There is a group of human scum so reprehensible that I decided they needed a new word invented for them: geriatrivores. These are the sociopathic leeches who target the elderly for crminal gain, be it of a financial or sexual nature.
I have two examples I would like to share with you about geriatrivores who preyed upon people I know. The father of a friend of mine, who is in his seventies, began to experience diminished mental functions a few years back. He was living alone, and became acquainted with a supposed vodoo expert who convinced him that she could "cure" his problems.
One technique involved burning thousands of dollars worth of cash, as his "love of money," naturally, was the source of his ills. Of course, the "voodoo expert" simply switched the paper bag containing the cash with one containing ripped-up pieces of paper.
The other geriatrivore struck much closer to my home. In fact, this piece of human debris struck up a friendship with my 82-year-old nextdoor neighbor, who is in second stage Alzheimer's disease. He still has moments of clarity, but was getting to the point where he needed home health care.
This particular geriatrivore, a woman with serious drug problems, cleaned my neighbor out of nearly $80,000 in a little over a year. Unfortunately, prosecuting this person will be nearly impossible, according to the police, because my neighbor is still considered a fully-functioning adult, and he willingly gave this parasitic crack addict access to his ATM card.
My neighbor's daughter had to move him to an assisted-living facility, but the damage to his savings and possessions can never be fixed: the money has long ago wafted away in the smoke of the crack pipes his "friend" helped stoke.
If there is indeed a Hell, may the geriatrivores be assigned an especially abominable little corner, filled with red-hot pokers and beady-eyed demons without remorse.