Today was a two-fer for me.
This past spring, a professor in my department left suddenly for parts unknown. The rest of the faculty knew why he left, but for various reasons, couldn’t tell us. Today, we found out why.
As I was perusing the local paper, I noticed an article about the charges this professor is now facing. He is alleged to have kept child pornography on his home computer, and he at least partly confessed to molesting three boys.
I am very conflicted by this, largely because I knew him; not well, and I had never had him for any classes, but I needed his approval for two internships and had served as an undergraduate rep on a grade-appeal hearing while he served as interim department chair while the regular chair was on sabbatical. He was very nice and very affable, and while I know that pedophiles generally don’t look like evil slimeballs, it’s hard to accept. It’s not that I didn’t want to know, it’s that I didn’t want to know. If that makes any sense.
The other thing happened this afternoon. A friend is working on a website about horror films and had a banner made featuring a pair of guns. I thought it might be nice to use an image of the revolver used in the Sharon Tate murders. It’s a nice-looking weapon, but it’s got an infamous history. I Googled for it, and got way more than I bargained for.
Oh, I got the picture of the gun, and of a cleaned-up Buck knife also used in the murders.
Spoilered for delicacy’s sake. The squeamish have only themselves to blame.
Along with pictures of the various weapons used that night, there were some very gruesome crime-scene and autopsy photos of all seven victims. I’m not linking for obvious reasons, but if you feel you must share in my misery, do a Google image search for “steven parent murder gun”. It’s the crimeshots dot com site.
This has been a weird day. Were it not for the paper that’s due in less than three hours, I’d be under my quilt, whimpering and begging for brain bleach.