It is only when an issue like this hits close to home that anyone could ever know the waves of emotion that flow beneath the surface of an angry heart seeking revenge.
It is a feeling unlike any other. ¬†I'm sure some here have felt it.
Personally, I would love to see people like McVeigh suffer slowly at the hands of an angry mob....
They should have locked McVeigh in a condemned building, and let explosives take care of the rest.... just as HE did.
Lethal injection is too kind, and too humane. The electric chair is too kind, and too humane. Hanging...eh, getting closer to acceptable, but not quite.
Draw & quarter? Only if the head/torso lives for a few minutes so it may reflect on the situation at hand.
When I was in grade school, the daughter of a friend of my parents was murdered. This man had killed three other people besides...cutting off their hands, and leaving them battered, and broken in the forest preserve. I well remember the sickness, and the sorrow that followed for *years* after. This man now sits cozy, clothed, and well fed in a *moderate* security prison, with all the benefits of the outside world IN the facility, and to this day refuses to show any remorse for what he's done. He doesn't have to... he's set for life. He (somehow) avoided execution. Hard thing to do in Illinois.
I would LOVE to see someone cut off HIS hands...tie HIM to a tree...slit HIS throat...and leave him for dead.
This way he'd suffer, and not be released immediately.
That is the revenge in me speaking. Whether it's right, or justified, I don't know. I would merely rather see him die, and have to return to face the flesh again, than know that MY tax money will support him for the rest of his life. Either way though, he WILL have to return. He loses anyway, I suppose.
Regarding McVeigh... would he have done what he did if the FBI didn't storm the Branch Dividians? This is a can of whoop-ass all by itself.
Maybe Reno should have been the one executed....
(Edited by Sio at 11:43 am on June 11, 2001)
O, not in cruelty, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day;
'Twas an Angel visited the green earth,
And took the flowers away.
-- H.W. Longfellow