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    dots Submission Name: The Opposite of Evil - The Toys of Men, Ch. 4dots

    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    57/m/ohio
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    dotsThe Opposite of Evil - The Toys of Men, Ch. 4dots

    The Opposite of Evil

    Officer Mallory?

    Yes sir?

    You’ve secured the scene?

    Yes sir.

    And taken statements?

    Of course.

    Good. So tell me, officer, what is the opposite of evil?


    What is the opposite of this man, this family, these friends? These men and women raped and ate flesh. What’s the opposite of them?

    I…that’s an odd question, sir.

    And the answer?

    Well, good, I suppose.

    You think?


    This was a household that preyed on people…that seduced, tortured, killed, cooked and picnicked with innocents as guests of honor. Incestuous, muderous flesh-eaters that kept coolers full of corpses suddenly exposed? Someone must have felt some…tribal guilt. Otherwise they might not have cut the eyes out of our…suspects.

    Perhaps someone did us a favor, sir. Someone who knew but couldn’t prove what was done decided to…

    Family searches for family because hope drives them. They rescue before they kill. This was just more of the same turned inward. That doesn’t make them angels, officer. Whoever killed these killers is just a more benign form of devil.

    I suppose, sir…but, doesn’t it seem ironic? I mean, a family of killers responsible for so many deaths and disappearances killed the same way?

    Like karma? Like an afterlife?

    Well…yes, sir.

    I’m not convinced heaven is real, but I’m certain hell must have lived here. Like a foreign dignitary practicing animal diplomacy. They knew the language well.

    But they’re all dead sir. Only one survivor lived long enough to speak. So even if you haven’t won the right to see them stand trial, you haven’t lost either.

    Two members of ‘Lord Father Dad’s’ troop aren’t accounted for, according to that witness. Two blood relatives. Killed by your own kin? That would be ironic…

    Now, officer, I want to know where those two have gone. Specifics, please…

    Because I don’t believe this disease is finished.

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      interesting turn in events here.
    this part brings out more of the fathers dick being chopped off by the mother in the last part... i guess it has a founded place in the piece whereas before i read this part i couldnt work out the relevance or connection beyond the fact that this sexual behaviour was a family thing in more than one generation...

    the opposite of evil...

    to ask what the opposite of evil is and to expect a decent answer is a tall ask if you ask me. it is accepted that the opposite of evil is good but define good?

    this almost seems like a cult of some sort... you know... one of those cults that makes the headlines coz they all ended their own lives at the same time and were found weeks later...?

    benign form of devil... interesting idea...
    | Posted on 2008-03-08 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      There's something I disagree with here:

    "What is the opposite of this man, this family, these friends? These men and women raped and ate flesh. What’s the opposite of them?

    I…that’s an odd question, sir.

    And the answer?

    Well, good, I suppose."

    Thinking about the circumstances- this is a family who preyed on their own, and they believed, or seemed to believe, that this was perfectly good.

    Now, according to these two detectives, this isn't. They are categorizing a goodness, or a type of reciprocity between a father and a child and a family and their victims. I think, for them to have been able to get so close to their victims, there must have been a mutuality. The person who was used must have accepted this in a part of himself/herself and there for suffered delightfully and voluntarily- except for one, who was too accustomed to the standard of good that, say, the detectives have.

    I think the Capitain is skeptical, though, of this goodness, and believes that the ideal of "good" to this family is just as good, or suffices just as well as a socially acceptable one. They didn't seem to harm anyone else except for their own and those who came too close.

    There's just something not right about what he replied.
    | Posted on 2008-01-21 00:00:00 | by JenFlynn | [ Reply to This ]

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