But all around me violence actually was winning. That was the year when I first remember a child being shot over a trendy article of clothing; stories like that would soon become the background of my adolescence. And now danger swirled all around me—tales of razors slipped into candy apples, four-year-olds impaled with lawn darts. Stingley’s story pulled all this together and illuminated a new idea: Evil did win, sometimes—maybe most times. Bad things did happen, if only for the simple reason that they could. Disturbing as this knowledge was, it made me stronger because it made me wiser. And
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the methodology: journalism. personal narrative. testimony. stories. — what else is there?
