Colleen Doran posted this in her blog, and as much as I don't like reposting posts of things that have been posted, this was an incredible article about some of the wickedness the internet makes possible.
http://www.laweekly.com/news/news/the-life-and-death-of-jesse-james/17427/?page=1
And it is not just the story, it is the way the story is told. Do you need an example of the incredible prose?
Here's some:
So I hear it through Tania that Audrey has decided to move to Colorado to be with Jesse. She’s quitting her job. Packing her stuff. Leaving her home. To be with a guy . . . that she’s never actually met.
I point out to Tania that pheromones have a lot to do with mutual attraction — what if the smell’s off?
“Oh, they thought of that,” Tania tells me. They exchanged “special pieces of clothing,” she says.
To smell.
I imagine two people, one in L.A., one in Colorado, sniffing each other’s underpants to see if they can handle living together, and I say, “Jesus, that’s fucking insane.”
“You shouldn’t judge,” says Tania.
I beg to differ. This is why we have judgment.
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Wow. That is disturbing. The woman pictured at the end must be seriously, seriously mentally ill and lonely. And ditto the victim to fall for it. It seems as pitiful as horrific. Of course, though the internet can help breed these things, you can also know someone in person and up close for ten years before it occurs to you that he might be a complete figment (see my marriage). If only my ex'd had the convenient obviously made up name to give him away. Jubilee. Honestly.
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