It’s difficult—maybe even impossible to get into the mind of a pervert. It’s hard to analyze their bizarre thinking patterns. Such a pervert terrorized the Washington DC/MD/VA area for at least twenty years that we know of. His name is Thomas Sweatt. To make a long story short, until his arrest in 2005, he was an arsonist who terrorized the metropolitan area and continued his murderous, fiery deeds until he was finally captured.

What’s particularly interesting about this weirdo is the fact that he admitted that his attraction to men—heterosexual or not, is what caused him to initially embark on his arson binges. Even more interesting is that all the local major newspapers —with the exception of the small town,  CityPaper hid the freak’s admitted motives. Here is an excerpt from the article:

On the sidewalk, he [Sweatt] spotted a stranger walking in the opposite direction. The man spoke as he passed, and Sweatt nodded hello back to him. The man looked to be in his 30s and attractive. Sweatt liked him immediately. As the man continued walking northwest on the thoroughfare, Sweatt turned and followed him. He wanted to meet him.

He tailed the stranger beneath the train overpass, over New York Avenue and North Capitol Street, and up to a brick rowhouse on Quincy Place NW, where it abuts Florida Avenue. Sweatt watched the man walk inside the house, presumably to his family. Again he was alone on the street.

Sweatt turned to renew his walk home, which was even longer now. Still, he wanted to meet the stranger. He found himself walking faster and faster toward home, excited, telling himself he’d see the man at least one more time.But the only way would be thru fire, Sweatt would later write.link

Can you believe that? A total nutcase spotted a heterosexual man going about his business. He followed that man home and watched the man walk into his home to be with his WIFE and children. He then decided to burn the man’s house down so that he could see the man one more time—preferably in his underwear or less.

The sicko got his wish. He burned down the man’s home; the man escaped while wearing his underwear—and both the man and his wife died as a result of the fire.

That insanity went on for TWENTY years! But what I find totally crazy is the fact that Sweatt’s motives have been so securely protected:

Under Sweatt’s proffer with the government, investigators have been gagged from publicly discussing Sweatt’s motives or certain fires he may have admitted to during questioning. Anything dealing with motive in this story comes directly from Sweatt’s letters.

I cannot imagine what the government would gain by protecting this monster. He is undoubtedly the worse serial killer ever in the tri-state area. Don’t the families of the victims have the right to hear the motives loudly and clearly?  In trying to describe his own sickness (pardon his spelling errors), Sweatt said,

Fire is a tool to destroy and some house fires also becomes my phantasy of people scrambling to exit windows and sort-of feel like they need my help so I stay and watch. Then I’d masterbate over the fire while driving away from the schene.

Yuck, and double yuck. The sentence handed down to this pervert is no where near what it should have been:

A federal judge would eventually sentence him to two lifetimes plus 136 years for his crimes. Considering how long he got away with setting so many treacherous fires, investigators would come to place Sweatt among the most prolific and dangerous arsonists in American memory.

DC needs to bring back and implement a death penalty.

Filed under:  Heterosexual Rights Committee, Underbellies of Society