for them.
That dream to read a love to read aloud my love to them to bring meaning through
pain was the latest blow in realizing you don't deserve it and Kaylee and Maddie don't need it.
Kaylee and Maddie have always known my love, and they would never ask me to prove it by further
victimizing myself to a defendant who has shown no guilt, no remorse, no
apprehension. They would say to me, "Why would you give the satisfaction of showing
vulnerability now? You promised you would never back down." And for that
clarity, I'm thankful.
I won't stand here and give you what you want. I won't offer you tears. I won't
offer you trembling. Disappointments like you thrive on pain, on fear, and on
the illusion of power. And I won't feed your beast.
Instead, I will call you what you are. Sociopath, psychopath,
murderer.
I will ask the questions that reverberate violently in my own head so
loudly that I can't think straight most any day. Some of these might be
familiar, so sit up straight when I talk to you.
How was your life right before you
murdered my sisters? Did you prepare for the crime before leaving your apartment?
Please detail what you were thinking and feeling at this time.
Why did you choose my sisters?
Before making your move, did you approach my sisters?
Detail what you were thinking and feeling before leaving their home.
Is there anything else you did?
How does it feel to know the only thing you failed more miserably at than being
a murderer is trying to be a rapper?
Did you recently start shaving or manually pulling out your eyebrows?
Why November 13th?
Did you truly think your Amazon purchase was untraceable because you used a gift card?
How do you find it enjoyable to stargaze with such a severe case of visual snow?
Where is the murder weapon?
The clothes you wore that night?
What did you bring into the house with you?
What was the second weapon you used on Kaylee?
What were Kaylee's last words?
Please describe in detail the level of anxiety you must have felt when you
heard the bearcat pull up to your family home on December 30th, 2022.
Which do you regret more?
returning to the crime scene 5 hours later or never ever going back to
Moscow, not even once after stalking them there for months.
If you were really smart, do you think you'd be here right now?
What's it like needing this much attention just to feel real?
You're terrified of being ordinary, aren't you?
Do you feel anything at all?
Or are you exactly what you always feared? Nothing.
If you're so powerful, then why are you still hiding, defendant?
You see, I'm here today as me.
But who are you?
Let's try to take off your mask and see.
You didn't create devastation.
You revealed it in it in yourself.
And that darkness you carry, that emptiness, you'll sit with it long after this is over.
That is your sentence.
And it was written on the wall long before you ever plead guilty.
You didn't win.
You just exposed yourself as the coward you are.
You're a delusional, pathetic, hypocchondric loser who thought you were so much smarter than everybody else.
constantly scolding, turning your nose up to grammar mistakes, nitpicking and criticizing others.
You wanted so badly to be different, to be special, to be better, to be deep, to be mysterious.
You found yourself thinking you were better than everyone else, and you thought you could figure out the human
psyche and see through it, all while tweaked out on heroin.
lurking in the shadows made you feel powerful because no one ever paid you any attention in the light.
You thought you were exceptional all because of a grade on a paper.
You thought you were elite because your online IQ test from 2010 told you so.
All of that effort just to seem important.
It's desperate.
There is a name for your condition, though. Your inflated ego just didn't allow you to see it. Wannabe.
You act like no one could ever understand your mind. But the truth is, you're basic.
You're a textbook case of insecurity disguised as control.
Your patterns are predictable. Your motives are shallow. You are not profound.
You're pathetic. You aren't special or deep, not mysterious or exceptional.
Don't ever get it twisted again.
No one is scared of you today. No one is intimidated by you. No one is impressed by you.
No one thinks that you are important. You orchestrated this like you thought you were God.
Now look at you begging a courtroom for scraps.
You spent months preparing and still all it took was my sister and a sheath.
You worked so hard to seem dangerous. But real control doesn't have to prove itself.
The truth is the scariest part about you is how painfully average you turned out
to be.
The truth is you're as dumb as they come. Stupid, clumsy, slow, sloppy, weak, dirty.
Let me be very clear.
Don't ever try to convince yourself you mattered just because someone finally said your name out loud.
I see through you.
You want the truth? Here's the one you'll hate the most.
If you hadn't attacked them in their sleep in the middle of the night like a pedophile, Kaylee would have kicked your f _ @ss. Thank you
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I' think I'll feel more of that, when I learn more about what they knew beforehand (and immediately after the murder) and how much they assisted (or resisted) the FBI and LE. mooBryan Kohberger's lookalike sister dons red dress to watch sentencing
Amanda Kohberger traveled to Boise, Idaho, to watch Bryan get sentenced for the murders of four young students.www.dailymail.co.uk
I think she is very brave and shows a lot of strength to be at the sentencing. She is probably there for her mom. I feel badly for his family. They didn't do anything, except be related to a mass murderer. They are victims.
I wonder if her brother even appreciated her presence there today. A remarkable young woman. Not an easy day.
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The only 2 statements provided by non-immediate family members were provided by the two roommates—who are victims of the burglary.
with any assets he accumulates, like from books etc. let's hope it remains unpaid.How is he going to pay this?
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He gets a free iPad?
I assume it was the statutory limit?
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Surely not for murder, so was it the burglary? I'm still confused and missed that info somehow today :/
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I disagree, it wasn't random. He was looking at the social media posts of these girls and chose them. He targeted them.
it was $50k for each charge, I think, and I'm just assuming its the limit, altho there is no amount that would be fair. He still got everything thrown at him that they could throw.
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Wow! I'm in document batch 151-200 (I'm only reading the larger pdfs) and THIS came up in Document 153: Using google search (via search warrant) to search for ALL persons in the general region who had googled the following:
Moscow murders
Murder in Moscow
Murder in Moscow ID
Murder in Moscow Idaho
Moscow Idaho crime
Moscow Idaho stabbing
University of Idaho murders
University of Idaho stabbing
King Road murder
King Road stabbing
King Road stab
Moscow ID news
Moscow Idaho news
Moscow news Idaho
Pullman news
Northern Idaho News
North Idaho News
Campus stabbing
Campus murders
DNA on knife
Getting blood out of clothing
How to get blood out of clothingGetting blood out of a vehicleHow to get blood out of vehicle
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They submitted in November, but it was a complex search and they got results around Dec 22.
They already had had a tip regarding a student at WSU (Bryan Kohberger) who had a white sedan resembling the sought after car AND was considered suspicious by at least one person, who called the tip line. ANYWAY.
In Document 151, they conclude that one person made several of the searches above, and in the time immediately following the murders. He also had a white Elantra. His name, of course, is Bryan Kohberger.
So, by December, they had so many strands of evidence on him (footage from the Linda Drive house; other footage of the White Elantra going by several times; someone had tipped them that Kohberger had been gifted a Ka-Bar knife by a prof at U of Oklahoma (where he took just one undergrad class in criminology - because it was cheaper than his other school).
And so, they began to plan the serving of warrants in Pennsylvania.
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The amount of police work in that first month is just incredible!
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The families knew and said that the victims had been contacted by him. They have no reason to lie. I firmly believe that this was NOT a random killing. He targeted and stalked these girls.
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