To the wondrous Mimi Smartypants, I am thoroughly grateful for posting the link below.
To the originator of the post, this English major would like to marry you and have your grete and terribil babyes. Ich am reallye REALLYE jealous.
August 17, 2006
Missing the point entirely
Dear Mr. Karr,
An “accident” is when a child falls off her bike and skins her knee. It’s not an “accident” when you’re in someone else’s basement with a garrote wrapped around their child’s neck.
It’s called MURDER.
Just wanted to clarify that.
August 5, 2006
Aw, yeeeeeeeeah.
First of all, we finally got this news. After 22 years, that murderous abusive creepy waste of skin, who thought he’d gotten away with it, is going to the pen where he belongs. I don’t often reference the Old Testament, but I’m very tempted to send said creep a note with Numbers 32:23 printed in it: “… and be sure, your sin will find you out.”
Kudos to the cops who wouldn’t give up, to the world’s best district attorney and, most importantly, to the victim’s family, who have survived this ordeal with dignity and grace. Sometimes the good guys win.
And speaking of good guys winning, one of the finest people, not to mention attorneys (!!), I’ve ever had the privilege to know is the newest local General Sessions judge. Speaking of surviving an ordeal with dignity and grace.
Indeed, sometimes the good guys win.
Slatterns and Hooch 
