Doing right by doing wrong. 

Jeff Jacoby:

STANLEY ”TOOKIE” Williams is scheduled to die by lethal injection in California’s San Quentin prison next Tuesday. His death will occur nearly 27 years after he brutally murdered Albert Owens, a 7-Eleven clerk in Whittier, Calif., and three members of the Yang family — Yen-I Yang, Tsai-Shai Yang, and their daughter, Yee-Chen Lin — at the Brookhaven Motel in Los Angeles.

Unlike the peaceful, painless demise awaiting Williams, the deaths of his victims were horrific: He shot each of them at close range with a 12-gauge shotgun, shattering their bodies so that they died in agony. Their suffering amused him. ”You should have heard the way he sounded when I shot him,” Williams bragged after killing Albert Owens. According to the district attorney’s summary of the evidence, ”Williams then made gurgling or growling noises and laughed hysterically about Owens’s death.”

Tucker Carlson:

In the weeks before the execution, Bush says, a number of protesters came to Austin to demand clemency for Karla Faye Tucker. “Did you meet with any of them?” I ask. Bush whips around and stares at me. “No, I didn’t meet with any of them,” he snaps, as though I’ve just asked the dumbest, most offensive question ever posed. “I didn’t meet with Larry King either when he came down for it. I watched his interview with Tucker, though. He asked her real difficult questions like, “What would you say to Governor Bush?” “What was her answer?” I wonder. “Please,” Bush whimpers, his lips pursed in mock desperation, “don’t kill me.” I must look shocked–ridiculing the pleas of a condemned prisoner who has since been executed seems odd and cruel–because he immediately stops smirking.

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