The AP describes Moussaoui's hateful remarks in his murder trial. He is a typical Muslim extremist: he takes joy in other people's pain, saying that a woman Naval officer who wept on the witness stand as she recalled two associates who were killed "made my day." He expresses desire to harm infidels with further terrorist attacks, and feels a great sense of justification and satisfaction in attacking people who have done him no harm. He is openly hateful, cruel and vengeful. In other words, he's a Middle-Eastern Muslim, a walking adverstisement for the world's most hateful religion, the ideology that turns men into monsters.
One part of me shouts "KILL HIM!" But in truth, he would suffer far more if he is not "martyred," but imprisoned for life in security confinement, watching himself turn older each day in the mirror, without a wife, children, family or friends, without a future, without hope.
If he is martyred, on the other hand, he is revered as a hero in Muslim Land, looked to as an inspiration and example. As a prison lifer, he becomes an increasingly pathetic wretch, more worthy of pity than praise, and suffers a degrading, ignonimous end instead of glorious martyrdom. More important, if he is not martyred, then he has no guarantee of the Big Bordello in the Sky and loses his value as an example for Muslim youth.
I remember that day in June 1967 when Robert Kennedy was murdered by Sirhan Bishara Sirhan, a rotten little Muslim who resented Kennedy's support of Israel. Every few years an increasingly older Sirhan begs for parole and is turned down every time. He has found that there are worse things than death. His lot is continuing despair, desperation and hopelessness. Enjoy, Sirhan.
Yes, it would make Moussaoui suffer a lot more if we give him life imprisonment. In a few days or weeks after his cell door clangs shut in his face, he will no longer enjoy the limelight, the news coverage, the adulation of his fellow vermin. He will be quickly forgotten, his hateful name a mere footnote to history and he will be the living dead, alone, without any purpose to the gray despair that his life will become. No, don't kill him, it is far too kind. Let him rot.
