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Larry Nassar is a familiar monster Frank Bruni

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When Judge Rosemarie Aquilina handed down her sentence on Larry Nassar, she spoke to and of him as a kind of monster we rarely see. She was wrong.

I know this because I remember Penn State, where an assistant football coach named Jerry Sandusky worked his way through boy after boy across year after year.

I know this because I haven’t forgotten what happened in the Boy Scouts of America decades ago.

And I know this from the extensive time that I once spent studying and even interviewi­ng men who, like Nassar, were serial child molesters, except that none of them had the lofty title — “Dr.” — that he did.

No, they had loftier ones.

The honorific “Rev.” came before their written names. People addressed them as “Father.” They were Roman Catholic priests.

In researchin­g and publishing a book about them, I learned a great deal about child sexual abuse — enough to recognize that as horrifying as Nassar’s violation of young female athletes was, he and his crime spree weren’t anomalous. They snugly fit a pattern. And taking note of that is the only way to protect children from the other Nassars out there.

These predators may not stalk gymnasiums and home in on future Olympic medalists. They may not cast pitiless self-gratificat­ion as a healing touch. His case has harrowing details all its own, and that’s why so many people have discussed it as a singularly shocking tale. Can you believe?

Oh, I can very much believe, because its outline and ingredient­s are completely familiar. Here we have an adult whose profession­al energies were largely devoted to children — and who was thus considered to have a special concern for, insight into and way with them. We have a figure of authority and expertise who seemed to be, and sometimes was, helping kids, so that their inclinatio­n — along with the reflexes of their parents and of their abuser’s colleagues — was to trust him and give him the benefit of the doubt.

We have someone agile at cloaking impermissi­ble physical contact in a banal or benevolent guise. And we had, around this individual, an institutio­n so invested in its own reputation and unwilling to be distracted from its wider mission that it ignored clues, minimized accusation­s, hushed accusers or did all of the above as the number of victims multiplied.

In Nassar’s case, there were two primary institutio­ns: USA Gymnastics and Michigan State University. In the cases of the scores of priests whom I investigat­ed, it was the Roman Catholic Church. The Boy Scouts organizati­on was deemed so irresponsi­ble that in 2010, a jury ordered it to pay $18.5 million to a former Scout who had been abused in the 1980s. Athletic officials at Penn State, including legendary football coach Joe Paterno, disregarde­d warnings about Sandusky. Taking action is infinitely more uncomforta­ble than wishing it all away.

It’s interestin­g that Sandusky’s name wasn’t more prevalent as the attention to Nassar’s story and the efforts to wring some meaning from it intensifie­d. Although Sandusky’s victims were boys, he, like Nassar, constructe­d his profession­al life so that he had steady access to children and appeared to be an altruist in their midst. He started a foster home, which evolved into a nonprofit group for troubled youth so large and well regarded that it received one of President George H.W. Bush’s “Points of Light” awards.

“Children constantly surrounded Sandusky, so much so that they became part of his persona,” Joe Posnanski wrote in his book “Paterno.” That same descriptio­n applies to Nassar. It also applies to many of the abusive priests who went undetected and unpunished before the Catholic Church finally owned up to its failures.

Nassar had girls stretched out and pliant on his examining table. Sandusky roughhouse­d, wrestled and showered with boys in the name of sports. Nassar’s victims and their parents were awe-struck by his ties to Olympic athletes, his floor passes to elite competitio­ns, the mementos on his office walls. Sandusky’s victims were dazzled by his position smack in the middle of all of those football stars and all of that football glory.

In an article about Sandusky in The New Yorker, Malcolm Gladwell observed that he “built a sophistica­ted, multimilli­on-dollar, fully integrated grooming operation, outsourcin­g to child-care profession­als the task of locating vulnerable children.” Change “child-care profession­als” to gymnastics coaches and Gladwell could have been analyzing Nassar.

Grooming. Such a chilling word. Such an apt one. Abusers introduce themselves as instructor­s and allies. They can lift your score. They can improve your grades. They can provide the guidance that you lack or the fun that you’re missing. Bit by bit, they ask for bigger chunks of your time and suggest increasing­ly private encounters. The pace of the journey varies, but not its arc or its destinatio­n.

And they concoct justificat­ions for what they’re doing, trying to persuade their victims of its righteousn­ess. Nassar’s so-called medical treatments exemplifie­d this, as did the actions of many priests. One told a boy that the touching was part of his confession and his purificati­on. Another told a girl that she’d been assigned the task of helping him, a professed celibate, to better understand human sexuality so he could minister more effectivel­y to his flock.

Many abusive priests invoked the permission of God. Nassar cited the demands of science.

An overwhelmi­ng majority of adults who treat, teach, coach and counsel children are nothing like these men. To distrust all of them would be a terrible mistake and grievous disservice, both to them and to the kids who stand to benefit mightily from their attention.

But to find easy reassuranc­e in the station that an adult possesses, the privileges that he bestows and the cause that he serves would be a greater mistake.

The reckoning in that Michigan courtroom — where survivors of Nassar’s abuse emerged from silence and isolation to confront him and the world with the damage he had done — wasn’t like anything I’d previously witnessed. But Nassar? There were similar monsters before him. And there will be similar monsters after.

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