Life is not always a fairy tale. Brother, it’s grim out there.
For a writer like me, tending to good spirits, creating grim moods in prose does not come naturally. Still, the subject of sexual predators is one that looms large in our lives as parents; it behooves us to infuse our discussion of such matters with a tense overtone, a strained inflection, like speaking through gritted teeth.
That was the feel that I tried to impart in my article today about Megan’s Law and various situations arising therefrom. Here is a link to the American Spectator for that essay.
In addition to the substance of my points, see if you think that I captured that mood.