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Theft by Finding - David Sedaris

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I’ve been working on a new story and have pages of IHOP notes spread before me that I can’t<br />

read. One says gammerstrayer.jermei.<br />

Oprah had a show about people who have forgiven the unforgivable. One girl forgave the fellow who<br />

stabbed her twenty times and then stabbed her father, a minister, to death. She had pleaded for a stay<br />

of execution, as had the man whose grandmother was stabbed to death <strong>by</strong> a gang of teenage girls. I<br />

remember when that case was all over the news. The grandmother who was murdered taught a Bible<br />

studies class.<br />

A woman on the panel forgave the man who killed her son while driving drunk on Christmas Eve.<br />

He’s a frequent visitor at her home now.<br />

There were two other guests, a woman who would never forgive the man who raped and drowned<br />

her sister, and a black woman who was shot in the stomach <strong>by</strong> gang members who then molested her<br />

daughter. She said she could hear the girl crying out, and Oprah said, “Did you help her?”<br />

“No,” the woman said, perhaps feeling put on the spot. “I was shot and bleeding profusely.” She<br />

explained that she still has a bullet lodged in her kidney and doesn’t see the sense in forgiving<br />

anybody. “Hate is what’s kept me alive,” she said.<br />

In today’s paper I read about a six-year-old girl who was stabbed seventeen times <strong>by</strong> her mother’s<br />

cousin. He was looking for money, apparently. I’m always struck <strong>by</strong> how many times people get<br />

stabbed. It seems like it’s never just once or twice. It must be one of those activities that, once you get<br />

started, you just can’t stop. The girl lived, but according to her grandmother, after the stabbing she<br />

developed a mean streak and is bossy now and picks fights.<br />

July 29, 1988<br />

Chicago<br />

The subject on Oprah was profound handicaps. Two of the guests were parents of a teenage boy<br />

who weighs only thirty-six pounds. He is blind and dumb and now has impaired hearing due to an ear<br />

infection. He doesn’t have any thoughts that they are aware of, and he lives at home.<br />

The father explained that the government will only pay SSI if you make under $17,000 a year. He<br />

advocated for a national catastrophic health plan and that was fine, but he wouldn’t stop talking about<br />

it. He said his daughter has diabetes and that his other daughter almost had cancer. Again and again he<br />

interrupted his fellow guests, and in time I grew tired of him.<br />

In the middle of the show, Oprah brought out a twenty-four-year-old man. She said, “Jimmy, here<br />

you are. You have no arms. You have no legs. What keeps you going?”<br />

Jimmy was optimistic and spoke about his life at the university where he studies child psychology.<br />

He kept saying that: the university. He said that his roommate in the dorm keeps the TV and radio and<br />

computer on the floor so he can get to them. Jimmy’s neck was thick and muscular. He wore a suit<br />

with the arms and legs pinned up.<br />

Another guest, a young woman, had all her limbs but they were too small. She could walk but<br />

needed crutches for long distances. Forks she could manage, and light loads. She said she wanted to

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