Reply #94: Stone Her, I Say and then cut off her hair! [View All]

I was almost killed by a drunk driver. ...a seventy-five mile an hour head on collision. I was unconscious for over over 12 hours and my face was swollen even with my nose. I could barely move for weeks I was so battered and bruised and torn all to hell. I was almost killed. 30 years later I still have light scars from that wreck. I was sober. The drunk who hit me walked away with barely a scratch. Still, I am an alcoholic, 15 years sober, so I understand the pull of that addiction. It IS a disease. Period. Undebatable. A Fact.

If I had my way no non-violent offender would go to jail. Not the poor, not the rich. No non-violent offender would go to jail.

If I was the judge I would sentence her to something more meaningful and something that might actually sink in. I am BIG on community service. I would have her work on a soup line feeding the homeless, EVERY day. ...and she couldn't make her maids do it for her. I would make her visit the morgue several times and drive around with EMT folks, seeing just what can really happen when you drive drunk...some therapy...some drying out...getting off the alcohol and drugs...take her license, etc. There are much better ways to make an impression that REALLY lasts, on a person, than locking them up. ...and isn't, ultimately, the purpose to make sure they never do it again. If she wouldn't comply I would commit her to rehab. Alcohoism is even a disease when it hits the rich.

I have also been locked up. I can't express to folks here, the horror of it. I would rather go through the wreck again than spend another night in jail. The life I've led, nuthouses, abusive parents, leaving home at 15, being homeless for YEARS at a time, two years in a state nuthouse in Texas, 35 years ago with stories that would make your hair stand on end and jail time, etc...and nothing in all of that, stands out like the jail time and it was never for more than a couple of days at a time. I just cannot express sufficiently, evidently, the horror of jail.

...and the blood lust over here makes me ill.

Lee