"Knowing full well that nobody would ever be executed in New York, I asked where Wilson could be executed and I was told, Terre Haute, Ind.," said Mike Palladino, president of the Detectives Endowment Association.
That is where McVeigh was dispatched and Wilson the weasel would follow the same express train to a damned eternity. If life were fair.
But as a wise man once said, life isn't fair.
Because when the penalty phase begins on Jan. 10, 2007, you will be able to hear the violins playing even if you're in a 42nd Street subway station in rush hour.
Of course, everyone who has suffered in the aftermath of the execution of undercover Detectives James Nemorin and Rodney Andrews wants to see Wilson's miserable life ended."
Remember this whenever you're watching one of those awful cop shows set in NYC. Especially when the tough talking detective tells a skell that if he doesn't rat on his accomplice it'll be "the needle" for him too. Because there aren't any needles awaiting murderers who ply their trade in the Apple. Blame that on the symbiotic relationship the socialist party shares with low life scum the country over. Vote for us and we'll keep your sons and daughters and husbands and wives safe from capital punishment, and who knows; they might even get parole someday if you vote enough of us into office.
Survival of the lowest of the low. Brought to you by liberal democrats.
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