“Woman kills nude attacker with baseball bat…”
Were cheerier words ever spoke? This story made my day, and here is my favorite part, and possibly one of the greatest, most nuanced paragraphs ever written:
“We’re peaceful people, calm people,” Herndon said after she spent much of Sunday cleaning up Turner’s blood. “You ask yourself, ‘Why does something like this happen?'”
Another happy story, and reenforcement of my hatred for spics. Prisoners, by their very nature, are convicted criminals. If prisoners want to riot, I say fine…just put machine guns on the parapets and keep shooting until things quiet down.
I like humans a lot better when they’re dead.