I don't know about you but a grizzly bear in my backyard would scare the shit out of me. If I thought there was a chance he could get at me…… Well, I would rather it went away on its own and didn't bother me, but if it decided to stay I would be thinking more along the lines of shooting it than feeding it.
That's just common sense.
Our prisons are filled to capacity with animals a great deal more dangerous than any silly little bear. For whatever reason, I have not been able to figure out, our government, in its infinite wisdom, instead of cutting these social rejects down to size, feeds them three nice nutritious meals a day, and then allows them to order more food from prison commissary. Add to that a well stocked weight room, medical care on demand, plenty of rest, and a steady supply of illegal steroids, and these animals grow to such proportions that Arnold next to them looks tiny.
It's just a matter of time before these animals are released one by one onto an unsuspecting public. We might never know about it either, because the poor woman that gets raped in the park right after, never has a chance to scream because this overgrown human misfit, with his new found strength and vigor gained in an overly generous prison system, would have snapped her neck before she could open her mouth to complain.
If we do not have the internal fortitude to punish these assholes like they deserve, punish them until we break their spirits and make them not want to ever commit another crime, we could at least not make them into better killing, raping machines.
I agree that turning them into concentration camp skeletons might be a little extreme, but there has to be a happy medium. We have all the technology in place to solve this problem. Many companies today are already set up for the manufacture of dog and cat food. Why not convert some of these and have them create a nice inmate kibble? A couple of tweaks to the dog formula is all it would take. We could serve it dry for dental health or add a little milk for better taste and consistency. Two cups a day and voila, no more prison created monsters.
But hey, what do I know?
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