Thou Shalt Not Kill; except when there is NO QUESTION and no alternative and you KNOW, in what is in a good persons heart, it is the RIGHT THING and your duty and your responsibility.

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NOVEL FUTURES

...an excerpt from The People by James Clayton Douglas

LIFE AND TIMES one of seven

Killing another human being is Always Wrong..... Isn't it?

Well, it's okay if you're a soldier killing the enemy, they tell me. Killings by police seem to be acceptable at least when the investigation is done by other policemen. Killing terrorists is really alright and according to Bush you can torture them first. Then there is self-defense. Others?

But don't get me wrong.... I've met any number of slime-balls that needed killing. I have also met a number of people, mostly female, who say that there is never reason enough to kill. All killing is wrong. Well, a person cannot be more wrong then that but, every time I have tried to explain the reasons that they, not the killing ARE WRONG, they tune me out, go all glassy-eyed, like they have mentally and I assume spiritually, gone to church and are reading the commandments, especially the one, "Thou Shalt Not Kill, Thou Shalt Not Kill, Thou Shalt Not Kill." Over and over and...

I agree, Thou Shalt Not Kill; except when there is NO QUESTION and no alternative and you KNOW, in what is in a good persons heart, it is the RIGHT THING and your duty and your responsibility. Oh, someday, all right thinking individuals will welcome and, are even today hoping and praying for the day when it should be possible to enjoy an entire planet full of people, who would each and every one, die, before they would kill.

But, anyone who believes that that time has arrived here on Earth is too stupid to live, and probably won't. And, please people, catch a glimpse of this peaceful Future World if even a small group begins to kill and there is no one able to stop them. What angers me most though, is how this belief is killing the innocents by not allowing the Good Folk to dispose of the predators.

There was this scenario I used maybe a couple of hundred times in an attempt to enable this non-violent individual to see the reality of this world. "You are a Good Person for believing what you do," I would tell them; and I meant it then and I still do. But, it is you and good thinking people like you, that forced this committed optimist to finally accept that if Good exists in the World, in you and others, maybe even a little in me, then Evil, the real thing, EVIL, could, and in fact must also share this Universe.

True Evil like you refuse to even think about and by your doctrine do suffer these Malevolent Maniacs to kill and kill again. Hitler, Stalin, Idi Amin, Pol Pot; If even one of these names is unfamiliar to you and you don't immediately take the time to find out who they are and what they did and I discover that you couldn't be bothered. I will spend an entire day sticking pins in your look-a-like doll.

And these are just a few examples of the current crop from the last 60 years or so. And the data rolls in on Bush and Cheney and the remainder of the mob.

Okay, here is what happened one afternoon as I arrived home from work, I noticed my neighbor's front door ajar. Now, I don't know my neighbor as well as I should, we both work very hard. She is I know, a third grade school teacher, loves children, volunteers and supports dozens of worthy causes, attends Church faithfully, has a glorious smile and is just simply a very good person. And, I have never in over 3 years seen her front door left open unattended. I feel that something is very wrong as I hurriedly reach under my car seat for my Ruger 44 Magnum, a six shot western style, long barrel revolver, nasty people killer and rush to the door. Listening quietly, I hear muffled screams from the back of the house.

Carefully entering a back bedroom to the scene that is of Dante's Worst, with two huge men sporting what I recognize as amateur prison tattoos covering their arms. These fiends are not only raping this lovely girl but also systematically beating her to death in the process. The fiend's perfect answer to a lack of witness to the Rape. I believe she is much more then half dead now...

If you had been I, what is your responsibility, your duty as a human being? What would you do? Many more then half of those I questioned said, "Run from the house screaming for help, rush home and call 911....." Fucking Idiots! More then 2/3's of the women answered thusly. When I reminded them that they had a loaded gun, their response often was, "Oh, But I wouldn't have had..." You silly nincompoops. If you be the girl; you be dead.

By the time help arrives, ten to twenty minutes, average Police response time nationwide, these two local manifestations of Evil would have had more than enough time to finish raping and killing this fine young girl and escape. Or if they were apprehended, their attorneys would destroy this girl's reputation. It is Court day, and both men are now attired in $1,000 suits (that cover all evidence of their tattoos), freshly shaven, hair neatly trimmed and with a hundred hours of rehearsal, articulate in their corroborating testimony that, the sex was consensual and she was happy, satisfied and smiling when they left. And, she is still dead regardless of the trials outcome.

To me, there is NO question of my duty; being absolutely sure of my aim, I kill them both with swift clean shots to the base of the skull. Quick, sure and now, I would recommend you call 911 with an ambulance priority for the victim and the cops' secondary.

I have never spoken of this that follows, to anyone, this last part of the scenario as I see it, think of it alot, but you're about to get it.

If the Doctors are able to save this wonderful girls life, a huge part of the coming months of surgery and physical recovery and ultimately her very survival will depend on her "will to live" and she very well might not have any at all left after such an experience. After calling for the medics I returned to find her surprisingly conscience though, the only look I got from her eyes was one of, "I am completely lost and there is NO way I will ever find my way home."

I put a couple of pillows behind her head as she refuses to look at the monsters who had assaulted her, their faces reduced to spray spread on the wall and the blood pooling on the floor. Playing Psychologist is dangerous business but, as I look at her, I know what I have to do.

My voice cold and hard I said," Do you remember what happened here? Do you remember what these slime-balls were doing to you?" She nodded her head. You're a hero I said, I'm just an executioner, but you're a hero, because of you, these two pieces of fried ass donkey shit, WILL NEVER HURT ANYONE AGAIN. Look at them, DO IT, I commanded and while she did I kicked them both one at a time in the side of their heads sending a new wave of blood and tissue onto a previously clean wall. She started to whimper and I again with my command voice ordered her to STOP FUCKING CRYING. NOW...

She couldn't or wouldn't, as I screamed at her that shedding tears in the presence of this Evil, doubled, was granting consent for Satan to laugh at her and all of humankind. I then walked to her and placed the Ruger in her lap, she looked at the weapon in pure horror. I ordered her to pick it up, and she surprised me again when she did.

I shot this foul crud the first time, now it's your turn, the look of horror tripled and I could see she was too weak to lift the pistol, so I held it up and aimed it while I yelled COCK IT and showed her how. Put your finger on the trigger, that's it, right, now squeeze. No way her eyes said, so I started yelling again LOOK, I SHOT 'EM BUT IT WAS YOU THEY WERE KILLING AND THEY NEVER HURT ME AND SO I'M FEELING GUILTY AND I NEED FOR YOU TO HELP ME. Shoot the bastard; he's already dead so you aren't doing any killing, FUCKING DO IT, DO IT! NOW! I said and she did, fuck that asshole, as more of the brain tissue found the last remaining clean wall. One more time for the other twice-dead minion of the Evil Ones and again she did it and she quickly averted her eyes and I heard her choke back a major sob.
But, when she again turned to look at the bodies and then to me, she sat up just a little straighter and failed but, at least tried to give me a little smile.

Well neighbor, I said, this has been quite a day. I hate to say this right now but any minute, 9000 cops will be coming for us with sirens a'blarin and tires a'sceechin. Cops and DA's tend to frown on even slime-balls being shot in the back of the head and there will be the explaining, and then with the explanation hopefully being accepted in lieu of 20 years for manslaughter times two that really shouldn't be too difficult with the testimony of, "whole truth, nothing but..."

Those last two shots, are going to be extremely difficult to cover with nothing but the absolute truth. So, I see this as hopefully promising to be one of the first, last and finest performances in my new role as the avenging angel in suburbia with, I believe, only one little fabrication required. If you find yourself thinking of it as a Lie, then we mustn't do it. We both must agree that I dropped the pistol by you after I had killed them both but you thought you saw movement and in a moment of renewed panic, grabbed the gun and administered the coup-de-grace. What do you think? Will the cops go for it? Will Saint Peter overlook such a minor exaggeration?

She answered, with an inner cool I found endearing under the circumstances, that she understands my reasoning and the necessities for which, and she totally accepts that not even Peter will object. We both need only stick to this line and even if their suspicions are aroused, so what. Prove it! And, I know now why you made me shoot, thank you, for my Life. Oh, and my Godfather is a 20-year veteran of the Prosecutors office and my Favorite Uncle sits on the State Supreme Court. I believe I can assure you that the questioning won't come even close to a third degree.

And, just one more thing before I either pass-out or begin screaming of the pain; I want a hand-gun and a carry permit and I want you to teach me how to handle it correctly and safely. And to hit what I am aiming at! And...and, I want to know you better. Thank You again for saving my life, twice I think.

Wow! She is going to be all right. She will make it. She's smart and tough and she will be beautiful again when she heals.

Damnit! What If.... Each of those 32 students and faculty had been armed?

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