“A man was jailed for life today for killing his teenage neighbour and having sex with her body in a crime described by a judge as horrible and depraved… A few weeks before the killing, Ms Franklin was plagued by a series of bizarre incidents including her radio inexplicably being on when she woke up, lit candles appearing in her flat, and finding her things had been moved every time she came home. The court was told she had the locks changed, but shortly afterwards she was killed. When police went to interview Richardson about Ms Franklin’s disappearance, they found her partially clothed body decomposing on his bed with a gag in her mouth and a ligature around her neck. Richardson’s story to a psychiatrist was that he accidentally ran over her cat and that he had told her he had strangled it to put it out of its misery. He said Ms Franklin reacted by becoming hysterical, and to silence her screaming he strangled her to death, then hours later had sex with her cold, stiff body.” — News.com.au (Australia)

A word of advice for would-be necrophiles.

First, if you kill somebody who lives next door, it’s a given that the police will knock on your door to ask you a few questions. They may have no idea at all that you’re a depraved necro freak — they may just want to ask if you’ve seen anybody strange or heard anything unusual. So why tempt fate by keeping the naked, sexed-up cadaver on your very own bed? Steal a credit card and rent a hotel room, for Christ’s sake. Hijack a car and do what you have to do with the body in the back seat. Then you can abandon car and body in a remote locale and nobody will be the wiser.

Second, if you really insist on being stupid enough to get caught — or to get caught so easily — then at least have the decency to spare us the flimsy excuses. You seriously expect anyone to believe that this whole sad chain of events began because you ran over her cat? Uh, right. Then why were you sneaking into her apartment at night to watch her sleep beforehand?

It’s not so farfetched to strangle a cat if you’ve wounded it beyond repair. But to strangle its owner because she’s upset about it? To strangle her “to stop the screaming?” What, is the noise interrupting your classical music hour? Your zen meditation? Given that there are plenty of other ways to stop a person from screaming, or at least to block out the sound — earplugs, anyone? — it’s hard not to conclude that your rationale is self-deceiving. Face it. You were obsessed — you snuck into her apartment to watch her in that state of pseudo-death, sleep — then you killed her in order to exploit her in that state of pseudo-sleep, death. Why lie about it? Your actions speak louder than your words.

For once it would be a relief to read of a homicidal sex fiend who had the courage to speak the truth — the courage to be honest in spite of his depravity — the courage to be a noble necrophile.

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