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AWFUL ACTS ANDTHE TROUBLEWITH NORMALErica R. MeinersIn my Canadian hometown, where the store in my dad’s neighborhood,Iron Mountain, still sells WD-40 next to the tampons, Clifford Olson“snatched up girls like you,” my principal Mr. Gayle told my best friendCarla and me. “He will capture you and then…”Olson permeated the spring and summer of 1981. School assemblies lecturedus on how to recognize the Car of the Stranger. The ice rink, parks,and other public spaces were closed, and the yellow-striped Royal CanadianMountain Police were everywhere.One afternoon that summer, Carla and I were illicitly at Mount CrescentElementary School on the tire swing, and she told me that her uncle—she did not use the words molested or rape or even sex. In fact, I don’t even113