Maj Kirsten’s was a public murder. Good-looking, blonde, Swedish,
a tourist, she was found stabbed to death and mutilated in one of
Chicago’s public parks.
That got the headlines, put the pressure on the police as politicians
and elected officials demanded an equally public solution. They got
it of course: a wino, sleeping rough, arrested and charged. The public
was reassured.
Till the next killing – young, blonde, good-looking, mutilated.
And the next – the most public of all.
Chicago, sweltering in a heatwave, had become a city hot with fear,
crying out for relief. That was when Karen Kovac, young, blonde,
good-looking, a police officer, was sent out onto the sweating,
heat-soaked streets. A decoy to entice a maniac.
a tourist, she was found stabbed to death and mutilated in one of
Chicago’s public parks.
That got the headlines, put the pressure on the police as politicians
and elected officials demanded an equally public solution. They got
it of course: a wino, sleeping rough, arrested and charged. The public
was reassured.
Till the next killing – young, blonde, good-looking, mutilated.
And the next – the most public of all.
Chicago, sweltering in a heatwave, had become a city hot with fear,
crying out for relief. That was when Karen Kovac, young, blonde,
good-looking, a police officer, was sent out onto the sweating,
heat-soaked streets. A decoy to entice a maniac.
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