Posted on 01/13/2006 9:46:54 PM PST by tbird5
WHEN one has prepared a number of reports on murderers, both for the prosecution and for the defence, one begins to discern certain patterns. Of course, it is possible that these patterns are not real, or rather are the consequence of the selection of cases that are sent for report.
For example, there is one rather startling group of murderers who kill with a single, fatal stab to a vital organ of their beloved, from which one might be inclined to conclude that this group is anatomically and physiologically well informed: until, that is, one realises that reports are seldom required on those who have aimed a single stab at the thigh or other dispensable part of their soulmate's body.
Still, one cannot help but notice certain recurrent themes in cases of murder (I include manslaughter). Most cases are simply sordid, with no murder-mystery romance to them whatsoever. They are most commonly the result of what police and culprit alike call "a domestic", or of a drunken brawl that "went too far";, or, less commonly, of a childish vendetta among petty criminals. They are mostly impulsive and low-tech, unsophisticated though often carried out with considerable brutality.
The culprit often remembers, or claims to remember, very little of the fatal moment. "And the next thing," he says - for it is usually though not quite always a he - "she was lying there, covered in blood."
(Excerpt) Read more at theaustralian.news.com.au ...
...of their own, preferably. Not someone else's, thank-you.
---The culprit often remembers, or claims to remember, very little of the fatal moment.---
They're often drunk.
An oddly fascinating article. Interesting observations.
What's so new about inbred, government fed and medicated white trash killing each other?
Hmmmph.
Dalrymple is always an excellent read.
They had received no guidance from religion, naturally enough, since God is dead for them, and never has been very much alive. As for social convention, it has not so much been destroyed as turned inside out. The poor who once prided themselves on such things as respectability, cleanliness, honesty, orderliness and thrift, often in the most difficult circumstances, now pride themselves on their bohemianism. Disorder and chaos are a metonym for freedom and authenticity. But they are bohemians without being artistic, and the result is a squalor scarcely credible in times of supposed prosperity.
Nailed it.
More upbeat stuff from Dr. Dalrymple, author of Life At The Bottom--The Worldview That Makes The Underclass. I do enjoy reading him. I think he is employed by the British National Health Service(?).
I would suspend the death penalty in this country ONLY because it is so darn expensing (in the many millions) to get someone executed.
I would be for life, no parole, no special medical access, little reading, no TV, no Internet, no fun till they die on their own.
If they get a cancer, some pain medication and that is it.
Bad heart? Get them some cheap medicine till they die.
Give them little quality of life and maintain them cheap as possible.
Send the billions a year back to the states for better uses IMO.
I can't see well over ten million dollars in court challenges before they kill someone.
What a waste of money.
Growing up in the armpit of southern Appalachia, I know it when I smell it.
What about cases like that?
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