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January 22, 2007
The Pickton Follies, Chapter #1
…or “The Other Pickton Trial Blog”
Ok, this is not going to be kind. This is not going to be politically correct. This is going to be sick, sad, funny, disturbing, strange and sure to piss a few people off.
Good. It should.
This is being written because a terrible thing happened out on Pickton’s farm. Joni Mitchell sure as hell won’t write about this one like she did o’le Yasgur’s piece of property. This wasn’t Woodstock and hippies and music and drugs and love. And though there probably were some drugs, this was mostly about hooker heads and wood chippers and pigs on a special diet. This….is gonna get grim.
Robert William (Willie) Pickton is supposed to be presumed innocent until proven guilty. Sure. Let’s do that. Let’s presume somebody else put those vertically bisected heads in his freezer. Let’s assume that shall we.
Fuck no!!
Let’s not assume that. Let’s for once just take things at the obvious face value and assume that we did the forensic stuff right and that he is guilty. I am going to do that for the selfish reason that I cannot abide the notion that if he didn’t do it, then the person or person’s who did are still out there. NO. I will proceed under the assumption and presumption that Willie Pickton did indeed kill all those women and that we are going through the motions of appeasing our sense of propriety in providing him a trial before we do the namby-pamby Canadian thing and put him in jail at great expense to the taxpayers. I hate being able to do the math and know that some of the money I earn and pay in taxes will help keep him alive. That pisses me off. But it is what it is I guess. And here’s what it is…..Willie Pickton did kill all those women and he is one sick motherfucker.
I won’t be writing about this every day. That would surely rot my brain and yours as well if you read it all. I don’t want to add to that as there will be enough in the media around you that soon you will grow numbed to the excessive horrors of what happened. Soon there will be dinner conversations like:
“Did you hear that he scooped out that one girl’s eyes with a spoon?”
“I thought it was a fork.”
“No, channel 9 said it was a spoon.”
“A teaspoon?”
“They didn’t say.”
“I think a soupspoon would be better, don’t you?”
“Depends. If it was round it might not work as well as one of those oval ones. I think one of those oval ones would be best. That’s what I would use if I was scooping out a eyeball to feed to the pigs.”
“You’re probably right dear. I’ll try to remember that in case I ever need to. By the way, are we having potatoes or rice tonight?”
“Rice dear. We’ll need a spoon to scoop it out of the bowl. One of the oval ones?”
“Yes, that would probably be best.”
~ AP
Posted by Anonymous Pundit at January 22, 2007 11:07 PM