7/16/00 Continued
Two Little Girls on the Street
Today, I was driving up my street, which has a large, blind curve. I had to slam on the brakes when I saw there were people in the road. In fact, it was the two little girls who live in the house next door to me. They are both pretty redheads. One is about 10 and her sister is about 7 or 8. I had been paying close attention to the road, so I didn't hit them with my car. Looking back on it, I wish I hadn't been paying attention.
I could have gotten away with it. I was going under the speed limit for a residential area and it was a blind curve. The two girls were right in the middle of the road. I wish I could go back in time and run them both over. I could run into my house and call the police, pretending to be all upset. In truth, I would be bursting with happiness at having killed these children. It would have been wonderful to hear their screams as their bodies were crushed under my tires. I could just imagine all the blood covering the street. Ther would be so much. God, I wish I'd hit them.
Anyway, after I narrowly avoided killing the little girls, I waited in my car in the driveway for them to walk by. I always find myself attracted to children, so I wanted to get a good look. I started thinking about luring them into my house and murdering them there. Of course, that would be much harder to get away with than simply running them down on the street.
I often think about killing kids. Once, some little girl was selling lemonade on the side of the road for 50 cents. I pulled over and bought some so I could get a chance to check her out. I had a twenty on me too. I think that you could get a kid to do just about anything for twenty dollars. I could use it to trick her into getting in the car with me. Then, I would be free to do whatever I wanted with her.
When I think about killing little girls, I imagine doing it with my bare hands. I would put them around her neck and squeeze until all the life was gone. There was a serial killer named Pedro Lopez who lived in South America. He killed over 300 girls between the ages of 8 and 11 in this manner. He is among my personal heroes, along with Ted Bundy, Ed Gein, and Albert Fish. I know, I know. I set my expectations too high.
Pedophiles: Valiant and Misunderstood Champions of Freedom, Liberty
OK, maybe not, but I still maintain that pedophiles, as a class, are misunderstood by the general public. They fear and hate us because they do not understand us. To the majority of the population, we are horribly evil people who only want to spread misery and pain to innocent children.
Just because there are some pedophiles who are dangerous doesn't mean people should fear us all. Obviously, they should fear people like me, who want to strangle their children before they are raped, but that's another story. I'm talking about John Q. Pedophile, who is just a normal guy with a penchant for children. He didn't ask for his perversion. If anything, he probably wishes he could be normal. However, there is no changing he way you are born without expensive surgery.
Now, John Q. Pedophile could probably go on living a normal life, not molesting any children, and feeling good about himself. However, stupid women's rights activists and ratings-hungry media have told him via the airwaves that he is a monster and should burn in Hell. What did John ever do? He was just born different and he is being made a scapegoat for all the murderers and fiends in the world.
Pedophiles are persecuted and stereotyped in our world. We are treated like garbage for something we cannot control. I think that people need to reach out to young pedophiles to help them deal with what is happening inside them. If a pedophile is taught, as a fledgling, to not harm children, he will never do so. However, how can one not feel evil when they are surrounded by newspapers and tv shows saying they are the Devil incarnate? It is only natural that we should take on our given roles.
We need public awareness. People need to know that not all pedophiles are evil. Most of us are tormented by our inner demons. Also, we need some way to vent our sexual frustration. I'm not saying child pornography (children having sex with adults) should be legal, but what's wrong with having a magazine dedicated to photos of children naked? That doesn't hurt anyone and it keeps us happy.
Speaking of photos of naked children, I heard on the news about a mother who was arrested for taking pictures of her daughter in the bathrub in a completely innocent, non-pornographic way. They busted her before she even had a chance to molest the girl!
Just kidding, but please remember what I say. Not all pedophiles are evil, despite what the media says. We are normal people who happen to see a little more beauty in children than everyone else. How could that be wrong?