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There are 2 completely relevant and terrific articles today, in The Ottawa Citizen.
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An excerpt:
The most difficult thing I've ever done clinically came early in my career as a sex therapist. I had a discussion with a sexual offender that fundamentally changed the way I look at sexual violence. It was coming face to face with a few of these criminals among us that made me realize that there really are things that go bump in the night.
To this day, I have far less than average tolerance for any discussion or movie scene of sexual violence. I had nightmares for a week when the story broke about Col. Russell Williams living down the street from my home in Westboro. Col. Williams was particularly insidious due to the complete duality of his life. As it has been observed by one of his staffers at CFB Trenton, "he was the guy that was supposed to take care of everyone."
Whenever I think about Col. Williams, I am reminded of the Nathaniel Hawthorne quote that says "No man ... can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which one may be true." So we have the merging of these two faces as he announced his intent to enter a guilty plea on Thursday to charges of rape and murder. And some relief for the victims' families, and maybe some closure for his wife and friends who must still be spending their days wondering if there was some kind of sign they missed.
and
Stern: Colonel’s veneer of normalcy adds to disturbing nature of case
The story of Russell Williams is sensational, which is why it will be told and retold for many years in books and probably scripts. It is the stuff of crime thrillers, right down to the clever forensic techniques that police reportedly used to identify him as the one who was killing and sexually assaulting women in Eastern Ontario.
Yet in the end, despite all the scrutiny and retelling, despite all the psychological speculation and analysis, there might never be a satisfactory explanation for why Williams became who he became.
There is a scene in one of Thomas Harris’s books in which the famous (fictional) serial killer Hannibal Lecter dismisses those who attempt to understand him. “Nothing happened to me,” he says. “I happened.” There could be a certain amount of wisdom in those words. Every now and then, it seems, nature spits out a mistake