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I reject the notion that he was found not guilty by a jury of his peers.
There weren’t any mothers on that jury.
I reject the notion that evidence is inadmissable.
They couldn’t see the photos.
I reject the notion of double jeopardy.
There are some things that make you forever guilty.
I reject the notion of cruel and unusual punishment.
There might come a time when I let him out of the cage I put him in.
I reject the notion that “Do Unto Others” advocates exclusively for kindness.
There are times when cruelty begets cruelty, when violence demands violence.
I reject the notion of a minimum or maximum sentence.
I will surgically remove a piece of his skin for each and every day that I have had to live without my child.
I reject the notion that I have somehow become a monster.
There is a universal principle, an eternal law, an innate righteousness guiding and condoning what I am doing.
I reject the notion that I should give a fuck what you think.
There might come a time when you find yourself in my shoes and only then can you judge me.