THE MONSTERS WHO WALK AMONGST US
As I watched with horror and rage the news coverage of the mass murder of children that occurred in Newtown, Connecticut, the old suppurating wounds opened again. Such psychic wounds never really heal. It is often so if your family has been effected by gun violence. And with every new incident, you revisit your own private tragedy again through others in the public forum of the news media. Your tears flow into their's and you form a strange bond of intimacy with people you will never meet, separated by years and a thousand miles, yet united by a terrible, shared experience. You have been there before and know you will visit that dark landscape of the soul again before long. It is only a TV broadcast or a newspaper column away. There are those amongst us who make it so and make their fortunes from our pain. It is of those men I wish to write.
Monsters do indeed walk amongst us. I do not wish to focus on the s