#death penality

[politijohn]

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“The Alabama Department of Corrections has a history of denying and bending the truth about its execution failures, and it cannot be trusted to meaningfully investigate its own incompetence and wrongdoing”

Abolish the Death Penalty

[sebfreak]

The Evil Design of Japan's Death Penalty

[sassydefendorflower]

No, but you don't understand! It is so important that (one of) the last pictures we see of Ed is him holding his son with the biggest fucking smile in the entire world on his face!

Because Ed is Hohenheim's mirror!

Ed's narrative parallel is his own father (oh, how he would hate knowing that - how he fights against that realization) - Ed is the one who leaves Winry behind, just as Hohenheim left Trisha and the kids. Ed is the one who burns their childhood home down, just as Xerxes is destroyed in the wake of Hohenheim's naiveté. Ed is the one who commits an unforgivable sin and seeks atonement following his own shortcomings, just as Hohenheim unknowingly helps the Dwarf in a Flask destroy an entire civilization and carries that responsibility with him for the rest of his (long, long) life.

Hell, Hohenheim telling Ed that him burning the house down because he is running away from his past - while horribly cruel - is really just Hohenheim talking to himself. He wasn't lying when he said that Ed reminded him an awful lot of himself at that age!

And in every choice Ed makes throughout the show, he's always trying to be unlike his father, while unwillingly playing into the same pattern. Ed's complete disregard for Hohenheim, his hurt in the face of the father that left, is what ultimately pushes Ed to make similar choices - he doesn't want to see himself in his father, so he doesn't see the similarities of leaving Winry behind to Hohenheim walking out the door without ever looking back. There's a reason Winry has a thing about "backs in the distance" - and there's a reason why the Openings and Endings of fma Brotherhood often position the boys as walking away, only showing the audience their backs as they walk off.

But in the end?

Ed mirrors Hohenheim. Hell, they even stand in the same spot in the two family pictures. Hohenheim and Ed, both on the left side, both holding the oldest of their two kids, both- well, Hohenheim is crying, while Ed is the happiest he's ever been.

And that's only because Ed stopped running from his past - Ed found happiness in the end, and part of that was accepting Hohenheim as his father. It's not a story about forgiveness, but acknowledgement. Just Edward calling Hohenheim "his rotten father" in the end is enough for him to move past his refusal to engage with the realities of Hohenheim. The realities of his own father leaving in relation to him growing up.

By the end of the story, Ed dresses more conservatively and still travels - he looks more like Hohenheim than ever. But unlike before in the story, when Ed was fighting this relation, he is now happier than ever before. Happier than Hohenheim ever was. Because with Ed accepting all the qualities he shares with the man, he can also embrace all the differences between them.

Ed managed to grow alongside his guilt. He found happiness in his family, a loving wife, children, research and travel, philosophy and friendship. Edward gets to be happy. He gets to learn from his mistakes (from Hohenheim's mistakes) and return home.

And that's where the mirror breaks.

As all mirrors are wont to do.

[vraggoee]

If you commit a crime, the government is allowed to take you away from your loved ones, lock you in a cage for 23 hours a day, humiliate you, have guards beat you, force you to do slave labor to make companies (and by extension, the prison itself) money, and if the crime is "severe" enough, they can legally murder you in one of the most painful ways imaginable. Imprisonment is worse than anything a "criminal" can do to deserve it.

[trafficlightchild]

Batgirl (2000) the woman that you are

[sukisukidaysook]

Call me Ema Skye the way I want that twink (Klavier) obliterated.

[metronn]

obviously vulcan philosophy / spirituality / religion / culture is very cool and awesome (hell yeah jewish vegetarians), but gang we are sleeping on bajoran spirituality. the fact that faith held their planet together under a brutal occupation is really... :'|

[juergenklopp]

do you think the eagles or chiefs are winning on monday?

The Curse of the Wheel™️ has landed on the Chiefs... I believe in our lord and savior Brandon Perna EAGLES BY A GAZILLION BIRDS COUNTRY LET'S RIDE

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Like other Khoisan ex-convicts in Van Diemen’s Land, Witnalder had no means by which he could return home. He was destitute after being discharged from the convict system and became an object of ridicule to certain elements within the local populace. On 10 September 1862, he was before the bench on yet another charge of disturbing the peace. The Police Superintendent told the bench that Witnalder was ‘constantly insulted by idle boys’. Another witness, Mr Jones, said that he had seen Witnalder ‘insulted by mischievous boys’. Despite such evidence of bullying, the Stipendary Magistrate found the prisoner guilty and fined him 1 shilling. Superintendent Propsting took pity on the man and immediately paid the fine, kindly preventing Witnalder being returned to prison (from which he had only recently been released) for defaulting. Following a similar incident in early December 1862, Witnalder appeared before the bench to answer another charge of disturbing the peace. The ‘eccentric little Kaffir, well-known for his military peculiarities’ told the court that some boys had annoyed him thus causing the fracas. Provocation was not considered sufficient mitigation of his alleged crime. Witnalder was fined 10 shillings and costs, and was required to serve fourteen days in prison if he failed to come up with the money. Several weeks later, on 23 December 1862, Witnalder appeared before the Stipendary Magistrate AB Jones Esq, and Captain Bateman at the Police Court along with a 14-year-old boy, William (or Henry as his name was also reported) Collard. Both were charged with committing an ‘unnatural offence’ and were committed to face trial. The prisoners spent Christmas 1862 in gaol waiting to learn their respective fates. Witnalder and Collard (now referred to as Cornwall Collins) stood trial on Wednesday 28 January in the Supreme Court before the Chief Justice, Sir Valentine Fleming. In keeping with the sensibilities of the time, the newspapers reporting the case found the details to be ‘quite unfit for publication’. Nevertheless, the boy had legal representation and much was made in evidence over whether the boy’s mouth had been covered by Witnalder as the ‘unnatural offence’ (sodomy) was being committed. It was found that the boy had allegedly been silenced by the other prisoner, Witnalder, and was therefore a victim rather than a co-conspirator. The police constable was reprimanded for withholding this crucial evidence from the court. Collard was found not guilty, but retained in custody to bear witness against the older man. He was then sworn in, and tearfully gave evidence that he had been assaulted by Witnalder and had not consented to the man’s attentions. The boy’s ordeal in the stand lasted an hour, following which other witnesses were called. The jury retired for only ten minutes before returning a ‘guilty’ verdict. Witnalder once again faced the extreme penalty of the law.

On Thursday 5 February 1863, the Executive Council met and considered Witnalder’s case. It resolved that the death penalty would be carried into effect. Some members of the public expressed outrage (albeit muted because of the nature of the prisoner’s alleged offence). The local Hobart newspaper implored ‘the Councillors of the Governor with whom rests the prerogative of mercy, to weigh well all the circumstances’. A submission from an unnamed advocate was reprinted in the Mercury’s columns, comparing Witnalder’s predicament with Summers who after being convicted of sodomy in July 1862 had his death sentence commuted to transportation for life. Summers, the writer contended, had been in ‘full possession of his senses’. The injustice in upholding the death sentence upon Witnalder, a man ‘little better than a savage’ was made apparent: ‘Summers is surely more responsible than this half tamed brute. And as Summers was not hung, will not the sacrifice of Whitnalder’s [sic] life be a Judicial or rather an Executive Murder?’ The appeal failed, and several days later the Mercury reported that Summer’s case had ‘special circumstances’ which did not apply to Witnalder’s. The reading public was assured that despite the public deploring the application of the death penalty, the Executive had considered all facets of Witnalder’s case in minute detail before deciding to uphold his sentence. The under-sheriff visited Witnalder at the Hobart Town Gaol to read the warrant for his execution. While there, he found the Protestant prisoner mistakenly had been attended by the Roman Catholic clergy since being condemned. On Friday 20 February 1863, Witnalder was roused from his cell at three thirty to prepare for death. He was joined by the Reverend Mr Hunter, who guided him in prayer. By eight that morning, a small crowd comprising the under-sheriff, keeper and under-keeper of the gaol, eight police constables and their sub-inspector, and reporters from the daily newspapers had assembled at the gaol. The only other witness was a Mr Lowe from Victoria. Witnalder emerged from his cell in Hunter’s company, the prisoner’s arms pinioned at his sides. The prayerful men were followed by the executioner. Because of Witnalder’s diminutive size, heavy weights were attached to his feet so he would not suffer more than was necessary. Witnalder ‘saluted’ the onlookers with ‘an abrupt bow’, before the cap was drawn over his head, the noose adjusted, and the flooring removed from under his feet. He was said to have died easily, and had asked Hunter to tell those gathered that he was innocent of the crime for which he had suffered." - Kristyn Harman, Aboriginal Convicts: Australian, Khoisan and Māori Exiles. Sydney: University of New South Wales Press, 2012. p. 188-192.

[mycological-mariner]

hey it's a weird children club in here because when I was a small child I was obsessed with capital punishment and like, different penal codes across history. my favourite was genghis khan's (every offence punishable by death)

Aw dang. Guess it’s a good thing jaywalking wasn’t a thing yet. I just recently was reminded of when I was Tiny and reading about the Toraja’a mummies and when it got really quiet in class while the teacher took a kid outside and I loudly asked if anyone knew about the folks who cleaned their mummies and nobody spoke to me for the rest of the day

[girlcockholmes]

watching the descendants movies is crazy bc disney was like hey you know what would be awesome for all of our good guys to do? create a penal colony

[etakeh]

Each year in prison takes 2 years off an individual's life expectancy. With over 2.3 million people locked up, mass incarceration has shortened the overall U.S. life expectancy.

In the parole cohort she studied, five years in prison increased the odds of death by 78% and reduced the expected life span at age 30 by 10 years. Time served has a direct correlation to years of life lost.

It's ok though, it's just *those* people, *bad* people who are dying earlier. NBD.

I don't know Jack about this kind of thing, but I wonder if these studies could be the basis for a lawsuit. If they can prove that people are basically being penalized after they've served their time?

Anyway fuck the prison system and fuck the way for-profit companies are put in charge of a system that uses other people's suffering as a success metric.

[pietroleopoldo]

I still can’t get over the fact that after italian unification the piedmontese penal code was imposed to the whole kingdom except for Tuscany. Literally Italy’s most special snowflakes

[pilgrim1975]

Eugene Boyer, AKA 'Andre Baillard.' One of Papillon's more interesting fables.

It’s been a long time since I looked at the truth (and often fiction) peddled by one Henri Charriere, AKA ‘Papillon.’ Charriere’s best-selling account of life and death in the notorious ‘Penal Administration, French Guyana’ has long been celebrated for its storytelling and became the 1973 film starring Steve Mcqueen and Dustin Hoffman. It’s also often debunked by documented fact and historical…

[mental-mona]

Even if you believe in the death penalty, this is just plain awful. Sign this petition to stop this horrible idea from coming to fruition:

and this one against this specific execution:

[idealog]

ain't your slave

Curse ya

Ain't your filth to use.

Ain't your rag to mop up.

Fuck Off, degenerates.

I'll do real work,

And you can perish in the Bowels of fiery hell,

Before the cold you have coming reaches you,

For those you gaslighted,

And the never ending abyss,

Of your Celestial COURT.

KINGDOM

You should have been accepting of the innocent, Judges.

Joseph casts you out.

May God keep you.

King Me.

If I were a bastard like you, I'd say, king me, bitch.

To hurt YOU, rather than your evil.

But I don't.

I only want you to stop causing HARM.

Or,

I will retreat to Eternity, and you will be no more a Dream,

But a forgotten nightmare,

Forever.

Wise up now,

Or you have no defense.

Goodbye loves ~ ~

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Don't ever fuck with me again.

I thank you for your help, whether unintentional or not.

But I owe you zipeedoodle.

Be grateful God has pressed upon me with this major Blessing for you which he requested, and you.

Even He is not beyond the Son of Man.

Fare Well,

Children.

Mass is Over.

Profane monsters,

You look with lust.

You lied about the Innocent.

Eternal damnation, then?

I'll Default the Answer soon.

Goodbye.

❤️ TO THE KING OF THE UNIVERSE ~

~

Mad Max's Warning.

MAY YOUR DAYS BE MERRY AND BRIGHT,

AND MAY ALL YOUR CHRISTMASES BE WHITE

The Drift

Shame on him.

HEALING

Chiron

"WHY don't I fit in?"

Cuz this place is POOP.

Training.

Turds!

HaHa

Vain chumz.

I Miss Poker.

But I was Just Too Nice.

Buhbye, lol,

Santa's elves.

We don't like to brag.

Santa knows who's good.

You dont.

Shut Up.

HEAVEN

What's Up, Man?

DON'T MAKE ME COME DOWN HERE.

GOD

And So,

Happy CHRISTMas,

MoFoz,

fakes.

;p

:/

Loozers

G

Mysfit

YOU LOSE, JUDGER.

Conspirators,

Icy

HOnor

Manipulators,

Secret Combinations.

Nothing is secret now.

Ha, ha, ha fucking HA.

🥈 🪙

Kill your pride, fuck stains.

It's why the world stunks.

Stinks.

Continue, and infinite Hell will soon pursue you infinitely, silver & Gold.

Hurt another child, and my Wrath shall be Infinite.

Your turn, brilliant ones. ⭐

There's no way out from justice, proud ones.

Step on my mantle. God

NOW, YOU KNOW HUMILITY, BEFORE GODDAMN GOD.

JESUS CHRIST, ETERNAL LORD, SPIRIT, MATTER, EARTH, HEAVEN, LOVE, LOSS, DEATH, INFINITE LIFE.

On the Island of Sovereign Candles, no longer Toys, Ever.

If Not, your Annihilation is eternal, and Infinite.

Shut up,

Your false salvation,

TO Hell.

misfit toys

Where Be U?

;) :P Crazies. Whores. Fact.

You can't run away from your responsibility.

Jinge vell time.

the loyal One

Let go.

The Fae

Nitwit.

Son Of Jacob,

Daughter of Heaven.

Persist Against HEAVEN,

and you're gone.

F. U., phonies.

Od hates phonies, pretenders.

False spirits,

With no holy ghost.

:(

Done.

Let It Snow.

Goodbye, Judgers Unrepentant.

CHRIST

And Yes,

I see you. ∆

-The Heart of God,

Holly Holly,*

Jesus

*Jolly, by Golly. -Spirit