The Need for Capital Punishment
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Imagine yourself in a room, 12 feet long by 6 feet wide. You're sitting
on a metal bed bolted to the floor with a thin foam cushion. The only other
things in the room are a table and a chair, a sink and a toilet. There is no
window, only a small faint light on the ceiling. You spend all of your time in
this room, you have no choice. This is your dining room, your den, your bedroom
and your bathroom. You are allowed to read and write letters in this room. You
cannot entertain guests in this room, you must go somewhere else for that, in a
room with a mesh screen for you to sit behind, where you are constantly watched
over. Even though this is your bathroom, it has no shower stall or bathtub, but
once a week you are allowed to leave this room to take a shower.
Your days are
spent inside this room reading, thinking and worrying. You aren't in any
ordinary room, you're in a cell on death row. A cell reserved for people who
were sentenced to death for committing a crime. Death could be by firing squad,
lethal injection, the gas chamber or electric chair. Chances are you've been in
this room for many years and will be for many more. Your lawyers have began the
lengthily appeal process. Once all the appeals have failed, it soon is time,
and you will be moved to a holding cell. There you will be offered your final
mean, of your choice. Your last visitors arrive, first your lawyer, your family
members and at last a priest who prays with you. You take your final glance
around the room, as...