Hmmm Monday.... I think the biggest thing about today is the McVeigh execution. Now I know that there are lots of ya'll that are against the death penalty and and ya know... that's okay. I for one am for it, although I do think we waste to much time and tax payer money waiting to actually execute them. I know there are people who'll say that " well, what about all those who are actually innocent. To that I can say the only things I really can. Firstly, if you live in the U.S., this is OUR system of law, the same one that we fought and died for many times over, it isn't perfect, not by a long shot, but it is the best we have. Secondly, Let's not for one second kid ourselves that, in alot of ways, guilt or innocence is based upon how much money you have.
The answer to both.... vote, again not the most perfect, but it is ours.
Now, back to my main point (seems I have so many)...
TV deserved what he got, actually, he got ALOT better than he deserved. Did it make someone else contemplating murder to think twice, probably not, but i'm sure in some small way, those who have been affected by his actions, have at least, found a bit of closure. I hope they will sleep a bit better tonight.
He made his choice, knowing the consequences, he did it anyway. We all have to live by that.
Just to let you know, he never said anything (gutless slim), but he did manage to give the warden a 1875 poem Invictus, an ode to strength in the face of suffering by William Ernest Henley.
It makes me sick..... here it is, of course with my comments added in red..
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
Hmmmm no god for you buddy, I'm thinkin right about now you're in hell
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Circumstance? Chance? OH please........
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
Still trying to maintain the air of control huh? not working, judging from the look on your face as told by the witnesses
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
To bad you couldn't have let all those people you hurt, maimed and killed, be the masters of their fate, the captains of their souls.
I'm glad you're gone, but I really think you should have gone with at least half as much pain as you put others through.
Okay, I feel better.....