There is a God

[McJim]

Can we please shove a bag of P up the arse of this thread before too many vendettas are created?

I can't imagine anyone saying anything further on this subject that will serve any good to anyone.

Knees have jerked, lines have been crossed and no good will come of it.

[sunhuntin]

i am not glad that he died. i am, however, relieved. i am never glad to read of any death, no matter the cause. i feel relief at his death simply because now, there is one less person to fear, one less person to hurt someone we know and love.
i feel that same relief when i read of child abuse victims dying, simply cos they no longer have to live with the pain, and cannot grow up to put that same pain and agony onto another generation.
the most recent case, nia glassie. she would have been wheelchair bound, and likely returned to those who did it to her in the first place. her death spared her from that. this druggies death spares others.

many of us have addictive personalities... it just depends what we use to fill that. i didnt find drugs easily, so didnt get stuck in that spot. by the time i got to a place where drugs were mine for the taking, the addictive side of me was wrapped up in harleys.

his death was likely swift and over quickly. he should be thankful for that. those that deserve a swift death often dont get it.

usually a motorcyclists death is assisted by things outside of our control... a cager running a red, gravel on a blind corner, a wire strung between two trees. we go out to ride knowing the risks, but we dont go out intending or thinking we might not come back again.
this guys death was caused by things very much under his control. a bag was chucked over the wall. he chose to swallow it. it killed him. simple. he could have chosen to not swallow it, he could have chosen a different life and avoided jail altogether, but he didnt. the papers called him the most notorious crim in the bop... you dont get that title by being a nice guy.

btw... my thoughts on this are the same for major drug dealer. drugs ruin lives, plain and simple. my family was nearly torn apart by my brother. today, i have disowned him and refuse to speak. he has been banned from my workplace when i am on shift. he is no brother of mine, and i hate being associated with him. i often wished he would od and let us all move on.
im willing to bet that this guys family are feeling similar to myself... sad that hes gone, but relieved that it has ended.