Originally posted by wuapinmon
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What I see when I look at this is a life gone horribly wrong. This man, however despicable he is now, started out as a sweet little boy, probably not so different from my own. Through a likely rocky life, he transformed from an innocent child to a man capable of doing what he did--only God knows how responsible he is for this. It's an awful tragedy of a wasted life, but like it or not, God loves him, and in a deeper way than I love my own children.
I'm all for preventing tragedies like this from happening again, and if the death penalty is truly deterrent, then it may have a place in society; otherwise, it seems like it just piles on more senseless tragedy and mires us in seeking peace through revenge.
EDIT: I just realized that I'm focusing on the man in the story. I confess to only reading a little blip on the story that discussed what the man did to hide the remains and didn't read anything further, so I have no idea what the woman's role was. I'm not really interested in reading more of the details.
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