Following up on various responses to it, I came across this critique of that story by
I was disturbed and felt dirty while reading Olson's original piece, and
Why is schadenfreude so appealing to so many? Why have I spent an hour reading Olson's essay and
I sense some kind of insight into human nature that I'm not certain I want to face right now. I feel gross and tired after reading about this sick episode. But go ahead, read those pieces for yourself. Perhaps you'll be brave enough to look into the abyss and sense what stares back.
Chris