Monday, December 11, 2006

Boo-fricken'-hoo.

Eric Rudolph is all upset over being confined to a Supermax prison cell. He says it's making him crazy(er).
"It is a closed-off world designed to isolate inmates from social and environmental stimuli, with the ultimate purpose of causing mental illness and chronic physical conditions such as diabetes, heart disease and arthritis," he wrote in one letter to The Gazette of Colorado Springs.

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"Using solitary confinement, Supermax is designed to inflict as much misery and pain as is constitutionally permissible," he wrote in a letter.
As much misery and pain as, say, nails flying from an exploding backpack, Eric? That much pain? I hope so.

Look, Eric m'boy, the only way you're coming out of there is feet-first on a board, so you might as well just cowboy up and quit your whining.

And be thankful I wasn't in charge of your sentencing.

15 comments:

BobG said...

I'm certain that if someone were to hit my thumb with a hammer while reading his words, I might be able to work up a tear for him...

Mulliga said...

Wait - what the heck is his point? He even says flat out in his letter that all the misery is "constitutionally permissible."

Ulgh. Nevermind. This is from a guy whose brother cut off his own hand witha radial saw.

3yellowdogs said...

Was there was ever a better argument for actually imposing capital punishment when it's appropriate, I don't know what it is.

3yellowdogs said...

Hope that was incoherent enough for you.

Marko said...

Boo-frickin'-hoo, indeed.

Ask the nurse who lost an eye to his nail-studded dynamite bomb how she feels about that.

Better yet, ask the relatives of Officer Robert Sanderson, who was killed by the same explosion while moonlighting at the clinic.

That worthless turd should get the option to choose the syringe every January 1st.

"Change your mind yet, Eric? No? Okay, see you next year. Try not to go nuts in the meantime."

Kristopher said...

Or just bolt a wire rope noose to the ceiling of his cage.

He can use it any time he wants.

phlegmfatale said...

what a maroon!

MarkHB said...

Problem is, there'll be someone out there to bleed their heart over his banner and wave it for public consumption.

Me? I'd've spent some money on the poor boy.

How much was that box of .40" Vector Illuminated Rounds again, Tam?

Bob Hawkins said...

Still, it's nice of him to make us all feel good about his experience in prison. Give him credit for that.

bjbarron said...

I'd be in favor of a law that states once these pukes go in, nothing can ever be published about them outside the prison or legal system.

Once in the Supermax, then down the ol' memory hole.

Rabbit said...

Aw, he's just being kept in solitary for his own safety, and that of his pooper. They don't want him to end up like Dahmer.

Regards,
Rabbit.

Matt G said...

The Olympic Village bomb killed Alice Hawthorne.

111 other folks were wounded by the bombs. Some, just pretty badly. Others-- terribly.

Richard Jewell went through his own kind of hell after discovering the other bomb set up to get the first-responders, and then getting falsly suspected as the bomber.

Imagine the kind of psychopath that thinks that the best way to further his agenda is to murder people that just want to see the peaceful, international Olympic games.

We're not actively applying a torture to him. We're feeding him and providing him with basic hygiene necessities. He receives spiritual counsel if he desires, and probably even religious materials so that he can work on his soul. He gets an hour of rec every other day.

He can kiss my hairy ass if he wants more. He gets plenty better than Alice Hawthorne or even the 111 other spectators got.

You know what, though? I just stopped being mad. Come to think of it-- this story just made my day. Yesterday I wrote an essay in which I cited the Olympic Village bombing as an example of domestic terrorism, and wondered briefly if Rudolf was receiving the punishment that he deserves. Sounds like the answer is "Yes." If he's in hell, then I'm happy. Don't kill him. Just let him rot. :)

Damn, I'm serious. That made my day.

al said...

Rather than the needle how about giving him the option of death by nail studded bomb? He might find solitary a much better option.

staghounds said...

Charles Dickens has a comment!

"I hold this slow and daily tampering with the mysteries of the brain to be immeasurably worse than any torture of the body..."

That really is Dickens, commenting on the prototype of the Marion regime some 170 years ago-

http://www.ushistory.org/tour/tour_easternstate.htm


Not many bloggers have commenters who are more than 200 years old!

If it didn't provide him with human contact, I'd not mind if Mr. Rudolph were placed in a cage where passers by could jab him with sticks. Sticks they could get all glowy in a fire, for those cold morning wake ups.

staghounds said...

Sorry, the link wasn't complete.

http://www.ushistory.org/tour/tour_easternstate.htm

Blogger is funny today.