CORCORAN – Condemned inmate Rodney James Alcala, 77, an Orange County man who was on California’s death row, died of natural causes at 1:43 a.m. on July 24, 2021 at a hospital in Kings County.
Alcala was sentenced to death in Orange County in 1980 for the 1979 kidnapping and murder of 12-year-old Robin Samsoe. That judgment was reversed in 1984 by the California Supreme Court and Alcala was granted a new trial.
In 1986, Alcala was sentenced to death a second time for Samsoe’s murder; however, a federal appeals court in 2003 overturned the sentence and Alcala was given a new trial. His DNA matched evidence in other murders and Orange County prosecutors indicted Alcala for the murders of four other women.
In 2010, an Orange County jury convicted Alcala of five counts of first-degree murder and he was sentenced to death for the killing of Samsoe as well as the 1977 deaths of 18-year-old Jill Barcomb and 27-year-old Georgia Wixted; the 1978 death of 32-year-old Charlotte Lamb, and the 1979 death of 21-year-old Jill Parenteau.
Alcala was known as the “Dating Game Killer” because he was a contestant on the television show “The Dating Game” in 1978.
In 2012, Alcala was extradited to New York after he was indicted for the 1971 murder of Cornelia Crilley and the 1977 murder of Ellen Jane Hover. He pleaded guilty and in 2013 was sentenced in New York to 25 years to life.
In 2016, prosecutors in Wyoming charged Alcala with the murder of Christine Ruth Thornton, 28, who disappeared in 1978 and whose body was found in 1982. She was six months pregnant.
Investigators have either suspected Alcala of or linked him to other murders in Los Angeles and Marin County in California; Seattle, Washington; New York; New Hampshire and Arizona.
California thinks all the traditional methods of execution are inhumane, so rather than lethal injection, electrocution, gas, hanging, or firing squad, they decided to use time.
That would be perfect! Similar to, but more humane than what I was thinking of: A ball-peen hammer blow to the top of the head, repeated as necessary until the desired effect is achieved.
> California thinks all the traditional methods of execution are inhumane
The most humane method would be to strap a few sticks of dynamite to the condemned's head, then detonate them. The blast wave would travel far faster than any nerve impulses, so by the time the condemned's brain could receive any pain signals it would already be destroyed. But that would be too messy.
Here's an interesting resource on capital punishment in the UK, although it has some US related material too. https://www.capitalpunishmentuk.org/
It makes a pretty good case that "long drop" hanging is the most humane way to execute a prisoner. The "hangman's fracture," which severs the spinal cord, knocks the condemned into deep unconsciousness within a fraction of a second, and the resulting cascade of neural disruption within a few seconds is so massive that there's no longer anything like a mind to feel any pain.
I'm pretty sure capital punishment is no longer used in the UK, but when it was, the British went about hangings differently than my fellow Americans do. Here in the US, the condemned is led to the gallows. The execution order is read to him. He's allowed to say some last words if he wishes. He and a priest/pastor/rabbi/whatever walk up the fabled thirteen steps. Often the religious person whispers prayers, up to the moment when the trapdoors open and the condemned drops.
In the British view, this is all horseshit. Read the execution order? He already knows what's going to happen. Let him say a few words? He's already had a trial, and the opportunity for press interviews. Climb thirteen steps? The dude's probably so scared that his legs might not have the strength to do it. Whisper prayers in his ear as the hood is placed over his head? That's no comfort, it's like saying, "you're going to die, you're going to die, you're going to die." The only thing all this crap accomplishes is to increase the chances that something will go wrong.
So, the British went about it quite differently. The night before, the condemned was installed in a cell on an upper floor of the building. If he wanted a priest, fine, let him have one. When the time came to execute him -- typically 8 AM or 9 AM -- the hangman and assistants would suddenly enter the cell. One would run over to a wall and push aside a concealment -- a bookcase, shelves, whatever -- opening a path to the gallows outside. Working together with a speed and coordination that would make an Indy 500 pit crew envious, the hangman and assistants would bind his hands, walk him out to the trap door, bind his feet, put the hood over his head and the noose in place, then pull the lever. Total time from the moment they entered the cell until the condemned hit the bottom of the rope -- about fifteen seconds.
I find it weird that our society is obsessed about a killer possibly experiencing a few moments of pain and yet we turn a blind eye to the homeless, underfed families, contaminated drinking water, unsafe housing, single mothers, to the victims. It's bonkers. Shoot them or open their carotid, darkness in seconds.
All other things being equal, go for the least painful method. OK, fine. The gas chamber should be abolished because it's very agonizing for the condemned. Not to mention that it's hazardous to the prison staff working the scene; the gas chamber is sealed, but even after the condemned is dead and the chamber has been ventilated, pockets of cyanide gas can still lurk in folds in the condemned's clothing. Guards have been injured when cleaning up the scene.
And there are other factors to be considered. My method, dynamite to the head, would never be used because it would offend the community's sensibilities, and the public has a stake in this and rights -- more rights than the condemned, I daresay. And methods have their own special considerations. Among those condemned to death at the Nuremberg trials, some of them, military men, requested to die like military men, by firing squad. They were told no, you don't deserve that, and were hanged like everyone else.
But on the whole I agree with you. If a society accepts capital punishment as regrettable but necessary, it must also accept that any execution method is going to inflict some pain even if everything goes perfectly; and probably a hell of a lot of pain if things don't go as planned.
The great news, besides he's finally dead..is that he was at least in prison these last 41 years or more. Yes, revenge should have been exacted on him long ago but he wasn't free to do anymore harm. What a total POS he was!
Funny thing, I was just thinking of this asshole this morning, and I hadn't heard about his death. The same thing happened when Peter Gent, author of North Dallas Forty, died. I don't think I'm psychic, in fact, I don't think anyone is. Might be merely coincidence. When you're in your late fifties, like me, a few of those are bound to have happened during your years. More likely is that I did see it in some way but didn't realize it -- it might have scrolled by on the news ticker tape at the bottom of the TV screen while I was watching a newscast, and although I wasn't paying attention to the ticker, somehow my subconscious mind picked it up.
I saw a documentary about him a few years ago. As I recall, he won the Dating Game episode he was on; the woman interviewing the three male contestants picked him. But after meeting him and after the end of that show's taping, she told the producer she didn't want to go through with it. Something about Alcala struck her as creepy, although she couldn't put her finger on anything specific. The producer immediately consented and the "date" didn't happen.
The moral of the story -- never ignore your intuition. If you reexamine a situation and decide to proceed with your original plan anyway, that's one thing. But people who try to be like Mister Spock and disregard their "funny feelings" do so at their own peril.
After the 1950s quiz show scandals and subsequent legislation, if a game show offers a prize they must deliver. So if the Dating Game said they'd fly the couple to the Bahamas and the couple wanted to go, they'd have to do it. But I think there must have been quite a few times when the contestant, after making the choice among the three opposite sex contestants, saw his or her date and inwardly thought "no" and later backed out; in fact I'm guessing they were told in advance they were under no obligation to do their "dates." The show's producers certainly wouldn't have minded it when one or the other party cancelled -- that's money they wouldn't have to spend on plane tickets, hotel rooms, etc.
I'm a believer that intuition is your subconscious recognizing a pattern that your conscious mind ignored or missed. Our modern environment is awash with sensory input that can cloud our civilized brain, but like you say, if we pay attention to our intuition it can sometimes see through the fog.
That's the way I see it too. There's a hell of a lot of processing that goes on outside of direct, fully conscious awareness. Consider this example. Let's say you and I have just gone to a baseball game together. The game has ended and we've got clear of the city and are now on an interstate highway. You're driving the car. It's daytime, the weather is good, and traffic is light. And in this example, we're both not just baseball fans, we're fanatics, so we're eagerly discussing everything. My God, that play in the sixth inning! Have you heard if that player is recovering from his injury? How do you think that team would do against the 1927 Yankees?
As we're talking, you're driving "on automatic pilot." Moment by moment, you're making small adjustments to keep the car in the lane. Depressing and relaxing the pressure on the gas pedal to keep the car at a more or less constant speed as it goes up and down hills. Five hundred feet ahead is another car. If it suddenly slammed on the brakes, your attention would automatically divert away from the baseball conversation to handle that situation; but that doesn't happen. And so you drive on, mile after mile, utterly engrossed in the conversation about baseball.
Now, take away the part of you that's thinking about baseball in that situation. That zombie that is left is a human being minus full consciousness -- and that thing can drive a car!
I’ve long said, pair scumbag killers like this monster in a cell with each other, and serve them one large sandwich, chips and an apple for lunch and provide them with a knife to cut the apple and sandwich.