[QUOTE=The King of Soup]
No, it’s more like you started laughing and throwing insults at a condemned man because you find his wanting to live worth your childish attempts at ridicule. Far from initiating a discussion, you tried your best from the OP on to prevent one – no death-penalty debate shall sully *your * uncluttered empty head. Non-stone-throwers are always unwelcome in the kind of mob you were trying, again unsuccessfully, to create. Since you are so (self-confessedly so) unable to deal with opposing views, I merely posted showing how much common ground you have with the object of your attack. People like Cooey are your natural constituency, and you have to protect them – there aren’t many souls capable of laughing at a helpless person begging for his/her life, and you guys tend to disgust everybody else. On your side there’s you, our president, a few others, and Cooey. Hey, dunce: it’s not my crowd, but you need to take your friends where you find them.
And though I don’t lick, my possession of testicles is just another happy proof that I’m not you, you ballless, mindless knob. They keep me from engaging in infantile, impotent, sadistic vicarious pleasure at the prospect of someone’s death.
It would be good to know you’ve moved on, except we all know how limited your scope is. You should probably know that your kitty friends do not dispense Tootsie Rolls: your insistence that they do explains as much about *your * perceptions as it does about why you haven’t tortured them all to death up 'til now.
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Wow. I’m not a fan of the death penalty by any stretch. In fact, if I had my way it would be abolished, but you comparing DWC with this rapist and murderer because he is insulting the guy on a message board is lunacy.
To compare DWC to someone like that because you disagree with him on a message board? Is the air thin in the realm of consciousness where you live? Get a grip on yourself because you’ve lost all sight of perspective.
I don’t wish for Cooey’s death because it isn’t up to me to decide who lives and dies even though he willfully made that decision for two women. But pardon me if I don’t defend him because now, in the final months of his life, he is suddenly scared of facing an easier passage to the place he sent two others to go before him. If I had it my way he’d live in a 5x5 concrete cell with no windows, books, correspondence, or entertainment of any sort, eating 1200 calories a day while seeing no one but the occasional guard for the rest of his natural life.
But really, don’t let sanity keep you from your protecting the condemned from those scary insults and laughter.