A writer can be drawn into a subject without realizing why. I began investigating the historical Jesus about a week ago, and intended to do a Sunday article on the subject, which I still will do, but before I could lay that piece out I began to investigate serial killers. This is where being a Simple Ol’ Boy From Austin helps. While listening to all these cackle babble heads go on and on about the psychology behind these tail bones I find my solution to be much simpler and direct. I tried to connect all the dots and in the end there were simply no dots there. Finally, I studied a scumbag called the BTK killer. I watched his total confession of forty-six minutes and this Walter Mitty looking bastard rambled on about each killing as if he were applying for a job. He’d even grown a little goatee to look good for the cameras in the courtroom. As he talked, he referred to his victims as “projects.” He tried to explain that he didn’t properly kill his marks, but as he talked it became apparent that he would choke them out, let them regain consciousness, and choke them again in order to prolong their agony. He ranged from hanging thirteen year old girls, and playing with himself as they twisted to killing old ladies in their beds. Then I noticed a common factor in all the cases. In no incidence did the victims have a gun!
He always had a gun. One time a young man grabbed one of his guns (he carried two) and that was a big heads up for Mr. BTK. When you look at the photos of the people, listen to this guy calmly explain his acts, and observe the faces of the relatives, all the crap spewing from Moms Demand Action for Gun Sense in America makes you almost wish this guy had paid them a visit. In their little Pollyanna world they think that if they can just pick up all the guns that all will be well. Well, ladies, BTK also brought a knife and a rope. His guns were just an insurance policy against unforeseen emergencies such as a father or brother.
There are incredibly bad people in the world. People like this, and active shooters almost make ISIS make sense! At least they think they’re fighting a perceived enemy and have a stated purpose. You know what ISIS will do, and they are very public about it. I don’t really think ISIS is going to charge over a hill in Killeen and start shooting, but I believe that out there, somewhere, is some pervert glaring at teenage girls in a school yard from his van dreaming of the day when he can get one of them alone at their house. A gun, and education stops all that.
People trust. That’s a sad fact. One of the victims actually smoked a cigarette while being assured that all the killer was going to do was tie her up and rape her. How much simpler would it have been when she first saw him come out of the closet, if she’d reached in her purse, and shot him fourteen times in the chest, and once in his smart mouth?
As I watched all the men and women of Kansas law enforcement standing around the courtroom, armed, listening to this animal revel in the deaths of his victims I realized they are better citizens than me. I would have shot him in the back of the head and took the consequences. Bottom line: Even a good dog has a right to bite. Even a fourteen year old girl has a right to preserve her life. A father has the right to be with his family safely without being forced to tie them up, trusting in the integrity of someone who long ago lost the right to walk among decent people, and use air that stray cats need. The right of the people shall not be infringed. BTK should be as dead as a BLT.
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