- Who: Karen Greenlee, born in 1958, an apprentice embalmer from Sacramento, California.
- What: on 17 December 1979 she stole a hearse with the body it was carrying.
- Sentence: 11 days in jail and a $255 fine, because necrophilia was not then a crime in California.
- Why she is famous: she is considered the best-known modern necrophile, partly because of the long 1987 interview in which she told everything.
Karen Greenlee is a necrophiliac: this means she reaches orgasm by engaging in sexual acts with corpses.
Necrophilia is one of the paraphilia that most intrigues us, but unfortunately it is difficult to study because the subjects who suffer from it tend to not declare it as it happens with other paraphilia.
There are not many books about it. One of the few available is: Grave Desire: A Cultural History of Necrophilia, which explains necrophilia throughout history and analyzing the lives of necrophiliac like Karen.
The facts
Karen became famous on 17 December 1979 when, barely in her twenties, she was working as an apprentice embalmer at the Memorial Lawn Mortuary in Sacramento, California. That day she was driving the hearse, a 1975 Cadillac, carrying the body of a 33-year-old man, John Mercure, but
Instead of bringing the deceased to the cemetery she decided to have intercourse with the corpse.
According to director Lynne Stopkewich, who years later drew on her story, Karen really was heading to the funeral, but when she saw the dead man’s family she turned around and sped off. She was found a few days later near Alleghany, in Sierra County: she was deeply depressed and had tried to take her own life, but doctors saved her. With her the police also found a four-and-a-half page letter in which the young woman confessed to being a necrophiliac and to have had sex with between 20 and 40 bodies of young men, calling it “an addiction”.
In the letter she seemed to feel remorse for her actions, writing:
“Why do I do it? Why? Why? Fear of love, of relationships. No relationship has ever hurt like this … It sucks. I’m a rat morgue. This is my den, perhaps my grave.”
In California, where the fact happened, there are no laws against necrophilia and therefore she was only reported for car theft and for disrupting a funeral. She pleaded guilty and got away with 11 days in jail, a $255 fine and probation, with mandatory therapy. John Mercure’s mother sued her and the funeral home for a million dollars for severe emotional distress, and in the end obtained a $117,000 settlement.
The case, as you can imagine, had a lot of media resonance and, instead of hiding, in 1987 Karen agreed to do an interview with Jim Morton, published as “The Unrepentant Necrophile” in the book Apocalypse Culture, where she answered many specific questions about her perversion.
Karen said that when she wrote the letter she was still listening to society:
“Everyone said necrophilia was wrong, so I was doing something wrong. But the more people tried to convince me I was crazy, the more I became surer of my desires.”
Interview with Karen Greenlee

Jim said he had read about her trial and noticed that a few people had supported her. Karen said that, in fact, nobody had done so. The only support she got was that of her family, who felt obliged.
In fact one of her brothers did not want to have anything to do with her, saying she “wanted to remember her as she was before.”
Despite him later apologizing, their relationship is not what it used to be. The other brother instead was more sympathetic but could not explain how his sister could have done such a thing.
Karen also said that before the trial she had a boyfriend who discovered her perversion.
After discovering her, he slapped Karen telling her she was not a woman and asking her how she could get around fucking corpses.
Greenlee also told of how men, when they discovered her secret, thought she did it because she had not yet met anyone that could make her feel pleasure and that they were the ones who would be able to change her.
How did she have sex with the corpses?
Karen showed no embarrassment and replied that people often think that in order to reach orgasm penetration is necessary. Instead, as anyone who has had sexual experiences will know, this is not a must. She said that the frontal area is the most sensitive one and it’s enough to stimulate it to feel pleasure. However, she reminded that love is not just sex, but also caressing, hugging or holding hands.
During intercourse the cold, the aura of death, the funeral decorations and the smell of death helped her.
She made it clear that there were certain smells and odors, for example that of a victim remained in the water for several days or that of a charred body that did not particularly excite her, but that of a recently embalmed corpse excited her a lot.
“I was also excited by the blood, which tended to leak from the mouth of the corpse when they are on top of me and I make love to them passionately.”
When did she discover she was a necrophiliac?
It was something to which she was always attracted since childhood. She recalled that she used to organize funerals for her pets and had a small cemetery in the garden for them. She also said that she lived in a small town and that the annual barbecue of the town fire fighters was held near the funeral home. To use the bathroom you had to go through the building of the funeral home and she was always looking for an excuse to go in.
During the interview she also talked about how she got caught several times by various funeral homes, but no one had ever reported her for fear of bad publicity.
Many have tried to change her, to treat her. For example, after the trial she was forced to see a psychologist, but more and more therapy just revealed that she liked to be what she was: a necrophiliac. Subsequently, however, she has changed names and cities and we completely lost her traces. Her story inspired the 1996 Canadian film “Kissed”, directed by Lynne Stopkewich herself. Her case is still widely studied, partly because only about 10% of known necrophiles are women.
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