Because the book was mentioned in the article that I opened this thread with, I got a copy of "In Broad Daylight" to add to my collection of books on psychopathy.
When I first began to read, I thought it was going to be rough going because it was about your pretty basic psychopath, the low-life kind. It was a decent length book (390 p. paperback), and I could not imagine what anyone could have to say about a low-life psychopath that could take that long.
I didn't realize that this was going to keep me up for a couple of late nights!
Why?
Well, the descriptions of the behaviors of the psychopath were not nearly as interesting as the descriptions of how people around him reacted!
There is almost no way I can describe it without simply quoting long passages of the book, so if you don't want to buy it, you can get the story HERE.
It was also interesting to observe exactly how the legal system in the United States is designed by and for the preservation of psychopaths and not for the protection of ordinary citizens nor for justice.
What is really scary is the reproductive profligacy of this man:
Scary thought.
When I first began to read, I thought it was going to be rough going because it was about your pretty basic psychopath, the low-life kind. It was a decent length book (390 p. paperback), and I could not imagine what anyone could have to say about a low-life psychopath that could take that long.
I didn't realize that this was going to keep me up for a couple of late nights!
Why?
Well, the descriptions of the behaviors of the psychopath were not nearly as interesting as the descriptions of how people around him reacted!
There is almost no way I can describe it without simply quoting long passages of the book, so if you don't want to buy it, you can get the story HERE.
It was also interesting to observe exactly how the legal system in the United States is designed by and for the preservation of psychopaths and not for the protection of ordinary citizens nor for justice.
And that's when something changed. This is another thing that interested me. For years this man was the scourge of several counties - a veritable one-man crime spree - and the people were all sheep, unable to stand up against him.He was an ardent stalker long before the word was popularized on crime blotters. He used a form of drive-by shooting for intimidation. He was a ravenous pedophile.
And an analysis of his vast criminal oeuvre should also include abused-spouse syndrome, another more modern concept. He beat every woman-and girl-he was with, and they came back for more until McElroy discarded them like dirty dishrags when something younger came along.
He avoided theft and livestock rustling convictions by intimidating witnesses. He pointed guns at people-including a town marshal and a deputy sheriff-and got off scot-free. He shot a man, point-blank. The victim lived to finger McElroy, but a jury turned him loose unpunished.
He raped adolescent girls without repercussion. Once, he even burned down the house of a couple who protested the rape of their 13-year-old daughter. The owners dropped charges and allowed their adolescent child to marry the 30-year-old monster, a move that essentially nullified statutory rape charges.
No one could make a charge stick against this Teflon-coated hick-until the summer of 1981.
As I read this book, I realized that this whole situation in the town of Skidmore described exactly the conditions of the U.S. under the rule of its corrupt government, presently represented by the criminal neocon gang. And so, observing the moment that the "worm turned" was quite instructive.It was a murder in broad daylight on a small-town Main Street that was witnessed by up to four dozen people. But the sheriff soon learned that nobody saw a thing, even the men Trena McElroy said were standing just a few steps away when the shooting began.
That is what we face with psychopaths and the criminal government of the U.S.The postmaster, Jim Hartman, said McElroy's killers should get a medal, not a noose. He likened them to the inventors of penicillin. "Nobody tried to hang them for finding a way to kill a germ," Hartman said.
What is really scary is the reproductive profligacy of this man:
Now, just think about all those babies with psychopathy genes out there...During his 20s, McElroy became famous among his coon-hunting buddies for his eye for what he called "young meat"-adolescent girls. He bedded a series of teenagers, sometimes finding his quarry by hanging out at junior high school playgrounds. He befriended adolescent boys to gain entrée to their female peers.
He typically preyed upon children from poor, uneducated families. He charmed the girls with dime-store gifts and rides in his truck. Several of his victims became pregnant, and McElroy used payoffs and threats to assuage hard feelings by parents.
McElroy dumped Oleta after a few years and married a 15-year-old girl, Sharon.
With Sharon pregnant, McElroy began romancing a 13-year-old named Sally. When she balked at sex, he beat her and threatened to kill her father. She acquiesced, then moved in with Sharon and McElroy.
He had his first harem. The teenagers gave birth to a total of seven of McElroy's offspring. Sharon had children in 1961, '63, '64 and '65, and Sally in '61, '63 and '64.
In late 1964, with Sharon again pregnant and both young women with newborns, McElroy took up with Alice, a 15-year-old from St. Joseph, Mo., 50 miles south of Skidmore.
He abandoned the other girls and their children and set up housekeeping with Alice, who began churning out more McElroy babies. Alice was joined in the bedroom and maternity ward in the early 1970s by Marcia, yet another of McElroy's nubile lovers.
What did they see in him? He was no dream lover. He beat every woman he was intimate with, and one would later tell author Harry N. MacLean that McElroy's sex tended to be violent and demeaning.
Scary thought.