The Law Blogger's Scholarship

“I do not believe any civilized society should be at the service of death. I don’t think it’s human to become an agent of the Angel of Death” is a quote stated by Elie Wiesel, a Jewish survivor of World War II. In this quote, he is expressing capital punishment gives a paradox of we can protect life by taking human life. The death penalty denies the basic right stated in the Declaration of Independence. Capital punishment denies the people the right to life. In the same way, the death penalty violates the Bill of Rights. Capital punishment violates the “cruel and unusual” clause in the 8th Amendment of the United States Constitution.

Additionally, capital punishment is a premeditated murder. This essentially does not make it anymore right than the criminal murdering the victim. Not only is capital punishment paradoxical, it could raise acts of violence within itself.

If capital punishment was legalized across America, the society’s attitude would be aimed to the idea that revenge is essential. As Reverend David B. Thompson, Bishop of Charleston, South Carolina, stated, “Capital punishment feeds the cycle of violence in society by pandering to a lust for revenge. It brutalizes us, deadens our sensitivities to the precious nature of every single life.” The thought in Americans’ minds would be that violence is necessary to curb wrong doing. A revenge mentality will resort in a never-ending cycle of violence.

As well as an increase of violent crimes, capital punishment is much more costly than life imprisonment over time. Prisoners can be on death row for up to 15-20 years. There are endless appeals and additional required procedures to deciding if someone should face death row. Judges, attorneys, court reporters, clerks, and court facilities all require a massive amount of money from taxpayers, and when the expenses are added together, the cost is much larger as opposed to sending the criminals for life imprisonment.

Murder will always be a part of society. Instead of wasting money on death row, the state could utilize the extra money in rehabilitation programs for criminals who will be released back into the world. The prisoners that are there for life can be separated from those that will be released. The prisoners who are there for life can be miserable together and cannot influence the prisoners that will be released. If you send a criminal to jail for life, they will feel the pain for decades of what they did, instead of dying and ending the suffering instantly. A death sentence will not bring the victim back to life, and justice will be served if a criminal rots in jail for the rest of his or her life.

Like Eli Wiesel said, why should we be an agent of the Angel of Death? Civilized societies should not rely on the destruction of criminals to stop the destruction of citizens. Capital punishment is humanly erroneous and should be put to an end.



This blog post is an official entry for the Law Blogger’s Scholarship, sponsored by The Law Office of Joshua Pond, http://www.joshuapondlaw.com.

yeah

I'm putting this thing to rest...
I don't ever use it, so yeeep.
bye bye

Soooo
Here's an overview of my entire summer:

ugh

Do you ever have those days where you feel quite less than moderate looking?

Of course you do. You're human.

Tell me that you're alright
Ya, everything is alright
Oh, please tell me that you're alright
That everything is alright

Give me a reason to end this discussion
To break with tradition, to fall and divide
'Cause I hate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes,
Talking with strangers, waiting in line
I'm through with these pills that make me sit still
Are you feeling fine?
Yes, I feel just fine.

Tell me that you're alright
Ya, everything is alright
Oh, please tell me that you're alright
That everything is alright

I'm sick of the things I do when I'm nervous
Like cleaning the oven or checking my tires
Or counting the number of tiles in the ceiling
Head for the hills, the kitchen's on fire!
I used to rely on self-medication
I guess I still do that from time to time
But I'm getting better at fighting the future
Someday you'll be fine
Yes, I'll be just fine

Tell me that you're alright
Ya, everything is alright
Oh, please tell me that you're alright
That everything is alright

Give me a reason (I don't believe a word)
To end this discussion (of anything I've heard)
To break with tradition (You tell me that it's not so hard)
To fool and rely (It's all so hard)
So let’s not get carried, (away with it)
Away with the process of healing relations
I don't want to waste your time

Tell me that you're alright
Ya, everything is alright
Oh, please tell me that that you're alright
That everything is alright

(Alright)

Tell me that you're alright
Ya, everything is alright
Oh, please tell me that that you're alright
That everything is alright

Everything's fine [4x]

ladeedah

And there's three, count them, three children
Playing on the beach
They were eager to learn
To be taught, and to teach

There's Veronica
She's biting her lip
As she watches the waves
Turn white at the tip
And there's Vada
Radiating with joy
And luckily she still can't stand
The sight of a boy
And lastly there's Dade
His hair dances in the wind
And he's wondering what love is (love is)
And why it has to end

And he can't understand
How everyone goes on breathing
When true love ends
His mother whispers quietly
"Heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love is just a hoax
So forget anything that you have heard
And live for the moment now"

And there's three, count them, three children
Growing on the beach
They were eager to learn
To be taught, and to teach

There's Veronica
She's licking her lips
As she waits for her real
First passionate kiss
And there's Vada
She can't admit her jealousy
Of her sister Veronica
And how she's so pretty (and how she's so pretty)
Lastly, there's Dade
Still sitting on the dock
He ponders his life
And he skips his rocks
And he wonders when his father will return
But he's not coming back

And he can't understand
How everyone goes on breathing
When true love ends
His mother whispers quietly
"Heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love is just a hoax
So forget everything that you have heard
(Forget everything)"

And there's three, count them, three children
Missing from the beach
They were eager to learn
To be taught, and to teach

But the sad thing
Is that they never lived
Past the age of fifteen
Due to neglect from their mother
Who was bed-ridden by her ex-lover, their father
And she didn't even notice
Or pay much attention
As the tide came in
And swept her three into the ocean
Now all her advice, it seems useless

No, heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you touch her and you feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love's completely real, so forget anything that you've heard
And live for the moment now

heh...

So I decided that I was not going to write in May.
So my cute little soccer updates I usually have:
We have lost most of our games! We have won two and tied one other, and lost like 10 of them! And we are going to a state tournament this upcoming weekend, where we will probably lose again!! weeee
Hm.
So school is out. I do not have much to do.
I don't have a car, so I can't exactly get a job. Hell, my friends with cars can't even get jobs. Hopefully next summer, eh?
It's creepy to think that I am out of high school in 2 years. It seems like just yesterday I was in 6th grade mooning over a crush, hahaha.
I mean seriously. I have changed, I think... Maybe not so much in looks... But yeah.
Look at this:


That's me, 6th grade. Creepily long hair!



And that's me, last week. Creepily short hair.
I have to say, I am gonna grow out me hair again, as you can't do much with short hair. Yes.

Well that's it.
Another boring blog

Cheers!

meh

Sooo hmmm...
Let's see.
In soccer, we lost our first two games, and I have two more today we'll probably lose.
There is now four foreign exchange students on my team. Fico, the Spaniard, Roberto, the Columbian, Guri, the Norwegian, and Marco, the Brazilian. It's pretty rad.
I am almost moved upstairs. I just gotta get the carpets clean and the bed up there, then viola! I am moved upstairs. My walls are metallic purple and a gray-ish color. They are badass and enjoyable.
Let's see.
I am not very witty or entertaining, hm? I guess it should be for anyone wanting to read it huh?
Well.
I don't feel very witty at this time of the day.