Quote by HeraTeleia

Check that, convicted of the murders of six women and confessed to the murder of at least 49 women total. He was active over a time period of up to twenty years, picking up women he believed would not be missed--heroin addicts, prostitutes, First Nation women--in my hometown of Vancouver, B.C., then taking them out to his pig farm in Port Coquitlam, B.C., and eventually murdering the women.

This case is especially horrifying not just because of how he disposed of the bodies--dismembering them and packing them in barrels to be sent to a rendering plant, or dismembering them and feeding them to his pigs, which were to be slaughtered themselves for processing into various pork products destined for human consumption--but because of the numerous missed opportunities to stop Pickton's spree. Over the course of at least fifteen years, the Vancouver constabulary, Port Coquitlam constabulary, and other agencies either ignored or buried reports of the missing women and the goings-on at the farm; the Port Coquitlam constabulary even obtained consent to search the farm at one point, after being told that the Pickton farm had a chest freezer full of human flesh. The search was never carried out and Pickton is believed to have killed multiple women long after that search might have discovered evidence that might have stopped his run.

It wasn't until 2002, when the RCMP, egged on by assorted civilian groups and faced with information from individual Vancouver Police officers that had previously been buried or otherwise "lost", executed a search on the farm that things began to come together in a most horrifying manner. I won't repeat it here--it makes me sick to know that most of these women and their families will never have peace. Pickton is now in penitentiary in Quebec and his brother David, co-owner of the farm but not suspected in the actual murders, has not been seen in B.C. in a solid decade.

So. Buy a farm. A big one. Carve up the bodies, especially the long bones and skull, pack the bits in barrels, and send them to your local rendering plant with your regular load of livestock remains. Problem solved.

Good lord.

That is a gruesome case. That level of crazy is just of the charts. Yikes.

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