Sublime

I know I’m not the only woman who draws satisfaction from true crime stories that expose the corruption and errors of people in positions of authority—narratives such as that of the West Memphis Three. The shadow side to this, however, is something such as the Satanic Panic, a narrative that was largely advanced by women. The role of the defender,

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Class assigns your life with a correspondent value in the eyes of gatekeepers. The taboo in discussing these crimes isn’t about race, it is about men.