If there's something sexier than a sociopathic couple doing what they do best, I don't know what it is. Nor do I wish to know, as I don't believe I am wired to handle that level of eroticism. I am speaking, of course, of Paul Bernardo and his ever-so luscious partner in crime, Karla Homolka.
For those who don't share my taste for the aesthetically sublime, Paul and Karla were a young, attractive couple who perpetrated what later became known as the "Ken & Barbie" murders in Ontario in the early 1990s. Said murders consisted of the drugging, rape, and death of three teenage girls, including Karla's younger sister, Tammy. Karla's sultry cold-bloodedness can be clearly seen in the events leading up to and shortly following her sister's demise.
In the summer of 1990, Paul decided that de-flowering Karla's younger sister was an idea whose time had come. Karla enthusiastically participated in the plan to drug and rape Tammy, a plan which came to fruition on the night of December 23, 1990. Following a christmas party, the sexy couple brought Tammy back to their home where she was drugged with animal tranquilizers (Karla worked at a vet's office). After Paul and Karla took turns raping the comatose girl, Tammy aspirated and died. While lesser women would have had, shall we say, a less calm reaction, the delightful Karla jumped into action, clothing her dead sibling and moving the body into the basement. Not only did she not appear to be too upset about this development, she went on to assist Paul in ending the lives of two more unsuspecting young ladies.
Okay, so I'm guessing you want some sort of uplifting, edifying conclusion to all of this, don't you? Never fear. At their trial, Karla quite brilliantly painted herself to be an abused victim of Paul's, doing his bidding not out of her natural lust for destruction, but out of fear of the consequences of disobedience. In exchange for her testimony regarding Paul, Karla received a significantly reduced sentence (12 years), while Paul received a sentence of life imprisonment with a possibility of parole after 25 years.
Like most lovers of life, Paul and Karla decided to videotape their adventures. Much to Paul's chagrin, and for various reasons not relevant here, the tapes (which did NOT support Karla's story of a frightened victim) did not surface until after she had entered into her plea bargain with the prosecution. Karla thrived in the country club prison in which she was confined (engaging in various naughty activities with other females), and was eventually released in 2005. She now has a baby with her new husband and is rumored to be living somewhere in the West Indies.
A woman so entrenched in evil and depravity is something close to a national treasure, although I sincerely doubt the Canadians appreciate their good fortune in this regard. She participated in the death of her own sister, and the murder of two other girls, and then introduced poor Paul to the underside of the proverbial bus to save her ass. Gotta love that.
The Marquis de Sade often said that when a woman commits a libertine act, she is effused with an angelic glow, the kind of radiance that is mesmerizing and terrifying at the same time. Look at the dead eyes in the photo above. The glow is there, my friends. I like to think she had it often. Love ya, sweets.
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