A few days ago, a fellow named Alvarez decided to kill himself. At the last second, he chickened out and instead, left his jeep in the middle of some train tracks, derailed three trains, injuring 150 people and killing 11.
And now they want to give him the death sentence. Call me crazy, but wasn't this whole situation caused because he was looking for death? Wouldn't it be better to twist that final decision of choosing life by giving him life in prison? I think it'd be much more fitting to lock that idiot into a sterile, round little room, devoid of any sharp objects so he can't kill himself. That is, he won't be able to kill himself unless his drug withdrawel drove him into such a frenzied state that he might claw his own eyes out and perhaps bleed to death. Or perhaps he'll grow desperate enough that he'd be willing to go in such an undignified manner as attempting to drown himself on the only pool of standing water that might be in the room - the little hole in the corner where he would be doing his business (I remember reading about an inmate who tried that once and failed, ew).
Maybe I'm a heartless witch. Maybe I should say that his life was just messed up by drugs, a shrill wife who probably turned life into one big, warped and shrill hyperbole. Maybe he just needs some loving. Maybe he just needs some help.
I have to admit that in some part of me, I believe that that's the case - no man should ever have to suffer forever. But really, would all eleven families forgive him for what he's done?
Either way, the death sentence, especially in this instance, is most assuredly inappropriate.
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