You know, I’m not a fan of the death penalty. Yaw, mynheer, it is so; I’d rather not fry your garden variety goblin (except, perhaps, in hot blood during a break-in) because, frankly, of the What If game.

What the hell is that? The What If game is how I establish patterns for behavior. What if there is a god? Well, I’ll try to be a decent human. What if there isn’t? Well, it didn’t harm anybody to be a decent human, did it? What if there isn’t a heaven, isn’t a hell? then the only time a murderor has to suffer for his crime(s) is the moment he faces death. I’m all for letting them sit in prison and think about what they’ve done, and I’m also all for reminding them every day of the brutality of their crime. I don’t care if they get rehabilitated, because at some level I don’t think it makes any difference. I also don’t think Prison should be a place to hang wiht your buds. I installed machinery in prisons, and they can be run not only well but turn a profit- greenhaven in Upstate new york has shown a profit for dozens of years. It’s a cash cow for the state. Every prison should run like that, and every prisoner should work for his bread. No, it shouldn’t be horribly oppressive, but it should neither be easy. So tookie- though it galls me to say this, I’m on your side. Though, you would probably dislike my idea of how the rest of your life should be lived.