Karen Greenlee, Necrophile

Karen Greenlee sleeps with dead men — and she has a particular taste for dead men in their early 20s. She first rose to prominence in the mid-80s when she stole a hearse and was not heard from for two days. Karen has a fascinating psychology. The odour of death does not repulse her — it turns her on.

What is particularly fascinating is that she is unrepentant about having sex with the dead. She does not feel a twinge of remorse when she recalls breaking into funeral parlours in order to sexually gratify herself. And frankly, she's going to have to break into funeral parlours since she was fired from Memorial Lawn Mortuary.

She elicits no sympathy from me. I will not give her an ounce of pity. When one desecrates the dead, one also mocks the families who mourn for their loved ones — as she pretty much admits to doing. Indeed, she even attended the funerals of the men she had sex with.

It was convenient working in the funeral homes. I'd get to drive out to the cemetery with the family. I'd get to mourn right along with the family at the loss of that loved one. Except I was groaning in a little different tone! People can't really tell if you're grief stricken or passion-stricken. I've had members of the families put their arms around me and say, "We're so glad you could come!" Then you have to spin this big old yarn, "Yeah, I knew him in school...." If the guy didn't have a girlfriend in life they think you were ... "Oh, she's the one!"

Karen Greenlee - The Unrepentant Necrophile

I don't know what bothers me more: that she actually had sex with the dead, or that she was "passion-stricken" when she mourned along with the family. It takes a lot of audacity to face the deceased's mother and feign concern when one is basically raping her dead son.

You will recall the documentary on men in love with their sex dolls. In many ways, necrophilia is similar. The key difference is that word "desecration". A sex doll has never lived, and so it is never harmed. When one has sex with a dead person, I feel their memory is being mocked.

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