Society's Abjectly Unforgivable Failures
A child is lovingly raised, her parents complacent in her blossoming into an adult, the difficult years behind, anticipation of the future a brilliant promise. But then fate intervenes. Fate in the unforgiving form of a miserably failed human being, a psychopath who knows no compassion for others, and casually, unfeelingly, takes the life of an innocent child for his sexual gratification.
Why should such a dreadful caricature of humanity be given the opportunity to continue living?
Well, we humans are squeamish generally speaking, about taking the life of another human. To the point where, despite our anguish, our wish to see justice done, we authorize the state, acting on our behalf in a democratic, socially progressive atmosphere of humane treatment for criminals, to imprison the heinous monster.
And although there are many among us who decry the unfortunate state of the prison system, many others believe that such unredeemed evil deserves to be incarcerated and then forgotten, forever.
Consider a man who has re-named himself Muri Peace Chilton, from his original name of Murray Allan Gartton; without a doubt his parents, if they still live, celebrate that name change, wanting nothing whatever to do with a wretched excuse for a human being they helped create. We can assume he was a wanted child, we would like to assume that he was given the emotional nurturance every child deserves.
Something, obviously, went dreadfully wrong in his maturation from child to adult; the normal human emotions that lead us to value and trust and empathize with other humans somehow eluded this creature. In January of 1977 this malignant chimera gave a lift to a young hitchhiker on a freezingly miserable day, in Winnipeg. When she discerned his intentions she attempted to flee, and he tried to run over her.
He caught the girl in her flight, and violently raped her, then stripped her of her clothing, choked her to an unconscious state and left her there, in an remote, icy field, to die. The girl was discovered, spent three months of recuperation in hospital, had numerous skin grafts to repair her severe frostbite, and will, even all these years later, never live a normal life.
After serving a paltry nine years of a 14-year sentence he was released on mandatory supervision, moved to Kitchener, Ontario, and ingratiated himself with a divorced woman, a mother of two children. Not long afterward, this beast raped the 15-year-old daughter of the woman he befriended, in the basement of their townhouse. He successfully, this time, smothered the young girl to death.
Then set her afire after pouring gasoline over her. At the sound of the smoke alarm, he woke the girl's mother and fled with her and the girl's younger brother, to safety. An autopsy revealed the cause of the girl's death, and he was arrested, pleading to second degree murder, and sentenced to life imprisonment. Life imprisonment in Canada does not equate with imprisonment for life.
In this particular instance it meant, because of the horrible crime committed, the man would be given no opportunity for parole for 15 years. Pity, that. It's hard to imagine who might consider that sentence due justice. It was widely believed that if he ever were freed again into society he would simply repeat his hideous pastime, preying on young girls, horrendously raping, then taking their lives.
But this disgusting parody of a human being feels hard put upon. Prison permitted him to pursue university correspondence courses, allowed him to work within a manufacturing component of the prison service, using inmate labour as a job training venue, and paying the inmates a modest wage. All of which is descriptive of an advantage, a reward for unspeakable criminally inhumane acts.
Little wonder some inmates feel entitled to protest that their own human rights have not been adequately observed by the state. Small wonder that when this creature had a small accident, where one of his thumbs was caught in a vise, he objected to what he considered to be humiliating laughter from his instructor. He was, he said, in dire pain, his thumb bleeding; a horrible ordeal. He claimed his self-respect and dignity were caused to suffer by the laughter of onlookers.
The incident, he claimed, in his suit against the government, took away from him the "pleasant and useful feature of not only his left thumb but his left hand, as the thumb is an integral member of the hand and without it the hand is severely handicapped". Would that he had been born without arms, without hands, having to make his way in the world handicapped, in a way that might have prevented him from taking two innocent lives; one living death, one mission completed.
After all, the integrity of the person, the inviolability of a woman's body is a precious thing, to be honoured and respected, not horribly ravished for a madman's satisfaction. And isn't it so that the living breath, removed from a human body will have dire consequences, leaving that individual without the option to continue life? That would most surely cause harm to the dignity of the attacked.
His fingernail took months to regrow; the girl abandoned to death by freezing, unconscious to her fate, will never regrow trust and happiness; the girl whose life's breath was taken from her will never know the future, nor will her family. Yet this graven monster was granted a court hearing, the government conceded negligence, and the judge awarded $2,500 in damages, down somewhat from the $100,00 the murderer felt entitled to.
Who, exactly, is the social imbecile here?
Why should such a dreadful caricature of humanity be given the opportunity to continue living?
Well, we humans are squeamish generally speaking, about taking the life of another human. To the point where, despite our anguish, our wish to see justice done, we authorize the state, acting on our behalf in a democratic, socially progressive atmosphere of humane treatment for criminals, to imprison the heinous monster.
And although there are many among us who decry the unfortunate state of the prison system, many others believe that such unredeemed evil deserves to be incarcerated and then forgotten, forever.
Consider a man who has re-named himself Muri Peace Chilton, from his original name of Murray Allan Gartton; without a doubt his parents, if they still live, celebrate that name change, wanting nothing whatever to do with a wretched excuse for a human being they helped create. We can assume he was a wanted child, we would like to assume that he was given the emotional nurturance every child deserves.
Something, obviously, went dreadfully wrong in his maturation from child to adult; the normal human emotions that lead us to value and trust and empathize with other humans somehow eluded this creature. In January of 1977 this malignant chimera gave a lift to a young hitchhiker on a freezingly miserable day, in Winnipeg. When she discerned his intentions she attempted to flee, and he tried to run over her.
He caught the girl in her flight, and violently raped her, then stripped her of her clothing, choked her to an unconscious state and left her there, in an remote, icy field, to die. The girl was discovered, spent three months of recuperation in hospital, had numerous skin grafts to repair her severe frostbite, and will, even all these years later, never live a normal life.
After serving a paltry nine years of a 14-year sentence he was released on mandatory supervision, moved to Kitchener, Ontario, and ingratiated himself with a divorced woman, a mother of two children. Not long afterward, this beast raped the 15-year-old daughter of the woman he befriended, in the basement of their townhouse. He successfully, this time, smothered the young girl to death.
Then set her afire after pouring gasoline over her. At the sound of the smoke alarm, he woke the girl's mother and fled with her and the girl's younger brother, to safety. An autopsy revealed the cause of the girl's death, and he was arrested, pleading to second degree murder, and sentenced to life imprisonment. Life imprisonment in Canada does not equate with imprisonment for life.
In this particular instance it meant, because of the horrible crime committed, the man would be given no opportunity for parole for 15 years. Pity, that. It's hard to imagine who might consider that sentence due justice. It was widely believed that if he ever were freed again into society he would simply repeat his hideous pastime, preying on young girls, horrendously raping, then taking their lives.
But this disgusting parody of a human being feels hard put upon. Prison permitted him to pursue university correspondence courses, allowed him to work within a manufacturing component of the prison service, using inmate labour as a job training venue, and paying the inmates a modest wage. All of which is descriptive of an advantage, a reward for unspeakable criminally inhumane acts.
Little wonder some inmates feel entitled to protest that their own human rights have not been adequately observed by the state. Small wonder that when this creature had a small accident, where one of his thumbs was caught in a vise, he objected to what he considered to be humiliating laughter from his instructor. He was, he said, in dire pain, his thumb bleeding; a horrible ordeal. He claimed his self-respect and dignity were caused to suffer by the laughter of onlookers.
The incident, he claimed, in his suit against the government, took away from him the "pleasant and useful feature of not only his left thumb but his left hand, as the thumb is an integral member of the hand and without it the hand is severely handicapped". Would that he had been born without arms, without hands, having to make his way in the world handicapped, in a way that might have prevented him from taking two innocent lives; one living death, one mission completed.
After all, the integrity of the person, the inviolability of a woman's body is a precious thing, to be honoured and respected, not horribly ravished for a madman's satisfaction. And isn't it so that the living breath, removed from a human body will have dire consequences, leaving that individual without the option to continue life? That would most surely cause harm to the dignity of the attacked.
His fingernail took months to regrow; the girl abandoned to death by freezing, unconscious to her fate, will never regrow trust and happiness; the girl whose life's breath was taken from her will never know the future, nor will her family. Yet this graven monster was granted a court hearing, the government conceded negligence, and the judge awarded $2,500 in damages, down somewhat from the $100,00 the murderer felt entitled to.
Who, exactly, is the social imbecile here?
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