re: #173 Shiplord Kirel

The real horror, of course, is the procedure, not the act. Being strapped in. Being led to the room. Having your head put in that hole. That’s the part, more than the actual killing, which is so absolutely repellent to me. People talk about the people going to executions bravely, but many are dragged, weeping, or plead for it not to happen, or curse their executioners.

There’s really nothing redeemable in the whole thing, but i do think that especially naming the date and time of someone’s execution is fucked up.

Now i want to write a short story about a society where death penalty convictions are secret, and they give you a memory-blanking agent after your sentencing and let you go home, and then kill you in your sleep. But of course the story would be about that fucking up.