Funny thing, I am constantly underwhelmed by the quality of the writing i see in print; books, magazines, newspapers, etc. But I am frequently blown away by the writing I see online. Such as this post. There is some real thinking going on here (and in Ms. King’s other writing as well) which is almost disguised by the easy, intimate, casual tone of her writing; and also by her humor. And if you think that happens without a lot of hard work going on behind the scenes, just give it a shot yourself sometime. It is the Holy Grail of writing (at least in my book). I also love the fact that her mind works so differently from mine, that almost every sentence is a delightful surprise.
Killing is Wrong.
Unless of course some wacko breaks into your house in the middle of the day, wearing nothing but a ten-gallon hat and a pair of flip-flops. Then you pop a cap in that nutjob, before he gets to your Labrador and starts doing unspeakably inappropriate things.
Or unless someone assaults you in the mall parking lot, and you “accidentally” hit them in the temple with a jagged brick. Cause that’s self defense.
And you know, I mean, who wouldn’t kill Hitler, if given the chance?
The point is, it is universally recognized that sometimes taking the life of another human can be justified. Sometimes it may even be lauded. So, in a system where the taking of a human life is only criminal in a case by case basis, I want to know why I can’t kill my Grandma.
My grandmother is ninety-seven years old. Her mind…
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