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I heard a group of young men speak on whether or not true love exists. What i heard made me sad on a couple of counts and so very deeply grateful on others. “Women are bitches.” Man i am so sick of that view of the better sex. Screw all the obvious reasons why women are better. Just ask what about men really? We are slobs, disrespectful intentionaly or not. We’re cowards on the show emotion front. If there were a remote control that opened and closed  your legs and mouth, made you cook dinner, bring us a beer or dress us we’d own ten. If it wasn’t such a “big deal” we’d all cheat. We fart burp piss on the whole toilet never mind that Giant hole where we should piss. We leave hair in the sink, ring around the tub. We’re never wrong, Lost or Confused. If we can’t eat it, fuck it, shoot it ride it or Order it around It aint worth a shit .Basicaly we are perpetual infants and toddlers. Yet we somehow manage to win your affections, and for the most part, know when to say yes dear. Yes  you are much much smarter. And in rare rare instances there is true love.

Brent Brents, 12-21-10 10:15 p.m.

Amy,
You know i hope that when my time comes that my spirit can stay and watch over you. Yes of course i will do funny little things to let you know i am there with you. No Nothing Nasty. My Luck there will be some Kind of prison for spirits who do nasty things and well i have spent too much time locked up. No Sense in Continuing the trend as a spirit. But i would Still like to stay and watch over you.

Brent Brents 11-17-10  158/A.M.

Do you remember the evidentiary hearings in Denver? I used to ask myself why i chose to live. And yet i would see you Sitting there. Even Then you were so strong. I would look at you during Certain parts of the testimony, and i could see what No one else Could. I don’t know how you got thru those days. Yet you did. I Still don’t know how it  is you were able to treat me as you did. Where did all that Strength come from. I saw things register on your face. Your eyes were furious at times, but they didn’t shine on those days. I don’t know where you got the strength from Amy. But i will tell you, you are the strongest person i have ever known. And i am so damn thankful you are who you are.

Brent Brents

Denver columnist Michael Roberts of the Westword wrote about Diary of a Predator Wednesday.

Diary of a Predator, a new book by Amy Herdy, isn’t simply a true-crime tale based on the disturbing actions of serial rapist Brent J. Brents. It’s also a memoir that pulls back the curtains on Herdy’s reporting of the Brents story for the Denver Post, revealing conflicts with editors involving everything from their suggestion to use Brents’ off-the-record comments because he was “a piece of shit” who would never sue to their opening of her mail.

Roberts goes on to talk about the story behind the story (behind the story), including his own involvement. Roberts reported on Herdy’s involvement with the Brent Brents story, as detailed in this excerpt from Diary of a Predator:

An editor appearing at my desk to tell me that Michael Roberts, the media columnist from Westword, wanted to talk to me about Brents.

It was Monday, July 11, following Friday’s sentencing in Aurora, and I was in pretty good spirits. Until I was told Roberts was on the phone.

“I have some questions for you, and I’ll just go down the list,” he said nearly as soon as I picked up the line.

“First question: Did you send Brents a photo of yourself, as is rumored?”

And just like that, my temper lit. My reply was as swift as his question.

“Off the record, Mike?” I asked, and waited. “OK,” he confirmed, but still I repeated it again.

“Off the record?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck you. Fuck you for asking that question. I’m not gonna talk to you.”

And I hung up.

Less than five minutes later, one of the editors was standing next to me, clearing his throat uncomfortably while I ignored him and stared at my computer screen, trying to appear as if I were riveted by fascinating email.

“You really should give Michael Roberts an interview,” he said.

“Nope.”

“And he says you sent Brents a picture of yourself. Did you?”

I shook my head as my eyes narrowed, and despite my attempts to contain my irritation, I found myself glaring at him. Et tu, Brutus? I thought. “No, I never sent him a picture. And p.s., he never asked for one, either.”

“Well, I still need to get a statement from you.”

“OK,” I said, spinning around in my wheeled chair to face him. “My statement is short: ‘Fuck you.’”

He blinked and then eyed me curiously, as if trying to figure out whether I was joking, or whether I was going to start speaking in tongues or perhaps leap out of the chair and scream.

In return, I tried to grin cheerfully at him, although I was still angry, so the result ended up with me pulling my lips back from my teeth. In the animal kingdom, I thought, that’s what we call a snarl.Not a good way to reassure him that while he may think me crazy, he needn’t fear that I was going to flip out. Not today, anyway.

Faced with clear insubordination, he took the only route he knew: dictatorship.

“Harrumph,” he began, and I realized with some amusement that it was the first time I had actually ever heard someone make that sound. “It’s best that you talk to him. So I expect you to call him back. Soon.”

He then turned and left. Cursing, I looked up Robert’s number and dialed it, punching each digit with irritation.

Maybe I had to talk to Roberts, I thought, but it didn’t have to be officially.

“OK, I’ll talk to you,” I told him when he answered his phone, “but only on background, all of it off the record. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” Roberts said, sounding cheerful. I decided to let that go.

By Brent Brents

Will

Aspire to be

Inspire another to be

Desire to be

We will

Be kind to someone

Care for someone

Respect someone

And they will

Wish for

Have Hope for

Dream for

It will

Think of someone

Listen to someone

talk to someone

So they will

Give

Be Charitable

Share

Others will

Love others

Love yourself

be loved

It is our will. BB 1-18-09