I’m a fairly humanitarian guy, too, but I’d shove Pol Pot or Stalin out the door from 10,000 feet and sip a cold beer while I watched him hit a mountainside. Sometimes, there isn’t a punishment grave enough to match the evil in our midst.
“Sometimes, there isn’t a punishment grave enough to match the evil in our midst.”
Viking,
I agree with this.
I’d rather just sip a cold beer with you, while you do the “dirty work” though.
When the authorities ask us where’s Pol & Joseph?
We answer in unison:
“Skydiving is risky business.”