"guns don't kill people, but Alan Palliko enjoys doing so"
Bugliosi, despite being a high-powered attorney, was an excellent writer. It's a pleasure to read through the wisdom and insight the author brought to the prosecution of two losers, Alan Palliko and Sandra Stockton. Incredible really. It's simply hard to imagine people so depraved and psychologically aberrant; I keep reminding myself that Bugliosi spent his professional life trying to make sense of such people. I haven't done that so I have to look up to Bugliosi and his descriptive powers, otherwise these imbeciles would be only works of fiction. But, sadly, they are all too real.
The way into the psyche of Alan Palliko, should you ever wish to visit that collection of refuse, is through the female connections. I focus on these four:
Katherine Drummond: this woman was down-to-earth, "unadorned" and "typical" American woman. She was from Dearborn, Michigan and moved to Los Angeles in the sixties for some personal development. She was attractive, but for all that, romantic prospects were not forthcoming. Lonely, she reached out to Alan. A big mistake. Someone Alan's self-importance must have attracted her due to her low self-esteem; such people see little reason to admire themselves so they are surprised to find someone who thinks highly of himself or herself. Drummond, believe it or not, was actually impressed by the fraternity system at USC. Poor girl((((
Sandra Stockton: Sandra is a turn off right away because of her weight, but many men were attracted to her fine facial features and skin tone. Sandra met Alan while working for the Automobile Club of Southern California. One reason I find her interesting is that she grew up in Downey, was familiar with South Gate and probably Maywood/Huntington Park. Readers rarely have a chance to explore these unflattering venues in literature. Bugliosi, if for no other reason, was able to uncover what goes on in these places that as Chris Darden remarked at "dumps" but densely populated dumps.
Debbi Simmons: Bugliosi writes, "Almost all of Alan's dates were striking, but Debbi was extraordinary. A complexion out of a Swedish travel brochure and flowing blond hair down to the bottom that would make burlap cling-one hundred and twenty pounds of impeccably distributed woman on a five feet, seven inch frame." Sounds like a man admiring the latest automobile import.
The wonderful thing about this woman is that Alan thought she ought to be drugged and tossed off his apartment balcony; or so he said, when Michael and Debbi lied to him for the sake of some money.
Judy Davis: I have the most sympathy for this character because she actually had something going for herself. She might have been able to make a life for herself with the talent and energy she was blessed with. Instead her skull was banished in with a revolver that Alan demanded she keep in her purse. Don't get me wrong. I would never have found Judy the woman of my dreams, but she had something the others were missing.