Gloomy day. Leaves are all down. It's raining. House is clean. Buddy sleeping in his new favorite place: under the red recliner. NCIS reruns in the background.

The news today was chock-a-block full of pathetic men who will be brought to justice. (These guys would not want me being a judge.)

Cory Morgan, the animal who lured then killed a rival's nine-year-old son in Chicago. Concede that brother being killed and mother being shot not the kind of environment one wants for anybody but the Emperor of Meland declares that murdering an innocent child as some sort of retribution means  you lose your life, too.

Behold Johnny Max Mount. He shot a Mississippi Waffle House employee in the head because she asked him to extinguish his cigarette. Maybe not quite as vile as the child murderer but right up there as far as I'm concerned. Gets as much consideration as showed the employee. None.

This gem of a person is Robert L. Dear. Mr. Dear holds the distinction of being the murderer at the Colorado Springs Planned Parenthood Clinic—three individuals killed, another nine injured. Early info seems to indicate Dear may suffer severe medical issues. Recognition of said issues should put Dear away for life with consideration.

That's all first reaction stuff. (Second actually given reading about them was first.) Even with guys this repulsive, especially with guys this repulsive we have to be sure of guilt. Then drop the hammer.

Realized how quickly this went from simply expressing outrage over three criminals, to realizing these guys land us squarely into discussions of the death penalty.  No way I'm going to be thinking about that tonight. 

(Mini observation: Middle Easterners 0; white guys 2; black guy 1.