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Senior Member
Join Date: Feb 2008
Location: Urbana IL
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Fates Worse Than Death
One said dying slowly. Another said living and barely cracked a smile. Many said extreme pain, torture, in all its varieties: burning, drowning, beating, crushing, starving, cutting the body away in small pieces, breaking down the mind bit by bit. Others said insanity, loneliness, paralysis, catatonia, coma, blindness, isolation, deprivation. One said watching others be tortured, family, friends, total strangers. In a dry white season they tried to teach us the reach of human cruelty– a bloody face turned upward, the body suspended by elbows, electrodes on nose, nipples, testicles. A young guard walked in, unsuspecting, unknowing. Imagine having to live with the knowledge. Imagine how he sees people now from the corners of his eyes, how he hurries home each day, squeezes the handle, cracks the door. Imagine how he holds his wife, his children, afraid of what his own hands might do. |
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