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Mercy In Tennessee

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Edmund Zagorski received no
mercy but electrocution.
Edmund Zagorski received no
mercy but execution.
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Footnote:  Update:
 Gov Haslam denied mercy for Ed Zagorski.
6 jurors from Mr. Zagorski’s trial had asked the Tennessee governor Haslam to commute his sentence to life without parole. The jurors had unconstitutionally been prevented from giving that sentence in 1984. Zagorski worked to rehabilitate himself, is remorseful about his action and has had no disciplinary issues in 34 years of incarceration. God give Zagorski mercy. He has asked that if the state refuses mercy he be electrocuted/  Now Governor Bill Lee is still executing

Governor Bill Lee
1st Floor, State Col
Nashville, TN 37243
https://www.tn.gov/governor/contact-us.html



Abolition websites:
Only 8 of 50 US states murdered prisoners in 2018. 42 refused.
All eight have Republican governors while the 2016 Democratic platform called for an end to execution. The 8 states are Alabama, Florida, Georgia, Nebraska, Ohio, Tennessee, and Texas. Ohio is the only northern state involved. Follwoing are
groups working to end prisoner murder and align the US with the
over 81% of the world which does not execute.

Texas
http://tcadp.org
Ohio
http://otse.org
Alabama
www.phadp.org/
Georgians for Alternatives to the Death Penalty
https://www.gfadp.org/

South Dakota

https://www.sdadp.org

Tennessee
http://tennesseedeathpenalty.org/
Floridians for Alternatives to the Death Penalty
https://www.fadp.org/
Nebraskans for Alternatives to the Death Penalty: Home
https://www.nadp.net/
deathpenaltyinfo.org
amnestyusa.org
innocenceproject.org
aclu.org
US Natl www.ncadp.org/
Sister Helen Prejean, author of Dead Man Walking
https://www.sisterhelen.org/

Kentucky

http://kcadp.org

 

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7 Ways Warmonger Executioner Mike DeWine, GOP Candidate, Has Poisoned Ohio Water

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7 Ways Warmonger Executioner Mike DeWine, GOP Candidate, Has Poisoned Ohio Water

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Richard Cordray, Democratic candidate for Ohio governor, is endorsed by President Obama, Senators Bernie Sanders, Elizabeth Warren, and countless others working for fiscal integrity, environmental action, women's rights, an end to Trump's child kidnapping etc. 7 Ways Mike DeWine Helped Poison Ohio Water

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Ohio Republican Attorney General Mike DeWine Helped Make Ohio A Fracking Waste Cesspool

Now there are over 600 injection wells for the toxic water in Ohio, as compared to 7 in Pennsylvania and 65 in West Virginia. The poisoning ot the watershed and continuation of Ohio earthquakes (over 800 in the Youngstown area alone) have been some effects of Ohio fracking. Ohio may be 2nd only to Scott Pruitt's and Jim Inhofe's Oklahoma which has had 5000 fracking earthquakes, including the biggest earthquake ever in Oklahoma.

Other areas of inaction or toxic action by Ohio Republicans include
a. the lead in the pipes of many Ohio communities, including Sebring.
b. the attempt of the Army Corps of Engineers to dump toxic waste into Lake Erie
c. the poisoning of Ohio streams with nicotinic insecticide and fecal matter from Ohio's
factory farms.
d. the lack of effective regulation of fertilizer runoff
e. inactivity re many toxic dump sites from factory pollution

f. DeWine's office and the Ohio legislature have worked to remove the right of local communities to ban fracking.

Mike DeWine was a cocreator of the Iraq War as a G W Bush operative senator. He has with his court cases argued for the rejailing of an innocent prisoner despite judges demanding the prisoner's release. He has argued for execution, helping make Ohio the only Northern state in the last few years to murder prisoners. He has supported the child kidnapping, warmongering, deficit increasing Donald Trump.

DeWine's son Patrick, a judge on the executioner Ohio Supreme Court, has refused to recuse himself in cases involving his father before the court, as Antonin Scalia failed to recuse himself in 2000 though his 2 sons were attorneys for the Bush campaign.

Please, Ohioans, vote for Richard Cordray and Betty Sutton for Ohio governor and lieutenant governor.
They are endorsed by President Barack Obama, Senators Bernie Sanders, Elizabeth Warren, countless environmentalists, consumer
activists etc.


saiom shriver


http://radio.wosu.org/post/ethics-complaint-filed-against-ohio-supreme-c
https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/business/wp/2017/11/15/richard-cordr
http://ecowatch.com/2016/03/07/fracking-wastewater-ohio/
http://www.shakyground.org/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/shakyground-cover. See also:
https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/business/wp/2017/11/15/richard-cordray-is-stepping-down-as-head-of-consumer-financial-prote
http://www.shakyground.org/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/shakyground-cover.jpg

 


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Federalist Society Puts 7 Executioners On List

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Of the nominees for the

Supreme Court submitted

by Leonard Leo and the

Federalists

all seven are

are executioners

... everyone on the list

 

saiom shriver

I Die - February 15, 2012

I'm drowning in this ocean of pain,

And burning in this acid rain.

I'm falling through memories;

Slowly killing me, is this disease.

 

Every night I try to change,

What thoughts run through my head.

But I cannot help,

To what events this may have lead.

 

It kills me every time,

I have to say goodbye,

To the times with no pain;

No suffering in vain.

 

I die from bleeding inside,

The blood pours on the floor.

I die from fatal suicide,

I couldn't take it anymore.

 

I took a kitchen knife,

Or a razor and a lighter.

I ended my life;

I was never any fighter.

 

I've given up on life,

I've given up on me.

I've given up on everything;

Said it cannot be.

 

I've ended my being,

All so you could be free.

I want you to see,

As I end all of me.

 

Now that I'm no more,

My corpse lies on the floor.

Now that I never speak again,

Will you have the strength I never gained?

 

My end, though,

Was a group contribution.

It was thanks to me, and to them,

That led to my execution.

 

Our hearts, our love, it never bends,

But this is how my story ends.

I understand if you cried,

If you hurt when I died.

 

But listen to me now,

You still have time,

Before the pain overcomes

Your whole being, like mine.

 

Run away from it all,

Run away from your past.

I may be dead,

But you will still last.

 

Everything will be all right,

I promise you that, dear.

I'll be in your heart every night;

My spirit will lay near.

 

For the rest of your life,

For the rest of forever,

I can't ever let you forget,

When we were together.

 

Every once in a while,

Will you think of me?

The memories will last,

They will always be.

 

It was not at all your fault,

That I don't live anymore.

I was my own and others;

You I'll always adore.

 

Many years will have passed,

And I will be forgot.

You'll live a better life,

Now that I've died and rot.

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Monster of a Man

My Mum was a barmaid and my brother was a clown

In a miserable dump of a mining town.

 

The harbour smelt like mould

and the houses looked like brothels

and the cats killed your dogs and the drunkards pissed in bottles.

 

My school was a dump

and the children picked on me

and the ceiling had a leak

and the teacher had no teeth.

 

But I didn't attend for long,

and I wasn't exactly sad

but my mother needed help

 because my brother had gone mad.

You see, my brother was a clown

In a shitty little circus

Which was paradise for prostitutes,

for drunkards and for perverts.

 

Plus, my brother a good clown,

but others were pretty crap

so the Circus lost their customers

and that was the end of that.

 

So my dearest older brother

lost his job and joined my mum,

serving ale to vulgar lowlifes,

taking money from the Scum.

 

Despite all this, there was no money

nor was there food upon our plates

So Mum told me "Nell, you're twelve now,

so you should start pulling your weight."

 

I didn't want to do this,

But I really had no choice,

And the Lord Mayor offered me a job

In a most remarkable place.

 

My job was very dangerous and I'm sure it was a crime,

to send a little girl into The Lilac Mine.

 

The Mine was cold and slippery,

not to mention rather dark,

But I had to hold the lanterns,

for the Miners' while they worked.

 

And you might call me crazy,

But I know what I heard,

A gypsy band was singing

Which I know sounds quite absurd,

 

So I tried not to dwell on it,

Because I had to work,

But I was sure that I'd heard songs

Similar to those before...

 

One night, I hid behind a pile

of coal and waited 'til

all the Miners had gone home

and I was sat in the darkness still.

 

I ventured down the darkest parts

of the Lilac Mine,

I could hear the songs and smell the scents

of meat and scotch and wine.

 

This is where my life began to disintegrate to dust,

I don't wish to continue, but really I must.

 

At the bottom of the mine, I found

A cold, colossal cave

Inhabited by people who looked like

A mauve parade.

 

Dozens upon dozens of them jumping around and whooping,

purple clothes and purple hair

They saw me and started smiling.

 

"Join us, little blonde girl,

come and eat some human scraps,

Boiled leg or skewered neck?

Perhaps some belly fat?"

 

I stupidly joined them for dinner,

which was absolutely strange,

for we were eating human brains

and the Purples were deranged.

 

The leader was a sprightly man,

They called him Olly Plum.

He sang the songs and played guitar

and was loved by everyone.

 

The others were his brothers

and his multitude of wives,

but his daughter Violet reminded me

of an old friend of mine.

 

One summer, when I was seven,

I knew a girl called Sally.

We were close companions

'til they found her dead in an alley.

 

The thing about Violet was

not that she was kind,

although she was, and funny and crazy,

but she acted like a child.

 

She danced when her father sang,

and her brothers played the drums,

Her family adored her,

but none more than Olly Plum.

 

Although I loved their music,

I was a little scared.

What if they wanted to eat me?

Oh well. No-one would have cared.

 

I sang with them until Midnight,

by which time I was very tired

I'd hoped my Mum would be sleeping,

but she was waiting by the fire.

 

"Where the hell have you been?!

I've been worried sick!"

"I'm sorry Mum, I just got lost,

took a wrong turn into a ditch!"

 

"That'll explain the state of you. Off you go to bed!

Be sure to come home early tomorrow or trust me, you'll be dead!"

 

I knew my Mum was angry,

but I couldn't have cared less,

because I knew the Purples

would have caused me less distress.

 

I decided I would live with them,

and play their music too.

In hindsight, it was stupid and I'm sure

You think it was too.

 

I went to work and returned to the cave

on the day I turned Thirteen.

I asked to join their band

and Violet gave me a tambourine.

 

"We'll be just like sisters," she whispered to me that night.

But as she came close, I saw in her eyes, something which gave me a fright.

 

The Purples' eye were purple too!

And that's what made me scared.

If I stayed here and my eyes turned mauve,

would my vision be impaired?

 

Apparently not. You see, I asked

 Olly Plum, who said,

that the colour of their eyes

was nought to do with their homestead.

 

"Purple" was a curse of hate,

the townsfolk were to blame.

They chased them into The Lilac Mine

to the Purples' utter shame.

 

"Why Purple, though?" I asked him.

And he answered: it's what becomes

of us people, who are pelted with

the stones and pulp of plums!

 

I took his word for gospel,

and lived happily with his crew...

But one day, I saw in my reflection

that my eyes were purple too!

 

"What is this?!" I cried. "What's happened to me?

I've caught the Purple Curse!"

"Relax," said Violet, "Your eyes are purple,

your life could be much worse!"

 

She couldn't have been more right, you see,

For things began to change.

We'd eaten lots of townsfolk,

so the Mayor had a Search arranged!

 

One night at eleven,

Us Purples tried to be quiet,

but one person who could not sit still

was my darling Best Friend, Violet.

 

She stood up and danced and we begged her to stop

But her feet and arms kept going.

Then, the search party found us all

And the next moment: we were screaming.

 

The Townsfolk were ruthless and hit the Purples'

on their heads.

I begged a Gentleman to stop,

but he arrested me instead!

 

My brother Clown, restored to sanity

Bought me from my cell.

I was relieved, but then he told me

that the Purples were condemned to hell.

 

At their execution, The Magistrate roared:

"These cannibals now shall  hang!"

 But I screamed and I cried and I yelled at him:

"YOU MONSTER OF A MAN!"

 

The first to meet the gallows

Was my darling Violet, who smiled.

"Don't worry, dear Nell. We're both going to hell,

so we'll only be apart for a while!"

 

The rope met her neck and the townsfolk rejoiced

that this monster would soon be dead.

A masked man pulled the leaver and the whole world could hear

the "snap" which had broken her neck.

 

I live with my mother, and whenever she hits me

I can hear poor Violet's neck snap.

They have closed Lilac Mine, but whenever I see it,

Part of me wants to go back...

 

 

 

 

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