He was the boogeyman.

He was a Phantom.

Across bucolic Wichita, Kansas, the name of his shadow was synonymous with fear.

B. T. K.

Now the man you see branded above by Indrid's wobbly hand has been revealed to be, initially by his own DNA as passed on to his daughter, Kerri Rader, the once and former BTK Strangler.

Little Denny Rader, the dog catcher for Park City Kansas. He was such a weasel he would take a ruler to neighbor's lawns - if their grass was above the length Park City judged appropriate for a well-manicured lawn he would cite them.

Rader graduated from Wichita State University in the late 70's with a degree that should have led to a law enforcement career - Administration of Justice. But he never did much better than dog-catcher.

So it could perhaps be said that when other men might go buy overly large pickup trucks to compensate for feelings of inadequacy, ole Denny the Dog Catcher opted for killin'.

There is suspicion in the press that he may be responsible for as many as 13 murders. He may have already confessed to six. If law enforcement is smart they will take any potential for the death penalty off the table and offer Denny life if he just cops to everything.

Then the details will come out and the crime-porn fetishists on the internet will have their manna delivered.

Whatever the case, our Denny managed to live unmolested by the law for over 30 years as a suburbanite, going to Christ Lutheran Church every Sunday, leading the Cub Scout troops (Oh, Denny! What an example you must have set for those good corn-fed towheaded midwestern brats!) going to his 8th grade class reunion, raising his own children, Kerri and Brian.

He was like Mike Brady or Ozzie Nelson, if you just added in multiple murder by strangulation, stabbing, and gunshot, compulsive masturbation over the corpses of his kills and gleeful taunting of the Press and Public at large.

Take a look at the trio of faces above again. He shifts in each, does he not? The deep-set gaze of the brillantined high school boy, almost handsome in much the same way Ted Bundy was - the benign countenance of the bland government functionary in the middle photo, taken from his drivers license - and finally, the clenched expression of the true man on the end. His mugshot.

Ecce homo - Behold the Man, indeed.