Speaking as a member of the community where these two not only shot a person innocently leaving a restaurant, but also held this small, rural town in a state of abject terror for a period of several days, I don't care if they starve themselves, the State does the job or whatever so long as neither of them can ever see the light of day again.
There were heliocopters in "stealth" mode regularly flying over my house, there were very scary men in all black armored uniforms carrying big, ugly-looking guns patrolling the local Food Lion parking lot, there were FBI, CIA and any number of other alphabet-soup agencies readily obvious all over everywhere. There were members of every press association known to man and then some, all with their cameras and microphones trained for a video or sound bite on every corner, some even coming down to the houses to get "the local reaction".
My own brother is the Team Leader for our community law enforcement's Early Response Team. I will never, ever forget the rush of ice-cold that went through my veins when his called me that early Saturday evening to say, "Don't go into Ashland. Jud has been deployed." We knew what that meant and we were very, very frightened. I will never, ever forget the moment the world saw our normally quiet, peaceful little community all over their TV screens and in the headlines on the front pages of newspapers all over the country.
And I will never, ever forget seeing Malvo ... although I didn't know at the time he was one of them ... standing in the grocery store, looking at the cover of Time Magazine - the cover with the crosshairs and the caption SNIPER - and the fact that he was wearing a T-Shirt with the exact same crosshairs and caption on the front. He was wearing that shirt when they were captured at a rest stop on Interstate 95.
If they do insert a gastric lavage tube, then I hope they load it stagnant water and moldy bread.