Between 1788 and 1790, panic swept the streets of London. Women feared to walk alone, and men feared approaching women lest they be caught up in the terror. What had occurred that was so terrible that it had the normally stoic British worked into such a lather?
The hysteria began in 1788, when reports began to surface of a predator lurking around the English capital. Several women, mostly in the upper class, reported that a large man had accosted them by shouting obscenities and stabbing them in the buttocks with a knife. Other reports surfaced of the same man enticing women with a nosegay (a type of flower) by asking them to sniff it. When they did, he stabbed them in the face with a spike concealed amongst the flower’s leaves.
In every case, the victims were found with torn clothes and some with substantial wounds. When help arrived, the attacker was gone without a trace. In two years, fifty women were allegedly assaulted by this phantom attacker. The press dubbed the fiend The Monster.
To say that the populace was panicked is an understatement. Women began to wear copper plates over their bottoms. Men, who were afraid that they would be confused with the attacker, formed an association called the No Monster Club, where they wore pins that designated that they indeed were not the Monster.
It is unclear whether or not there actually was a London Monster or not, due to the hysteria surrounding the so-called attacks. I say “so-called” because there was more than one account of women who used the panic to avenge themselves upon suitors, or as a way to get attention and sympathy. It was difficult to tell who had actually been attacked and who was caught up in the hysteria. The alleged victims weren’t the only folks to take advantage of the situation – pickpockets began to finger their marks as the Monster, and during the ensuing hubbub they’d escape.
Only one suspect was ever arrested in connection with the alleged crimes. His name was Rhynwick Williams, and one victim identified him as her attacker. The trial was a sham from beginning to end – witnesses and alleged victims gave contradictory statements, and Williams had alibis for all but one of the crimes. The judge realized the absurdity of the situation, and granted Williams a retrial. Regardless, Williams received a sentence of six years for his alleged role in the crimes. Oddly, Williams was charged with defacing clothing rather than assault or attempted murder. Under the laws of the time, defacing clothing carried a heavier sentence than either charge (which shows you their priorities back in the day doesn’t it?)
No one is certain whether Williams was really the Monster, or if the Monster even existed at all. Most historians who have looked into the matter fall back to that old standby – mass hysteria. There certainly was a great deal of hysteria back then, but there is also the fact that while Williams was incarcerated, reports of attacks by the Monster reduced a bit. But then there was the fact that the attacks continued at all while the alleged London Monster was in prison – you’d think if he were the true culprit the attacks would have ended completely.
To me what sticks out is not so much the hysteria, but the bizarre nature of the crime. Such crimes aren’t isolated to that time or place, and it turns out there is a name for the disorder that leads to such behavior – piquerism. The disorder is a paraphilia where the sufferer derives sexual satisfaction from stabbing women in the buttocks, breasts, or genitals.
It isn’t exactly a common behavior, but it could account for the continued attacks while the alleged London Monster was incarcerated. Maybe then the London Monster wasn’t one person, but rather a societal reaction to a bizarre behavior that wasn’t (and still isn’t) well understood. No one knows for certain whether a monster lurked the streets of London at the end of the 18th century, or if the true monster was only in the minds of its citizens.

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You got me! At first i thought this was going to be about Jack The Ripper. What a twisted story. I can’t believe he got six years for defacing clothing! Thanks for the story. I love this stuff!
Yeah it was a weird story. Caught my eye when I was doing research for Spring-Heeled Jack, and it was too odd not to share.
So he got six years for ripping clothing. Now, you get 10 years for having a small amount of pot. Just goes to show how much the justice system has changed over time. Though, he probably still would have been imprisoned in America, as juries constantly convict the wrong person.
Haha and get this – they got him on 3 charges of ripping clothing. Each carried a 2 year sentence. So apparently unless you killed someone back then they didn’t bother with you lol
So, if he killed a naked person, no big deal. But if he stabbed them through the clothing, it’s 2 years per garment? Or is that per outfit?
Yes. And I think the clothes ripping is one count per person whose clothes you rip, regardless of how many layers the person wears. But I’m no expert on 18th century English law lol
I thought this was going to be about Jack the Ripper. I thought there was only the one serial criminal in England.
But seriously, interesting post. I find the hysteria and imitation crimes fascinating: like there are people out there who simply aren’t creative enough to come up with their own crimes.
I think what happens is that the copycats see that someone else did what they were thinking about doing, and it emboldens them to do the same. The same happens with mass murders and shooting sprees, or so that data shows.
I hadn’t though of the London Monster as copy cats imitating an original criminal…it makes sense!