Justice Denied

I am beside myself this morning. I just read the headline about the release of the Lockerbie bomber, and my head spins trying to comprehend that kind of thinking.

The man blows an airliner out of the sky killing 270 people, and now some Scottish judge wants to show him mercy because he is terminally ill. It's beyond reason.

What is happening to the UK, and for that matter, the whole of Europe, that is turning brains into jelly? I swear that every day, I am reading about decisions akin to this one. Decisions where backbone, pride and justice have utterly vanished over there. Where more and more liberal thought is overcoming any sense of who and what it was that created some of the greatest thinkers and powers on the earth. Now it's being pissed away. I'm sorry; that's the word that comes to my mind. It's just so sad to watch it happen. We must never let that kind of culture destroy the U.S.A..

The judge uses the word compassion. Where does he think this guy earned that, and what gives a judge, any judge, the right to hand out that most precious gift in the face of the horrendous brutality of killing 270 innocents? If Almighty God wants to show this guy compassion, then it will be shown to him upon his death. But as civilized people, there must be penalties in society, severe ones, for acts against humanity like this.

I do not support the penalty of death, not even in a case like this. That is simply not my belief. But the just penalty for this man, at the very least, was to spend the rest of his life in solitary confinement, a minimum of food and water and a cold, slat bed to lie down on. No contact with any other human being, ever. And he would live that way until the day of his natural death.

He likely lived a bit better than this. And he's served only 8 years!

Now he's very sick, with terminal something. So now it's time for a higher power to deal with him, with no interference on our part. We will be rid of it.

I see things everyday that I can take issue with, and yet almost always, there is one little corner of my brain where I can usually find a grain of empathy for the other opinion. In this case, there is absolutely none. Nothing.

It just so happens that I was in London when the bombing occurred. For me, it certainly put a damper on a Christmas celebration. What a pitiful little bit of discomfort it gave to me, as compared to those victims and their families. I won't ever forget it. This "judge" in Scotland apparently already has.