A Harlot's Progress?
I think the most disturbing thing about the killings in Ipswich - more and more obviously the work of a serial killer - is the stories of the girls who have been murdered. All five had been working as prostitutes, but look at them, look at their profiles. They could be anyone, any young woman. So one of them, according to her family, went 'bad' after she got into 'hard drugs' at the age of 17. But descriptions from friends and family tell us about 'normal' young women, with interests, hobbies and yes, families and friends. Neighbours, family and friends often had no idea that the girls were prostitues. Because they're not this thing, these other not-really-human creatures who exist outside society, they were just young women who, for whatever reasons, thought selling sex was their best option. I know its only a fraction of a story, but it bothers me so much, that until something like this happens we don't think, do we, about the thousand of women working the streets in the UK, and that they haven't all been sold into sex-slavery by albanian mafia, that some of them grew up in a house not unlike yours, went to a school like yours, hoped maybe to have a future not unlike yours. And why someone obviously thinks they're more expendable than you, as many other killers have done before; that the life of a prostitute is worth less than the live of a 'good' woman. Not just that, maybe, they deserve to be killed, but that they don't matter. God, we disgust me.