Well, of course it isn’t!
But the number of idiots and morons who believe this sort of nonsense is very large. I can’t remember how many times a conversation has turned to a person who has books about serial killers and some moron (almost always an uptight middle class White person) says, “What kind of a person would want to read about something like that?!” The people who have said this idiocy to me had very high IQ’s too. One of them was an attorney!
The implication, of course, is that if you like to read about murderers, then obviously you are a murderer yourself! If not an actual killer, then you must be a latent murderer. You’re going to explode any day now. Well, maybe you are not a latent murderer. Then obviously you like to fantasize about killing people. Surely Ted Bundy is your hero. Etc. etc.
The truth, as usual, is rather complicated, and as with most things fucktards say, there is a certain amount of truth to it, distorted as it is by the idiot’s insipid, narrow as a box canyon mind.
Here is the truth:
Many, many, many people enjoy books, movies, TV shows, etc. about true crime. Usually the more gruesome and horrible the cases are, the more people are fascinated by them. Why people are fascinated by the horrific is not known, but it’s just the way that human beings are apparently. If it bleeds, it leads, and all of that.
Books about murder and especially nowadays serial killers sell a tremendous number of copies. In almost all cases, the people who write these books are very good people (though they are often terrible writers). In many cases, they are former police officers, detectives and investigators. To say that these law enforcement officials are sympathetic to killers boggles the mind!
Why do they write these books? It is hard to say, but one good reason is for the money. There is a lot of money to be made in true crime.
Another reason is fascination. I myself have wondered how or why someone would or even could write such a book. I do not think that I could handle it, but then I could never be a detective either. First dead body, and I would walk right off the job and never look back. But that’s because I love killers, you see! Because I write about them, obviously I must love them, right?
I have tried to analyze the minds of these true crime writers. A lot of them have the “cop mindset.” A good argument can be made that no matter what you think of cops, no one hates criminals more than cops do. And that is one very good thing about the police. They are the biggest criminal-haters of them all. That’s exactly who you want protecting you, of course.
And the personality of most of these true crime writers is of someone who, like a cop, has an extreme hatred for criminals – a straight, law enforcement mindset type, with an almost religious hatred of these wayward souls. One wonders how one could write a whole book about people you hate so much without throwing up repeatedly, but people are funny.
The majority of the people who buy books about serial killers are females. 95% of violent crime is committed by males. Females commit very little violent crime, and even when they do, they are often being controlled by a violent man who is brainwashing them into doing these things.
According to the nutty argument above, females are killers, or latent killers, or killer symps, or killer fantasizers much more than males are. But none of that is true. Not only do males commit more violence then females, but males also engage in much more violent fantasy and violent threats than females do.
The magic ingredient is called testosterone, kiddos. Men are killers. That’s how a caveman gets through a long cold winter. By killing great big animals. And probably by killing any marauding male who tries to violate your cave and its possessions. In all probability, the male pacifists – the ones who would not fight – simply died and did not pass on many of their genes.
Now here we are in the metrosexual postmodern world, and there is no need to kill great big animals anymore and much less need to kill marauding males, and there are hardly any marauding males around anyway. Yet the Caveman directive yet steers us on to dark and dangerous places.
If women don’t buy these books because they are killers themselves, then why do they buy them? A good possibility is that people just like to get scared. They like to read about scary stuff. Girls and young women love to go to horror movies so they can scream and grab hold of their boyfriends murmuring, “Protect me! Protect me!” This stuff fills a female need.
Unfortunately, there are folks who are into this sort of thing for bad reasons. When we go back through the history of killers or serial killers, we find that many of them were big true crime fans themselves. Quite a few are big horror movie fans. They also love gruesome websites and they particularly love sick pornography, often death porn, gore porn and heavy duty violent porn.
Why do they love such things? Like seeks like after all.
There are also quite a few people into true crime who are not killers themselves, but who I would argue that they are not ok in the head. I have known quite a few people like this. They idolize killers, especially serial killers. They talk about fantasizing about doing things like this.
Some of them write to killers, often to serial killers. Most folks who write to these people in prison are not really ok in the head. There is a whole subculture of women out there who are serial killer groupies. They write to the worst prisoners of all, profess their love for them, sympathize with them, propose marriage to them, on and on. The motivation of such weirdness is hard to figure, but at least some of these women are clearly not ok in the head at all.
Nevertheless the overwhelming majority of folks with this sick fascination will die without ever committing a single serious crime, so one wonders what harm their twisted hobby has actually done, other than Karma-wise (clearly such a mindset is bad for your Karma).
A very few true crime authors are actually serial killer groupies. Some have even married serial killers. There is a very famous woman like this named Sondra London. I have studied this woman a bit, and she is clearly not right in the head at all. At the very least, she is pandering to the lowest common denominator. At worst, she has gotten her wandering mind lost in some very dark territory. London claims that she is writing all of these sick books for educational purposes, to help criminologists and detectives understand what goes on in these psychos’ heads. We have been studying maniacs forever now, and I don’t think whole books detailing all of their sickest fantasies, drawings included, improve the knowledge base much.
There is another type that is found on the Internet. These are the “sleuths” and “crime fighters.” These are sort of Nancy Grace types. Websleuths is one of the finest such boards. Almost everyone on these boards is a very, very, very good person. Why are they there? They are trying to solve crimes, often the most horrible crimes of them all.
On many of these threads, tragically enough, you will find the friends and relatives of the victims, still damaged from the violation of their loved one. People actually think that the friends and relatives of a homicide victim are killers or latent killers themselves? Get off it!
There are also quite a few police officers and detectives (often retired) on these sites.
Far from sympathizing with criminals, most people on these boards probably hate these bad guys more than anyone else. Their hatred for them is often off the charts.
On a few of these threads, sometimes you can find the friends or relatives of say the main suspect who has not yet been arrested. They are often there to defend the accused. In some cases, they are trying to redirect the investigation towards another person, usually someone who is obviously completely innocent.
The serial killer fan and serial killer groupie type is nonexistent on these boards, and if they did ever show up, they would probably get banned very fast, as these sites are very loose with the ban hammer.
So the answer to the question, “Are true crime fans sickos?” is a complicated one. The answer is, “Well, it all depends on why they are true crime fans!”