Last night, just as I was ready to go to bed, I stumbled on this website from Life Magazine: The Many Faces of Serial Killers. I suppose I should be embarrassed to admit that this website had me up until 4a reading every detail I could on those listed—gotta love Wikipedia.
[And I suppose I probably shouldn’t even admit my fascination for serial killers, only the second week into the semester but yeah, it is what it is.]
So there it is: serial killers tap into my curiosity something fierce.
Really. Because you know what? A true psychopath is so normal.
Well, what we define as ideologically normal. They could be anyone—your cousin, brother, your neighbor. Especially your neighbor.
The whole serial killer persona peaks my interest for several reasons. First of all, because I am from Ohio. Do you know how many serial killers are from Ohio? Almost all of them. No, really. Ohio has the highest connection of any US state to serial killers either by crimes committed or where they were born or once lived. (OK. I have no citation for that. But if you Google Ohio and serial killers, you will be totally surprised how many come up with the Ohio connection).
The second thing that makes me stand on alert is the lack of female serial killers. In fact, if you look at the list provided by Life magazine above, there is only one female serial killer listed: Aileen Wuornos.
And we pretty much know who she is because of the film with Charlize Theron.
I am also intrigued that the statistics on serial killers are changing. In the past, the average serial killer was a Caucasian male in his mid-thirties. Yet the biggest shocker in the serial killer fan community (of which I am not a member, really) is the discovery of Anthony Sowell, an African-American male.
He, allegedly, killed eleven women before the police caught him. And hey—shocker:
He’s from Ohio.