Letter to the Predator

It was 3:30 a.m. My brain would not stop its thinking processes. The circular argument of supported finding versus unsupported finding, evidence or opinion continued to scream its awareness into my desire for sleep. I had not had a full undisturbed eight hours of sleep in twenty years. Well, not without double digits of melatonin milligrams. I do my best thinking when my thinking doesn't stop.

I was tired of watching one child abuser after another get little to no consequence for destroying ...