Why do people defend monsters?
Maybe because there is a little monster in all of us?
I knew soemone, not a friend, but someone I knew.
The lived next door to person that, one day, killed his wife and two kids.
A monster be any definition, yes?
This person went on about how nice the man was, he mowed his lawn, never made trouble for anyone, was a great neighbour, etc, etc.
Was she defending him? no, hardly, but I think that she had a very hard time reconciling the nice loving man she "knew" with the killer that he turned out to be.