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Thursday, May 1, 2014

Clayton Lockett's 40 minutes of Fame

Stephanie Neiman
I want to tell you a story of a horrible death.  Her name was Stephanie Neiman.  At 19, she had just graduated from high school.  Stephanie had a brand new Chevy truck with the Tasmanian Devil on it and license plates that read TAZ.  She dropped a friend off at another friends house in time for a home invasion by three men with no empathy and no remorse.

Because this young woman stood-up to these three men.  She was beaten, bond with duct tape.  They beat both of her friends, and raped the woman. Beat the man who was with his 9 month old child.

This girl would not say that she would not contact the police after they were gone. So they let her watch as they dug a shallow grave.  They made her stand in the grave. Shot her with a shoot gun. The shoot gun jammed, so while they went back to the truck to fix it, Clayton Lockett, who directed most of the action remarked, about how tough she was. Then he shot her again, while she begged for her life. While she was still alive and bleeding, they buried her--alive.

The man who directed all of this, was executed this week.  Because this man who lived 15 years longer than the young woman that he tortured and killed, suffered for 40 minutes, we should feel remorse and hurt and sympathy for him.  Isn't this a little like caring more about the the two thieves who suffered and died with Christ than we cared about Christ?

I mourn for the innocent.  I mourn for Stephanie, aborted babies and the suffering of Christ.  I do not mourn nor regret the suffering of an evil man who enjoyed inflicting suffering on others. Do you really expect us to care about the other man who should have died that day--the one who raped and beat an 11 month old?