The same expertise we learned at the autopsy table can be applied to living people who've been shot, battered, or raped. The search for trace evidence is the same.
And I know I'm supposed to feel guilty for wanting people to buy my books... and books in general? Novels and poetry, they belong to the realm of art. How dirty of us to try to hawk art! But, after a decade of hand-wringing and apologies, I can't quite muster the guilt anymore.
Only here, because of the illusion of intellectualism, our society separates the validity of human expression.

