Small town America cure. On an early summer Saturday morning tie his wrists to a pre-civil war hitching post on the town square. Wait until a nice crowd has arrived from the farmer's market then beat his ass with a bamboo rod.
We are to the point where only the absolute certainty of physical pain can save our nation from the scum that now lives with us.
No doubt such action will also increase the turn out for the week end's farmer's market.
I would love to have you made directer of our farmer's market!
Best idea I've seen in years.