You know, a gal I knew dated a guy that admitted to having committed close to 100 armed robberies. He told me he gave it up, because he was tired of looking over his shoulder. Why, you ask? Because he was robbing drug dealers.
After being around him a few times, I believed it. Not surprisingly, he turned out to be the kind that beat up women.
By the time I found out about the abuse, I had moved up to better acquaintances.
I look back now, and I can't believe some of the people I hung around with or met.
Similarly, back in my just-out-of-college days I knew a woman (a friend of a friend) who was dating a drug dealer in Baltimore, where she lived. I just couldn't believe how many women wanted to date this guy. I guess the Bad Boy image (real or not) has it's perks! At least until you end up in jail - then it's no more women, rather, soap on a rope time...