People Are Weird
I'm currently writing an eBook about Colin Ireland, a serial killer who claimed five victims in the 1990s. It's a bizarre story and in many ways it helps confirm my belief that very few things are clear-cut or can be neatly separated into good or bad. Ireland tied up, tortured and strangled five men; he clearly didn't view them as human beings in any meaningful way. However his first wife was disabled; she was already confined to a wheelchair when they met. What attracted her to him, she said, was that he was the only person who saw past the wheelchair and appreciated her personality. It's a striking demonstration that people don't fit into tidy boxes - even someone like Colin Ireland had some good in him. Of course it was far outweighed by the bad and he fully deserved to die in prison (which happily he did) but it's still food for thought.