Maybe I’m a bleeding-heart liberal. Maybe I still have too strong of ties to my Christian roots. Maybe those Amnesty International people I tried to hang out with that one semester rubbed off on me.
I just can’t get excited about Scott Peterson getting the death penalty.
It reminds me of how I felt when I heard about Saddam Hussein’s sons being killed. I just can’t get happy about someone being dead (or being sentenced to death), no matter how evil they are or what atrocities they committed.
I know that proponents of the death penalty would remind me that it’s just costing taxpayers money to keep criminals alive and in jail. I don’t know… I just wish there were some way we could somehow make these criminals realize the horrors they’ve committed, and not be proud of their “accomplishments,” but instead actually show remorse and feel genuine regret for the rest of their lives, or until they’re truly rehabilitated and can be reintroduced to society.
(Good grief… What the hell kind of tree-hugging hippie crap have I come up with this time…?)
All I know is that no one in a so-called “Christian country” should be jumping up and down with unbridled joy at the pronunciation of a death sentence, like I saw on ABC News tonight.