Requiem for a Female Serial Killer by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: New English Review Press
Published: 2020-09-15T14:38:07+00:00

Oh boy. Is Wuornos in for a rare ride with the media. She sounds heartbreakingly… concrete, literal. She also sounds paranoid, like a “recovering” incest-victim-accuracy-fanatic, but I doubt that she’s “recovered” from anything.

“When the ACLU lawyers came to see me from Georgia,” Wuornos continues, “they read me some stuff that the police said, and most of it was a lie. I’m sure that everybody’s cutting a deal. I’m not a stupid asshole. It kills me that my family and friends are trying to sell me.”

It had literally killed her—and her male victims too.

“Lee, you didn’t ask me for any advice. Do you want any advice?”

“Like what? Yeah, okay, I guess so.”

“Try to give away as little information as possible—this phone line is probably tapped—and be cautious about what you say to anyone in jail, no matter how friendly they seem. How are you doing on toiletries, do you have a canteen allowance? Are they letting you shower, exercise, see sunlight? Lee, do you know how to imagine yourself in a peaceful, beautiful place? Can you transport yourself there psychologically?”

“You mean use my creative imagination?”

“Yes, exactly. People who are confined in small spaces, in jail, or in their bodies, if they’re sick, find that this helps ease the time.”

“Man,” she jeers. “I know all about that stuff.” Then she says, simply, “Thank you for what you’re trying to do.”

So: The Lady and The Tramp have spoken—and I’m not the Lady, I’m the one who wants to “overthrow the system.” Wuornos only wants a “piece of the pie,” she surrendered long ago, the way all “good girls” are supposed to. Just let the woman have her Bud, her Marlboros, her girlfriend, her motel room, and when she’s goddam ready to spread ‘em and sell, don’t mess with her. Pay her, fuck her, and be on your way.

Lee had to straighten me out on certain points because “people do not understand that cops always get everything wrong.”

According to the 1984 police report, in Plantation, Florida, Aileen had been “arrested for forging her employer’s signature on two checks at the Barnett Bank in the Upper Keys.” As Aileen saw it, she hadn’t forged anything. She’d just tried to get what she was owed, what she’d already worked for. She’d also tried to get out of a bad situation.

See, Aileen had moved in with a shrimper who’d promised to make her his secretary only he never did, he just kept fuckin’ her, and duckin’ out on the $495.00 she said he owed her for her work. Aileen felt like a “sexual hostage.” Every time Aileen would raise the issue of her pay, the shrimper would take her out to dinner, booze it up in a bar, “sidetrack” her completely.

Aileen didn’t want to “hit the streets without a penny,” and she wanted out. Aileen finally decided to pay herself and get the hell outta there, so she sat down and practiced the man’s signature “49 times on 49 checks” (it didn’t occur to her to practice

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