||[Jul. 23rd, 2003|01:41 pm]
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As an aspiring writer-type kid of the 1990s, I naturally became fascinated with the serial killer.
Silence of the Lambs was a hot-seller, and everybody was doing the Krazee Serial Killah deal. Even Prodigy did that 'Smack My B***h Up' ditty that caused quite the stir in its 15 minutes of video glory. That too, it had the smell like a first-person serial killah yarn, with a twist.
That which is dark and not like us tends to enthrall.
Yet, I've read a lot about the 'Serial Killer.'
Hannibal Lecter became a probably better character than any of the others. I'm sure there's something better than Lecter in Killah Fikshun.
Before that, before we had Criminal Profiling, we had the classic Dracula. That which is dark, not like us, and we don't really know a whole lot about them except . . . EVIL!
Regardless, the point of importance in the eyes on the Killah tends to fall on Ted Bundy.
On Love . . . with reference to being jilted, spurned, the love that goes unanswered . . .
If you should find yourself a young kid, older adult, shih-tzu, whatever . . . and the love does not love back . . .
Please, don't go finding people that look just like the original and then doing awful things to them.
It's been done.
Everything may actually happen with some positive reason . . . they did base a lot of the current useful profiling off this baffling, yet, scarily boffo beast.