“What I realized was that you and all your little friends who’d been out there that night, even the ones not directly responsible, are bad. Whether you was born bad, or made bad by your phones, by the internet, by the music, by social media, I dunno.” Dunne said the last phrase with complete disgust. “But I’m not blaming those things, because what does the cause matter? It’s the result that matters. “Way I like to explain it . . . you and your friends are a blighted crop.”
