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320 pages, Hardcover
First published June 1, 1999
Everyone's got something you can point to, but when you go searching for evil, it's pretty tough to pinpoint it on a map. It all leads me to once again pose the question I keep asking over and over again: isn't anyone responsible for anything anymore?
If a bank robber tapes over the lens of a surveillance camera, that's MO. If he feels a need to tear his clothes off and dance naked before that same camera, that's signature. It doesn't help him commit the crime- in fact, in this case, it hurts him- but it's something he has to do to make the experience emotionally satisfying.The simple and seemingly intuitive formula that Douglas offers in The Anatomy of Motive is why? + how? = who. That is, if you can understand the reason a crime was committed, and if you evaluate the means, you are much closer to identifying the person who did it...or at least the kind of person who did it. Take the example of the still officially unsolved Chicago Tylenol poisonings in the 1980s. The bottles were poisoned on the shelves of different stores in the Chicago area; it could be inferred that the UNSUB (or "unknown subject", or, as Douglas writes with characteristic bluntness, "an inadequate, ineffectual loser") wanted to take revenge on a certain store, or on the parent company Johnson & Johnson, or society in general. The nature of the crime was such that the UNSUB would not only never have to face his victims and witness their suffering, but could not choose them specifically. The crime furthermore didn't demonstrate sophistication; it seemed that the UNSUB simply walked into a store, unscrewed the cap of a Tylenol bottle on a shelf, and introduced cyanide. Douglas writes,
...it's such a cowardly crime that you wouldn't expect him to contact the media...if he had to see the results of what he'd done at close range, I thought, this type would be emotionally distraught...like the arsonist, he would gravitate towards positions of authority or pseudoauthority, such as security guard, ambulance driver, auxiliary firefighter...but he'd have trouble keeping that job. Likewise...someone of this nature would gravitate to the Army or the Marines.The UNSUB, Douglas says, "may even have written angry letters to President Ronald Reagan." Convinced? No? Admittedly, it's sometimes difficult to follow what seem to be Douglas's intuitive leaps about, say, the kind of car a criminal probably drives; but they also tend to make some sense, once you've thought about them. That being said, I don't know if there are different schools of criminal profiling, if a 'Douglas school' for example routinely butts heads with some other group with a valid critique. Douglas strikes me as pragmatic, though. He doesn't claim that his approach to profiling is an exact science, but rather a system of useful classifications that investigators can draw on. At one point he says he'd even be happy to consult a medium, if he were introduced to one with a convincing track record.
He'd be driving a five-year-old or older car not very well maintained. The way the crime was carried out, the way the Tylenol capsules were adulterated, all of this reflects a sloppy and distracted, rather than a meticulous, personality. And I thought this would be reflected in the car he drives. But it could resemble a police-type vehicle, say a large Ford sedan, which would represent strength and power- two characteristics he seeks but does not possess.
One of the reasons our work is even necessary has to do with the changing nature of violent crime itself...Traditionally, most murders and violent crimes were relatively easy for law enforcement officials to comprehend. They resulted from critically exaggerated manifestations of feelings we all experience: anger, greed, jealousy, profit, revenge...But a new type of violent criminal has surfaced in recent years- the serial offender, who often doesn't stop until he is caught or killed, who learns by experience and tends to get better and better at what he does...I say "surfaced" because, to some degree, he was probably with us all along, going back long before 1880s London and Jack the Ripper, generally considered the first modern serial killer. And I say "he" because, for reasons we'll get into a little later, virtually all real serial killers are male.In The Anatomy of Motive, Douglas designates chapters mainly by the type of criminal studied- arsonist, poisoner, bomber, fugitive- but the distinctions start to overlap a bit in the later chapters, when we get to guys who "just snap" and what Douglas calls the assassin personality. I'm not sure I fully understood the difference between these two, but let's say that the latter is familiar to anyone who's seen Taxi Driver- a paranoiac who constructs an ideological mission for himself, but, in Douglas's view (there may be very rare exceptions, he allows, such as the various plots to assassinate Hitler), is simply acting against the anger and frustration of his life- of getting to his late 20s and realizing that life is not shaping up the way he'd planned (there is also another phenomenon Douglas calls "the dangerous 40s", but this is apparently a different classification). The target of that anger- though the perpetrator will naturally disagree with this assessment- will be largely arbitrary. In Douglas's view, Lee Harvey Oswald, Timothy McVeigh, Mark Chapman and Arthur Bremer- who stalked Nixon before deciding that it would be easier to try to assassinate George Wallace- are all assassin personalities. So is Ted Kaczynski, and perhaps the Tylenol poisoner, despite the fact that their crimes were outwardly different. Douglas uses both of these types to illustrate another point that he continually returns to in his books- violence is situational. In the case of John List, for example, a New Jersey accountant who "just snapped" and murdered his wife, mother, and three children, and was found nearly 20 years later living under an alias with another woman, seemingly stable, Douglas asks:
Another surprising thing I've found while reading Douglas is that many of these violent crimes, almost always committed by men (women get some representation here only in the chapter on poisoning, and even then Douglas says that poisoning is not predominantly a female crime), are sexual in nature, even if they don't overtly seem to be. David Berkowitz, for example, even before he became a killer, was a prolific arsonist who would apparently return to the scenes of his crimes to relive what he'd done and masturbate. As Douglas notes dryly,
How much of a threat was John List in his new life as Bob Clark? We teach at the Academy that the only truly reliable predictor of future violence is past violence. But this guy had only one violent episode in his life. Is it likely he could have had another and...killed his second wife? The answer is, it all depends on circumstances. If things went along okay, if he had the financial security and self-respect he needed, everything would probably be fine. But if similar circumstances occurred again, he'd already have in his mind the scenario that would get him out of it...
As I began to understand the relationship between setting fires and self-arousal, I used to advise detectives to have a crime scene photographer take crowd photos at suspicious blazes and study them afterward. If you found a guy jerking off with a transfixed look on his face, there was an excellent chance he was your arsonist.A chart to keep track of all this might have been helpful. Which type returns to the scene of the crime to masturbate again, and how many days afterwards will that be? These books are written for a popular audience, and Douglas says that it takes about 2 years to train already-promising young agents in the nuances. It's for the same reason, he claims, although I'm not at all certain that this is true, that his books won't be of any help to criminals trying to evade capture. For those of us who have chosen alternative life paths, the last chapter, written mostly in the second person, presents four 'cases' that the reader should now presumably be ready for, and enables the fantasy that you are a promising young FBI agent, ready to spend the next 25 years having your mind shattered by proximity to violence and depravity, and John Douglas is your hard-nosed, no-nonsense mentor. Very minor complaint about this section: when my eyes drifted to the bottom of one of the pages for a second, I saw the solution before I could finish reading about the case. It would have been nice if the solutions had been written upside down, or maybe printed so you could only read them in a mirror, or something of that nature. Or just at the end of the chapter. That would've been fine, too.