“An interesting story, told well.
Listening to Sonny elaborate on past events I found myself recalling Mark Twain’s quip,” I’ve lived through some terrible things, some of which actually happened.”
I don’t doubt that many of his recollections are true. Knowing a thing or two about the shifting nature of memory that people who study it claim, I do wonder about the effects of time and trauma on factual accuracy.
It was disappointing to discover that the reason he was so tenacious in proving that his father didn’t torture anyone was because that was too much heartache for him to handle.
His father was unequivocally a monster. Does it really matter what species of monster he was? Or which tool he used to destroy?
Billy Burt was a liar. He lied to himself about what he was. He came to believe the lie. Then he lived the lie. This was the world Sonny grew up in. A world formed, fueled and funded by lies.
Listening to him parse the moral and ethical contradictions that offend him when discussing the bad behavior of the thugs, crooked cops, and lying snitches that betrayed his father is truly stunning.
To hear him say that “, my father was a good husband, except for the adultery,” is evidence that Sonny was a victim of his father’s evil, not a beneficiary.
My exposure to the darker side of human nature is neither theoretical or naive. I have volunteered weekly in my county jail for the past 17 yrs as part of an inmate support group.
I worked will the protective custody unit which included men that were accused of unspeakable acts against women and children.
I have seen firsthand lives shredded and destroyed by lies, greed, violence and pride.
There is no glamour to be found, only pain.
Sonny seems like a really nice guy and he sure can tell a story. I hope he can find peace after all that he has suffered.”
H Weinstein via Apple Podcasts ·
United States of America ·
05/29/24