After my brother was sentenced for murder and was sentenced to jail for the rest of his life, he said that his fellow inmates wanted to have jobs in the prison. Otherwise it was sitting around all day. He was glad to get a job cleaning the floor. He was able to get out and run around the track - when he was young enough to do that. There were deer on the grounds and the inmates could look through the bars in the visiting room and see them. It was a good thing. He told me that the guys who were the rowdiest in prison were the short timers. Those who were in literally for life knew this was their home, and they didn't play games. He died in prison completely broken in mind, soul and body. He paid for his crimes. To paraphrase one of the members here, he lived long and suffered mightily.
Before you judge how someone should be treated in jail, should they die should they live, think about how it would be if it was your father, mother, sister, brother, your son or daughter...etc. It's easy to judge when you have nothing in it personally. The entire horrific mess destroyed my family. Destroyed my loving parents, destroyed his children. Destroyed my goals and dreams. If you want to know how it really is walk a mile in the killer's families shoes. I wrote a couple of books about it. I have articles on my website. Please open your minds. Judgmentalism judges the ones who judge.
