True crime: Just dessert

What drives one man to kill hookers, or eat the still-fresh flesh of others? And what drives another to write about it? MSNB looks at the psychology behind the true-crime book, saying, "True-crime books attain the luster of pornography, offering between their glossy covers purple prose to sate our bloodlust." That's quite some purple prose of your own, buddy.

One of these authors even worked next to Bundy: "in the 1970s, at the height of the Ted Bundy murders, she spent nights next to Bundy answering phones at a suicide hotline totally unaware that he was the serial killer who would later confess to 30 murders. 'If he had offered to give my girls a ride home, I would have agreed,' she says. 'He was such a nice guy.' "

And then he ate her. Yum, yum.