What do you think about serial killers? I find them creepily fascinating. What causes a person to become that depraved? I go through bursts of watching The History Channel's Perfect Crime? and reading CrimeLibrary until I get too freaked out and have to stop.
A couple of days ago as I was listening to Sufjan Stevens, I realized I don't really know anything about John Wayne Gacy and went into research mode. Two days ago, I saw Resurrection Man a film with Stuart Townsend as a psychotic IRA-ish thug/killer during the Troubles. Yesterday, I watched Suspect Zero, a fantastic film with Ben Kingsley, Aaron Eckhart, and Carrie-Anne Moss about a serial killer that hunts serial killers using remote viewing (psychic abilities). It was amazing, right up there with Seven, truly that good.
But now, I'm creeped out. Yesterday, I went for a walk in the woods and was furtively glancing off the trail, wondering how I would react if I found a body. And when I was driving, I pulled up next to a middle-aged, over-weight, white guy wearing thick glasses, and worried if I fit the profile of his victims because that's the type of person that I imagine serial killers generally are.
This probably isn't healthy.
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