Which form of Execution would you prefer?

It seems from news stories that people are always dying without realizing it, from carbon monoxide poisoning. So I guess I'd want carbon monoxide though preferably without realizing it had begun, they could turn it on while I was asleep maybe.

If the lethal injection were humane I'd go with that, but I've read some scary stuff about it isn't good stuff, I think manufacturers of medical type sleeping injections refuse to allow their products to be used to kill people?
 

When I think of lethal injection I am just seeing a person with a huge syringe full of whatever stick me in the butt. Then I drift away. I didn't muder anyone so don't need to be tied down. I think if done right it could be good...
 

On September 10, 1945, farmer Lloyd Olsen of Fruita, Colorado, United States, was planning to eat supper with his mother-in-law and was sent out to the yard by his wife to bring back a chicken. Olsen chose a five-and-a-half-month-old Wyandotte chicken named Mike. The axe removed the bulk of the head, but missed the jugular vein, leaving one ear and most of the brain stem intact.[2][3][4]

Despite Olsen's attempt to behead Mike, the chicken could still balance on a perch and walk clumsily. It attempted to preen, peck for food, and crow, though with limited success; his "crowing" consisted of a gurgling sound made in his throat.[2] When Mike did not die, Olsen decided to care for the bird. He fed it a mixture of milk and water via an eyedropper and gave it small grains of corn and worms.[2][5]

Fame​

Once his fame had been established, Mike began a career of touring sideshows in the company of such other anomalies as a two-headed baby. It was also photographed for dozens of magazines and papers, and was featured in Time and Life magazines.[2] Mike was put on display to the public for an admission cost of 25 cents (equivalent to $3 in 2023). At the height of his popularity, the chicken's owner earned $4,500 per month (equivalent to $61,400 in 2023);[6] Mike was valued at $10,000 (equivalent to $136,500 in 2023).[2]

Death​

In March 1947, at a motel in Phoenix, Arizona on a stopover while traveling back from tour, Mike started choking on his mucus in the middle of the night.[4][7] The Olsens had inadvertently left their feeding and cleaning syringes at the sideshow the day before, and so were unable to save Mike. Olsen claimed that he had sold the bird off, resulting in stories of Mike still touring the country as late as 1949. Other sources say that the chicken's severed trachea could not properly take in enough air to be able to breathe, and he therefore choked to death in the motel.[7]

Explanation of the case​

It was determined that the axe had missed the jugular vein[8] and a clot had prevented Mike from bleeding to death. Although most of his head was severed, most of his brain stem and one ear were left on his body. Since basic functions (breathing, heart rate, etc.) as well as most of a chicken's reflex actions are controlled by the brain stem, Mike was able to remain quite healthy.
 
Now that's far more valuable then feeding people baked goods. Neither does baked goods bring consolation for a person who has just lost loved one whereas the Good News of the resurrection does. So in comparison, the quality of my efforts to help my fellow man far exceeds yours in value,.

I must disagree, and I apologize for sticking my virtual head in. It's been my experience that baked goods, though they may seem minor compared with religion, can indeed bring a grieving person a great deal of comfort.
 
Death by chocolate maybe.....
Now you're talking. I'd much rather talk about the famous last meal than the means of execution.

Like Dusty, I'll be wanting my comfy jammies and comforter, then a nice bed-tray with a big plate of crab alfredo, followed by a warm brownie smothered in ice cream and hot fudge sauce.

Come to think of it I had that meal at Red Lobster once and the waiter snickered when I ordered a diet coke with it. Maybe that's who I'll murder!
 
I forgot to add that my last meal should be all the lobster I want to eat paired with crab in every form possible: crab cakes, steamed crabs, crab quiche, crab alfredo, crab cocktail, sauteed crab, crab salad. The list goes on.
I will go with that too. And my favorite drink Mountain Dew, But then again, would I be allowed a rum and coke??
 
I forgot to add that my last meal should be all the lobster I want to eat paired with crab in every form possible: crab cakes, steamed crabs, crab quiche, crab alfredo, crab cocktail, sauteed crab, crab salad. The list goes on.
Better that way than a Crabby woman to talk me to death. 🤬
 

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