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  1. Eva Gumprecht
    Eva Gumprecht October 23, 2013 at 8:08 pm | | Reply

    Very powerful Erica. It takes a lot of courage to come out and say that there are no monsters here….just very damaged, hurting people who do some incredibly hurtful things to others. We so much want for them to be monsters. And yes, some of the images and actions and stories are terrible, nauseating, and feel beyond the pale, and yet…no monsters. When I worked with severely disturbed adolescents, I would be so furious at the adults who had hurt them so badly, and then I would meet them, and find that there was just another broken person, of course. Someone who needed to be stopped, just as their kids needed to be stopped, from hurting others, but not the one-dimensional hateful creature I had had in my mind as a convenient place to aim all of the distress.

  2. Barbara
    Barbara October 26, 2013 at 2:52 pm | | Reply

    You’re a …what? A private investigator?!
    Funny, people always say WOW, thinking there’s something kind of Perry Mason-like about it. They really don’t know and this piece, so sensitively and honestly , truthfully done tells the REAl story. It makes me tearful. It’s a (growing) side of life that we don’t like to look at and it’s so complex and raises so many questions about having children, contraception, rape, upbringing, dependency, whether children like puppies should be allowed to be brought into the world just because they can be. Where is the responsibility?

  3. Hilton
    Hilton February 19, 2015 at 3:41 pm | | Reply

    This is a great piece – moving in the extreme. That theme of one thing leading to the next is so true.

    In finance there is a concept called the discount rate – the interest you would earn in a safe investment, as compared to where you invest it. A low discount rate means that you take the long view. A high discount rate means that you grab what’s in front of you. So many people have such an unsure future that it only makes sense to act for today.

    And people construct their own realities to justify what they were going to do anyway. We all tell ourselves fairy tales to some extent. It’s a matter of degree, and a matter of boundaries crossed.

    My father was a judge, and once tried and sentenced a man for repeatedly raping a 12 year old niece. I think the guy got 21 years. I’d say that the man confessed, but that would imply that he viewed the acts as crimes. He just freely told the story. My dad said that when he handed down the sentence the man was the most surprised person he ever saw. Not contrite, not ashamed, not angry, just surprised.

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