Left: Mug shot of Kevin Ray Underwood
(Purcell, OK) The man accused of killing a 10-year-old neighbor girl as part of a plan to eat human flesh also joked about cannibalism on his online diary.
Kevin Ray Underwood, whose blog is titled "Strange Things are Afoot at the Circle K," left dozens of posts that contained hints of a man on the verge of acting out in a violent fashion.
The body of Jamie Bolin was found in a large plastic tub in Underwood's closet; the dead girl had deep saw marks in her neck.
Left: Jamie Rose Bolin
On February 28 of this year, Kevin Underwood composed the following post:
Because I can't handle the social interaction, and I get pissed off. Pissed off at myself for not being able to be social, and pissed off at the other people because they can, and pissed off at God for making me be this way. If there is a God. Pretty much the only time I believe in God is when I want to blame Him for something. Or, when I'm really depressed, to cry and beg him to make me better, to make whatever is wrong in my brain go away, so that I can live like a normal person.
That's all I want in life, is to be able to live like a normal person.
I've been really bad again lately. I need to have the doctor write me a prescription for more Lexapro or something, and start taking that again. I wonder if they even still make Lexapro? I checked some of those online pharmacies, to see if I could get it cheaper from Canada or something, but none of them I've looked at have it. They have five or six other antidepressants and anti-anxiety medications, but not that one.
I've been really bad lately, probably worse than I've ever been. Except for work, I've hardly left the apartment in close to two months. I keep not going to the store until I'm completely out of stuff to eat and HAVE to go. Until a couple of days ago, I hadn't even taken my trash out in weeks. I could barely even get into my kitchen for all the piles of trash everywhere and on every available counter space. Because along with the social anxiety, this time I seem to have developed a tremendous apathy. I just sit here at the computer every minute of the day, when I'm not at work. A week or so ago, I spent my day off sitting here at the computer, barely moving from the chair, for 14 hours. I just can't make myself do anything, even simple stuff, like pick up something that falls on the floor. I'm like "Oh, I'll pick that up later, maybe," and then it lays there for a week.
Could anyone have known what Underwood was thinking? Is there anyone to whom he was remotely close that might have seen signs that Underwood was about to commit unspeakable acts of violence?
Hindsight, of course, is the most perfect of visions, and Underwood's posts make a disturbed sort of sense now.
Still, I wonder if any of his readers saw this coming.