Who doesn’t love a bit of hypocrisy to start their day?
Yesterday morning I was reading an interesting story in the paper about Dennis Nilsen, a serial killer here in the UK back in the 1970s and 80s.
It’s talking with the guy who has written a biography on Nilsen and was basically a penpal of his while he was still alive and in prison.
It’s actually worth reading so I’ll put a link at the bottom of this so you can check it out, but right at the end of the article there was a beautiful piece of hypocrisy and stupidity that I just can’t let go.
The article ends by saying:
Dennis Nilsen was not, as he wanted us to believe, an exceptional person destroyed by a murderous flaw. He was just a vile sex criminal whose brain lacked a crucial component. The kindest thing we can do for his victims is to forget his name.
Russ Coffey is the author of Dennis Nilsen: Conversations With Britain’s Most Evil Serial Killer, published by John Blake.
Essentially, forget him but buy my book.
The author of the biography says to forget him, to forget his name, but spent time writing a biography on him, a biography that he obviously wants to promote and sell.
I don’t have a problem with him promoting and selling the book, or even the newspaper sitting down and talking to him promoting it that way (so long as it’s made clear that’s what’s happening).
But to say to forget his name when you’ve written a book on him. It’s just silly.