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.
Every time I think about that poor girl (the lone Carr survivor) stumbling over a mile naked in the snow, a bullet wound in her head, her agonized body screaming in pain from being run over, and then climbing over two fences before she reached help, I literally get sick to my stomach. I hope God keeps the worst that Hell has to offer on stand-by for these ba$tards. May they burn for eternity, and have to re-live over and over all the pain they inflicted on the innocent.