More About Frank's Killer
Mood:  don't ask
There is much more information here about the piece of shit who killed Frank Meziere, a friend of my family. (You may have to scroll down a little.) One of my brothers and I are considering going to Huntsville to show our support and to applaud the extermination of this filthy insect.

There used to be some debate, long after the period of public executions had passed, about whether the administration of such justice should be televised. I used to say that it should, accompanied by an appropriate narrative of the crimes involved and some biographical treatment of the innocent lives taken.

Yet, I don't think so anymore. If these vermin were given a last chance to cause pain or make some mockery of the moment before a wide audience, it would be unacceptable. There's enough prurience on our televisions now as it is. Better to render the final judgement in a dispassionate and anonymous way and be done with the deed.

I'm not going to mention the name of the piece of shit who murdered Frank Meziere, but I will be very happy to know that he is dead. That is all any of us should finally require. Put him down. Put them all down.