Posted on 04/23/2007 5:23:03 PM PDT by AnnaZ
"I'm just so shaken by this, I don't know what to say."
Chastity Frye says she spent an hour, all alone, with Virginia Tech killer Cho Seung-Hui last month.
Frye said "He was so quiet, I really couldn't get much from him, he was so distant, he really didn't talk a lot. It seemed like he wasn't all there."
Frye works for an escort service. She says, Cho hired her, and the two met at a Valley View motel.
She says "I danced for a little while and I thought we were done because he got up and went to the restroom and began washing. And I said, 'well, do you want me to go? I'm going to go ahead and go'. And he's like, 'I paid for the full hour, you've only been here for 15 minutes,' and then he came back in the room. And I started dancing and that's when he you know, touched me and tried to get on me and that's when I pushed him away."
I asked Frye if she was afraid at that point: "No, because he went away right away." She said she didn't see any guns, any ammunition, and nothing else that made her feel nervous.
When Chastity Frye saw the news about Cho last week, she thought she recognized him. Then, she says, FBI agents questioned her this weekend. Frye says they tracked her down through Cho's credit card receipt.
"Well, they asked me what happened, and then they asked me if anything stuck out. They wanted to know 3 words that described him," Frye said. What 3 words did Frye use? "I used dorky, was one of them, maybe timid and pushy, there at the end he was a little pushy."
Now, she thinks about the victims, and how lucky she was.
Frye said "I don't know what to think. I'm just very grateful that nothing happened then. Sometimes I wonder if I could have said something or done something differently or maybe talk to him a little bit more [but] you know, get him to open up? Right. But I wasn't thinking about that at the time. I was thinking, he was creeping me out, I was thinking about getting out of there."
Yeah, run the faucet. She'll NEVER guess what you're doing in there.....
> Well, she does state that she only danced for him.
I wonder if that pushed him over the edge?
Yeah.
Poor victim that he was, eh?
Sick.
“It seemed like he wasn’t all there”
Said the woman who sells her body and soul for money.
??
It depends what you mean by “escort service.”
Now that's funny!
These people will be popping up everywhere with their “true” stories of how Cho creeped me out etc.
I knew there was something wrong with him when he went through my checkout line, rode in my cab, answered my personals ad etc.
Thus Spake the Queen of Introspection.
5 years in college without "getting any."
I think the point was that he went to the bathroom to clean up.
The Last Psychiatrist
April 23, 2007
A Final Thought On Cho's Mental Illness A thoughtful reader concerned about backlash against the mentally ill asked me to write a piece basically saying that not all mentally ill people were homicidal maniacs.
It's a fair request, but in this case it's counterproductive. Here's what I mean: you want to say that "not all mentally ill people are violent." You want counterexamples to Cho's example. But that's a defensive posture, unnecessary because... Cho wasn't mentally ill. He was a sad, bad man who killed people because his life wasn't validated. There was no psychosis, there was no cognitive impairment, there was no psychiatric impairment in insight in judgment. There was a lack of sex, but that's not yet in the DSM.
Not to reduce his life down to a soundbite, but he was a guy who thought he deserved better by virtue of his intelligence and suffering; found himself in a sea of mediocrity but couldn't understand why he couldn't therefore excel; and, worst of all, found that all the things he thought he deserved eluded him-- especially hot chicks, who not only dismissed him and found him creepy, but, worse, chose to be with the very men he thought were obviously inferior to him. It's Columbine all over again. It's almost even the same day.
Forget the Prozac, forget the involuntary commitment (where he was found by the court to be "a danger to himself and others"-- that's standard boilerplate, it is clinically meaningless). Those are red herrings. You may as well blame wearing black t-shirts. He's not mentally ill; he's an adolescent.
The difference, the single difference, between us and him is that when we were sulking in high school, we listened to Pink Floyd or U2. He watched Oddboy. We had a battered copy of a Playboy down at the creek under a rock, that was so creased we had to infer the boobs. He had the internet. Maybe we bought a pocket knife, or-- wow-- a butterfly knife. He bought two Glocks.
In other words, the difference is this: he decided to shoot 30 people, and you didn't. That's it. I know it's not a satisfying answer, I know we want explanations, but there aren't any. Forget genes, forget DSM. He chose to do something bad, he knew it was bad, but he did it anyway.
Don't worry about the mentally ill. Worry about the nut politicians and media outlets who will look to the easy and convenient excuse of mental illness, rather than have to do the hard work of figuring out why our society is melting.
I didn’t know escorts allowed that, legally anyway.
So! It was all her fault. She made him feel like he didn’t stick out.
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