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Luck For Serial Killers, pt. 1

BTK, the convicted serial killer of 10 people in the Wichita, Kan., area from the '70s to the '90s, sits in prison. Some hope the man, aka Dennis Rader, rots in hell. But, in his manipulative, sicko way, he's suckered the prison system in my home state into believing he's a model prisoner on good behavior. They have given back some of his "privileges" including TV, reading and writing. I know that those seem basic for most prisoners. But this is a guy who wrote letters and drew explicit pictures, sending them to the media and police, taunting them about what he'd done.

He also killed many women, including one young girl, after torturing them physically or sexually. Then killing them aroused him so much, he'd masturbate all over the victims or the area around them.

Do we really think that this man deserves credit for good behavior? Do we want to praise him for awaking on time, not causing a ruckus, being (slyly) kind to guards and other prisoners?

HE KILLED 10 PEOPLE. Not just killed them, strangled them. Suffocated them with plastic bags over their heads. I think he's got enough credit for BAD behavior built up, that he shouldn't deserve anything until, oh, say, 2028. That's if he lives that long. Child killers often don't last long amongst the incarcerated masses. I'm not going to fall for his suck-up-ability. He's a brutal murderer.

Do not hand that man the remote.

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Brianne said…
I saw that in the paper this morning... why are people so stupid? Why?? It was, I thought, thoroughly explained that when he wasn't murdering people, he would resort to his fantasy world through writing, drawing, whatever. Sick minds like his can contort the most innocent items into props in their fantasy world. It just makes me sick. And besides, he had that "kind" facade ever since he started killing people so we know he's capable of coming across as a nice guy. So why are these people ALLOWING themselves to be taken in by him?!?!?

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