Posted on 12/11/2007 5:39:22 PM PST by McCoMo
All who commit crimes are criminals.. but some criminals are more guilty than others.”
With the above line, you have raised a most perplexing dilemma. Should we “understand the deprived childhood that made this poor defendant a depraved animal” or do we imposed mandatory sentences?
I prefer to allow the jury to decide.
All who commit crimes are criminals.. but some criminals are more guilty than others.”
With the above line, you have raised a most perplexing dilemma. Should we “understand the deprived childhood that made this poor defendant a depraved animal” or do we imposed mandatory sentences?
I prefer to allow the jury to decide.
I was helping my ex brother in law move and his roommate, a fireman, pulled out a photo of a man who died in an accident. The poor guy basically had a hole in his head and an empty cavity where his his brain used to be. The fireman thought it was big joke and said something like “wanna see a guy who lost his head?”
I was so incensed that this guy was going around showing people this photo, that was someone’s husband or brother or son, that I swore I was going to go straight to his fire chief and complain but I never followed through. No doubt he and his fire buddies would have paid me a visit one night if I had followed through.
I think this is the worst sort of violation of public trust and it would be a real harbinger of things to come if government run health care ever came to pass. Nude pictures of amputees, people with deformities, etc. would be a real joke to some no doubt.
No, those bloody films do NOT work. They actually do the reverse. Perhaps it is that they aggravate a callousness, or perhaps it is that they induce a emotional block — similar to what is seen in some post-trauma cases, where the victim blacks out as to the memory of what occurred. IOW, those forced to endure Signal30 or other bloody trauma films will actually develop an internal refusal to associate speed/bad driving and trauma, in order to black out the memory of what they have seen.
When I was young, I rode with a friend to school. One day he had a fight with his mom, and apparently was in a mood, so he did not wait for me to get to the end of the driveway.. and I caught a ride with another friend who was right behind him. On the way to school, he was hauling a**. He went around a curve, taking it a little too tight, and was about 3 feet into the oncoming lane... when he met a coca-cola truck coming around the curve. He missed the cab, driving up under the bed which is wider than the cab. Peeled the top off his car, and cut him in half right at the base of the ribcage. I remember most vividly his liver laying on the back bumper, steaming in the cold, and his brains on what was left of the rear window.
When we saw the wreck, we turned into the first driveway and called for help. We did not know that his dad, who was the county sheriff, was on duty... and when he responded to the scene, he did not know it was his son. They ended up taking him away on a stretcher after a heart attack.
Kenny was my best friend... and he did something stupid and got himself killed. I grieved for Kenny, but I did not sympathize for him because I knew how much pain his stupidity cost others... and that he had done it to himself, and if not but by chance that I was running a tad slow that day.. he woulda killed me too.
The effect lasts for about a week for someone who has never seen blood and gore before—that was my experience in 1975. Today’s kids have seen more blood and gore in movies and video games than is shown in all highway death films of old combined.
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