“When the police gave up, Pemberton and Hall continued to write about the dead prostitutes. ‘We were trying to show they were human,’ said Pemberton. ‘We found their families and we tried to paint pictures of these women. They were somebody’s mom, somebody’s daughter… but the cops we were dealing with were racist and sexist and they all had grade twelve educations.”

“One of the receptionists, Val said later, told her that the women were ‘just junkies and hookers; don’t waste our time.'”

“Lisa believes that some of the meat she ate at the farm or took home as a gift from Willie may well have had human remains in it, and she is convinced that is how she contracted hepatitis C.”

“At that time the Missing Persons Unit was in much deeper trouble than anyone suspected. The officer responsible for Missing Persons, John Dragani, spent most of his time working with the force’s pipe band; when he wasn’t busy with music, he was trolling for child pornography on his home computer. (Dragani was suspended in 2005, arrested in 2006, and convinced for possession of child pornography in 2007).”

“On January 26, 2004 we were visited by the R.C.M.P. telling us about Cara’s DNA. I got really angry when I recently found out that Cara was also reported missing by a dear friend in April 1997 and nothing was done… how many women could have been saved if they only paid as much attention to the Vancouver missing women as they do to higher income people?”

One Million Page Princess

Robert Pickton… who doesn’t know that name? Hearing it honestly sends shivers down my spine.

On The Farm was actually the first book I started reading in 2015, and did so because it looked extremely likely that I would be booking a large role in the film that was being made based on the events leading up to the arrest of one of the most notorious serial killers ever. Alas, things didn’t go my way, (however a good friend of mine booked the part so YAY you go BW!) but I finished the 768 page book anyway. While we all heard whispers and comments about the gross police negligence during the investigation and his trial, I had no idea how bad the situation really was. Stevie Cameron is a fantastic investigative journalist. Her work is incredibly well researched, well written, and entirely engaging.

If true crime is a genre you enjoy, then this book is everything you wanted to know about the Pickton murders, and more, all the while remaining tasteful and giving a strong voice to many of the women whose lives were so brutally stolen from them. It’s heartbreaking that so many of us know the name Willie Pickton, and that is he the one that will go down in history. Not the FORTY NINE women whose lives he ended. Each and every one of them was important. All forty-nine victims mattered, regardless of their lifestyle or circumstances. This book gives names, faces, and histories for almost all of the women who had the bad luck to climb into that red pick up truck, and it is these names that should be the ones that are remembered.


Until next time,