Now, when I go to the range to shoot, thinking about real-life horrors like this and the Carrs just makes me more resolute to hit those bulls-eyes head-on.
It bothers me that what I want isn't the text book justice of life behind bars or even some painless benevolent death by lethal injection. I want eye for an eye justice. I want them to suffer, long and intensely suffer.
When I look at their victims, I see in my mind friends and relatives, people I love and care about. It becomes personal to me and I want the satisfaction of old testament style justice that the left wing liberal wackos call vengeance.
Yeah, whatever. Just hand me the pliars and a blowtorch. It's time to get medieval on their asses.