There was this boy I sent to the 'lectric chair at Huntsville here a while back. My arrest and my testimony. He killt a fourteen-year-old girl. Papers said it was a crime of passion but he told me there wasn't any passion to it. Told me that he'd been planning to kill somebody for about as long as he could remember. Said that if they turned him out he'd do it again. Said he knew he was going to hell. "Be there in about fifteen minutes". I don't know what to make of that. I sure do don't. The crime you see now, it's hard to even take its measure. It's not that I'm afraid of it. I always knew you had to be willing to die to even do this job. But, I don't want to push my chips forward and go out and meet something I don't understand. A man would have to put his soul at hazard. He'd have to say, "O.K., I'll be part of this world."
clubs
WereSoAwesome.blogspot.com
music
The StrokesThe KillersCirca SurviveAmong Others...
artists
Julian CasablancasAlbert Hammond Jr
movies
No Country For Old MenA Clockwork OrangeInto The WildLonesome JimThe Life AquaticBroken FlowersEternal Sunshine of the Spotless MindThe Science of Sleep
tv shows
Nip/Tuck
actors
BILL MURRAY
