On Cunanan

The Ultimate Gay Serial Killer

There's no escape from this killer in the shelter of categories. All we can do is lock the door and watch TV until God and the FBI track the demon down. And only when they have cornered him can we reassure each other with the news that, in the end, the faggot killed himself. That cabbie, with his oblivious enthusiasm, thought we'd want to know that even in this heathen age, anyone who threatens the sexual order is doomed to die--if not by stoning or hanging, cold silence or a hot knife to the gut, God's wrath or the disease He unleashed, then by the very self in revulsion at its own transgression. Even a faggot would want to kill the faggot.

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