(((October))) - bless your kind heart.
Quick synopsis: this man courted a woman, married her, impregnated her, then murdered her and their unborn child because he didn't want to be burdened with the responsibility for them.
He was having an affair, with a masseuse he picked up in a bar, at the time of the murders. He ditched the bodies of his wife and unborn son in the ocean on Christmas Eve. He probably murdered them earlier that day. They washed ashore separately, some time afterwards, in very poor condition, and their mute, pathetic testimony ultimately led to his conviction. He had been posing as a bereaved husband and pleading for information on their whereabouts.
We're not rejoicing at the prospect of his death. We're relieved that he won't have an opportunity to do this to anyone again. And for many of us, there's a sense that we - and/or our children - might have been in the same situation as this man's poor wife and son, if our Ns were just a little bit less inhibited than they are.
This is one time when context really matters. This really was a heinous crime. [Please, anyone, if I've messed up any details, correct me.]
Bless your kind intentions, October.
