Admittedly shocking thoughts, since Christians, must leave the judgement to God, and most certainly the vengeance to Him. Vengeance, certainly, but what about prevention? It is a must to eliminate a dangerous individual for the sake of protection to the innocents, otherwise, it is cowardly complicity. Back in the 1980′s the law to burn at stake the witches was abolished in England. No witches had been burned at stake in a very long time, because there had not been any reason to burn one. Did the witches kept low key? due to that terrible threat? This said abolition was sponsored by the lobby of the witches of England. How about that !!! What is the result? are the witches behaving well? I am not speaking of the folklore; of the Harry Potter’s fantasy, but about the witches which will cast spell, bring pestilences in the home; sow seeds of evil during the night. Be honest. Are not the witches back?
Then what about the poisoners? If caught, a little time in jail, and then out. That is for the small-time arsenic little old lady, but what about the mass-poisoners whose faces are shown everyday? They are getting away. If each of those international criminal poisoner saw one of their confrere been boiled to death during prime-time, surely those poisoners take an early retirement.
This somewhat rustic correction of boiling the poisoners as well as burning at stake the witches would efficiently protect the innocents. To prevent such “correctione rusticorum” under the pretense of ‘humane justice’ is the essence of a true legal hate crime.

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… amend their lives. He was quickly the subject of an oppressive sense of been unwelcomed in the entire City. Once he received a ‘spiritual venomous spit’ which caused him an abscess for a few hours. This is the narrative, that I may type.

Our militant was forming queue at a popular ‘Bio grocery store’, it is not one of those national food chain, but an authentic local store, remarkable by the unusual quantity of clercs who all seem to wear the most frightening tattoos & piercing. That was nearly twenty years ago, when that kind of body art was not universal. It was rush hour, when something odd happen, which was a cashier’s changing. Something usually not done when the store is busy. The new incoming cashier had not the appearances of any of the other clercs of the store. A manager? No! she was not the manager, but she had to be known by all the staff members, as well as by some clients standing around our ‘militant of the RCC’ for there suddenly came a quiet silence. This lady had some aristocratic posture which imposed respect. She was tall and well proportioned, dressed with a black silk robe and a sort of black châle. What our militant noticed first, while approaching the cash register, because it was his line, was the precisely cut of the hair dew of the woman. Her hair were separated in two contrasting colors. One side was ebony black while the other was milk white. When his turn arrived, our militant…