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thepersonalquotes · 10 months
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I don't think anybody's necessarily ready for death. You can only hope that when it approaches, you feel like you've said what you wanted to say. Nobody wants to go out in mid-sentence.
Johnny Depp
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reasonsforhope · 1 year
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"New Mexico Democratic Gov. Michelle Lujan Grisham signed a bill into law Friday that prohibits sentencing juvenile offenders to life in prison without eligibility for parole.
Under SB64, the No Life Sentences for Juveniles Act, offenders who committed crimes when they were younger than 18 and received life sentences will be eligible for parole hearings 15 to 25 years into their sentences, depending on the conviction, according to the state’s legislative website.
The legislation also applies to juveniles who were found guilty of first-degree murder even if they were tried as adults. If any juvenile offender is denied parole, they will “be entitled to a parole hearing at two-year intervals,” according to the bill.
New Mexico joins a slew of states that have enacted similar sentencing measures following a 2021 Supreme Court ruling that made it easier for those who committed their crimes when they were younger than 18 to be sentenced to prison for life without parole.
“When children commit serious crimes, they should be held accountable, but they should not spend their entire lives in prison without a chance for redemption,” said Democratic state Sen. Kristina Ortez, one of the bill’s sponsors, in a Facebook post...
The legislation passed the state Senate in late February with bipartisan support, and passed in the House earlier this week along party lines.
Illinois also passed a bill last month banning juvenile life sentences without parole. At least 24 other states and Washington, DC, have similar laws, according to the Campaign for the Fair Sentencing of Youth, a nonprofit advocacy organization."
-via CNN, 3/18/23
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atomic-bomn · 4 months
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The Crime of Andrew and Ashley tallied up its obvious life whether life is sentenced or not, For the severity of the crimes they most likely got the maximum for a lot of the crimes. It's not explicitly stated where they are in the world if they are in a place in our world so I'm just going to go off my state penal codes and crime laws.
Andrew: 5 (Possible) life sentences, possible execution×2, 160 years and 4 months.
In chronological order.
Manslaughter: Andrew asked that girl to come to the Warehouse where he knew Ashley was going to do something sinister. Seeing as they were kids in the time they did this crime I'm not sure what would be sentenced then but if it were to be discovered now it would carry a sentence of 3-11 years seeing the gravity of the crime (Locking someone in a crate until they suffocated) I would assume the maximum sentence would be enacted.
Kidnapping: Aggravated kidnapping as the person was under the age of 16. Which charges a hefty sentence of 30 years with a minimum of 6 and the possible life without parole. However it does not state how old they are. If they were under 12 no prosecution would be enacted but instead heavy probation and monitoring. Probably be placed into government care as well. This goes for the manslaughter charge as well.
Burying the body of the girl in of itself is two years and six months.
Breaking and entering: Breaking onto someones porch more than one time. It's not that serious at only 6 months.
Mutilation of a body: mutilating the body of the cultist is a change of 12 years, 7.5 years initial confinement and 5 years extended supervision and hiding said body is only a year
Cannibalism: there is no direct law for cannibalism in my state however In Idaho it's a maximum of 14 years in prison. It does also carry a life sentence in other places of the world.
Murder: Andrew murdered the warden after finding Ashley in the cultists room. It gets a bit complicated in the fact that the wardens were doing something highly illegal in of itself and Ashley was in a murder scene. However it doesn't change anything as it is just murder. Second degree murder charge is 15 to life
Murder and coercion: They used the girl on the floor above to call the guard to the floor below and murder him. That was 1st degree murder and has a charge of 25 years, Coercion (For what they did) 20 and second degree once more is 15 to life.
Murder again. I assume the hitman wouldn't be known by the general public nevertheless less it's still a murder charge. It would be hard to tell if the Hitman was trying to kill the duo or not so it would be seen as a murder and a dumped body. 25 Years.
Grand theft Auto: 3 Years.
Trespassing: Going into someone's backyard without their knowledge or permission. 6 months.
Ritualistic sacrifice: No direct charges for It but many sources say it's the maximum charge as murder. Life without parole or death.
Familicide: Death.
Credit card theft: Stealing someone's credit card while having them at gunpoint is Robbery. 9 years.
I didn't double up crimes (Besides murder) but if I were to it would be 161 years straight and the combined fines would be: $291,000
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rapeculturerealities · 8 months
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Danny Masterson Sentenced 30 Years to Life on 2 Counts of Rape | The Mary Sue
Danny Masterson, who once starred on the forever-tainted sitcom That ’70s Show, has been sentenced to 30 years to life in prison for the rapes of two women. Los Angeles Superior Court Judge Charlaine F. Olmedo handed down the sentence on Thursday after hearing statements from both women about the trauma and suffering they have experienced in the two decades since they were raped.
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tomorrowusa · 8 months
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Proud Boys leader Enrique Tarrio sentenced to 22 years in prison in Jan. 6 seditious conspiracy case
Lock up all the terrorist traitors – including their leader Donald Trump.
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quotelr · 1 year
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Let grammar, punctuation, and spelling into your life! Even the most energetic and wonderful mess has to be turned into sentences.
Terry Pratchett
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evilhorse · 2 years
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I suggested we toss you all into a volcano.
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hookaroo · 10 months
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Laden of the Torn (3 of 25)
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AO3 link Catch up on tumblr: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Tagging @priscilla9993 @cocohook38 <3
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The magistrate was a somber older gentleman who worked quickly through the business at hand. He listened to the case against Ahab and Killian without comment. Then, as both defendants were dragged roughly to their feet, he launched immediately into a recitation of his judgment.
“An orderly society requires laws, and those laws carry penalties for citizens who break them. You have been convicted of public dueling, and by order of their majesties Queen Snow and King David, this offense carries a fine of one thousand pounds, or seven years’ hard labor, with reasonable accommodations made for your respective physical disabilities…”
The remainder of his reproachful speech was drowned out by the helpless panic that flooded through Killian as his battered brain hatched a dozen desperate escape scenarios. An ice-cold knot settled in the pit of his stomach, entirely separate from the twisting spasms that had plagued him all afternoon. Seven years…
As if from a distance, a question was posed to Ahab, and Killian forced himself to apply half of his attention, knowing he would be addressed next.
“I am deeply remorseful for my participation in such a deplorable act,” said Ahab smoothly, displaying the appropriate contrition regardless of how he might actually be feeling. “I am prepared to pay the full sum today and give my oath that I will never again be found in violation of any of this land’s laws.”
Killian stared. One thousand pounds was an impressive sum to have on hand. Even at the height of his pirating days, it would have taken several successful raids to gather such an amount. The magistrate appeared slightly taken aback as well, but only for a moment. He nodded once and dipped his quill, saying,
“Have payment delivered to my bailiff following today’s proceedings. He will then sign for your release.”
As the magistrate made a note in his records book, Ahab replied,
“If it please your Honor, my associate is here now with the funds. We do not wish to take up any more of your time or hospitality.”
From the corner, the bailiff glanced at the magistrate, who nodded his approval. Killian watched a man appear at Ahab’s shoulder: the very same who had acted as his second that fateful day so many long months ago. Killian couldn’t believe he hadn’t noticed his entrance, although he did have much more serious things to be worrying about. The bigger question was how they had known the required amount ahead of time. Unless Ahab had somehow anticipated he would be captured at this very moment and had done some research beforehand…
As the bailiff quietly counted the sum handed over by Ahab’s second, the magistrate finally turned his attention to Killian.
“Captain Jones? Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
Killian’s guard prodded him to stand up straighter. Arm pressed tightly to his torso, he made an attempt but couldn’t quite manage a fully upright posture. “Your Honor… I, too, offer my deepest apologies and assure you I have no intention of causing any further trouble. But please… I beg you… I am the sole provider for my young daughter. She has no one else in this world. I can’t pay the full fine right now, but if you would allow me some time…”
The magistrate’s stern countenance did not change in the slightest. “This isn’t the first time I’ve heard such excuses, Captain. The law makes no exception for irresponsible fathers. If you can provide at least one quarter of the sum by sunrise, you will be allowed to remain imprisoned here for up to one month while your friends and family gather the rest. Otherwise, there is a prison caravan arriving in the morning which will escort you to a rock quarry to serve out your sentence.”
Even if Killian could somehow contact Captain Smee so quickly, it was unlikely he would be in the vicinity with enough funds to satisfy the conditions just offered. And he wasn’t left with many other options when it came to allies… 
Breathless with despair, Killian continued his plea for mercy. 
“Please, your Honor, she’ll be left all alone; can’t you make any sort of concession for her sake? A reduced fine, or simply a longer time to pay it… add on any equivalent penalties you see fit. Throw me in the stocks, or order a public flogging; I’ll do anything. Just please don’t send me away from her. She needs me!”
Standing near the door, his chains being removed by the bailiff, Captain Ahab casually suggested,
“Taking his trigger finger would make it harder for a repeat offense.”
As much as the thought terrified Killian, even that would be preferable to seven years away from his quest to free Alice. He returned his tearful gaze to the man who would decide his fate, praying he would be reasonable. 
Unsurprisingly, his prayers were met with a resounding negative. Even before the magistrate began to speak, Killian could see that he was unmoved.
“I am sorry that your daughter will share in your punishment. But you should have considered the consequences before you broke the law. There are orphanages and workhouses for these very situations. If you are lucky, you can reunite with her once your sentence has been served.”
Any further protest was drowned out by the ring of his gavel, and the final strike sounded like the lid of a coffin slamming into place. Killian’s frantic struggles as he was dragged from the room were cut short by a barrage of vicious blows from his two jailers, and he was only half-aware by the time they tossed him back into his cell to await the morning.
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No number of eloquent appeals to the gods could stop the sun rising. Shoulder to the wall, Killian sat watching the cobwebs’ shading go from gunpowder to mist and trying to ignore the constant stabbing in his gut and the ache in his head. Seven years. Alice would be a young woman by then. Gods. He would hardly recognize her… if he managed to survive that long. At least he could take a guilty kind of solace in the fact that he would know where to find her afterwards. Even if the prison guards hadn’t laughed in his face when they had come to find out her location, quickly writing off her existence as an elaborate story Killian had dreamed up to lessen his sentence, they would have had just as much success getting her free to send her to some workhouse as he’d had in all these years of trying. 
Another violent twisting in his belly soon had him doubled over, gasping. Forget the hard labor, this current malady had the potential to finish him off long before he even reached the quarry. Quietly cursing bread mold, scummy water, concussions, and every combination of the above, he waited for the cramping to subside. Fifty-fifty chance it would then become the nausea that had afflicted him all night. If he was expected to walk any distance that day, it was shaping up to be an extremely miserable journey indeed.
Still in the throes of the attack, Killian vaguely heard a commotion from down the hall, but could spare it no thought until, eventually, it carried over into his own cell. Even then, all he could do was listen with half an ear, both arms crossed over his midsection as he stole mini-breaths through the tension.
“Cor, the stench in ‘ere,” complained one of Killian’s visitors as the cell door screeched open.
“Nervous stomach, old man?” sneered a second voice, seemingly less affected than his companion. Killian kept his head bowed and eyes tightly shut, his only defense against a potential addition to the offending miasma.
“Come on. The sooner we gets ‘em shackled, the sooner the chain gang leaves us in peace.”
The rattle of heavy iron links drew closer, accompanied by booted feet, and Killian peeled an eye open. Before he could even begin to make sense of the scene, blurry arms thrust a spearpoint up underneath his chin in an uncomfortable warning against resistance. Killian straightened as much as he was able and showed his empty hand as appeasement, but the pressure from the weapon did not ease.
“Convicted of public dueling, eh?” growled the guard with the spear. “Is that how you lost your hand, too? Think you’re some dashing knight on a quest for glory? Well, look where it’s got you.”
The second man tossed a heavy ball and chain at his feet, sending earsplitting echoes reverberating around the cell.
“Not so tough now, are you?” he taunted. “Finally facing the consequences of your own actions?” Roughly, he grabbed Killian’s ankle and pulled his leg out straight. “It’s all an adventure until an innocent bystander is harmed.”
Killian did not resist, and he didn’t see any reason to argue, either. The man was right on both counts, though Zeus knew no consequence could be greater than the one he’d already been facing. And an innocent had been harmed, just not in the way this man was imagining.
An iron shackle closed around his ankle, snug over his trouser cuff, and Killian shut his eyes in defeat as the guard secured the lock on what would likely be his closest companion for the majority of the next decade. The thought caused his insides to clench even harder than they already were, but his grimacing attempt to double over was cut short by the spearpoint at his throat. He drew some slow breaths. If he vomited now, he would likely end up with steel through the jugular.
The second guard gave a hearty tug at Killian’s new shackle, testing its soundness, then he clambered to his feet.
“Now then, you blaggard. Enjoy a bit of rest until the caravan is ready for you. It may be your last opportunity for the foreseeable future.”
Killian did not need to open his eyes to detect the self-satisfied smirk in the comment. The pressure against his windpipe finally eased, heavy boots retreated, and the door shut with a clang. Killian curled in on himself once more, feeling the demoralizing weight tugging at his ankle. He was in no condition to travel; surely the authorities could see that? Seven years wasn’t overtly meant as a death sentence, though conceivably they might turn a blind eye to convicts being worked to death. He let out a shuddering sigh as he visualized the location of his bucket, should a panicked lunge become necessary.
He desperately needed the aforementioned rest, but would not get any. Right now, he wouldn’t bet on his ability to survive the next seven days, much less years.
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bispectacular · 1 year
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I think what's frustrating about prison abolition is that people don't answer the question of "what do we do with abusers/rapists/murderers" with a direct answer, even though it's a very real fear that a lot of people have. Restorative practices will reduce crime. Abolishing the prison system, which is exploitative and dangerous, will reduce harm. Investing in communities and eradicating poverty will solve a lot of problems. I'm not arguing any of these points, because they're true. But what do we do with the outliers? The ones that will murder and rape and abuse regardless of interventions and restorative practices? We're not doing anything with them now, I understand that, so what do we do when the prisons are abolished? What is a concrete action that we can take to address these problems?
I don't know the answer, and nothing I read or research answers it either. If any of you know I'd greatly appreciate opening up the conversation.
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reverietruecrime · 1 year
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New Podcast Episode!
This episode is from my guest appearance on True Crime Cat Lawyer last year. Elyse is a lawyer and it was very interesting hearing the legal aspects of this case. We discussed the case of Michelle Carter and Conrad Roy.
Conrad Roy was 18 and his girlfriend, Michelle Carter, was 17 in 2014. Conrad struggled with his mental health for years, attempting to take his life in the past but he would always find a way to get help before it was too late. He had also been on psychiatric medications. Michelle was extremely manipulative with possible mental health issues of her own. Even though they only lived 30 minutes away from each other, they never spent time together in person. Michelle convinced him over texts, e-mails, and phone calls to take his own life.
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does anybody know how to make like a proper tumblr account? like I'm talking, "ask me anything" or "Request" tabs under the heading? If anybody could help me out that would be great!
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pjharvey · 2 months
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making fun of americans is pretty much always ok if youre not doing it in an edgelord “you guys have so many school shootings” way or acting like we’re the only country that has racism. but like posts about americans and hamburger get me every time
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creepymutelilbugger · 8 months
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i honestly don't even care if ive already posted this. look at it again
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beaft · 3 months
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google help me
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tomorrowusa · 10 months
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A Trump indictment angle on an old joke.
Just Security, a site based at the Reiss Center on Law and Security at New York University School of Law, has these estimates of Trump's sentence.
How Much Prison Time Does Former President Trump Face? Applying the U.S. Sentencing Guidelines
It's quite complicated and depends on a lot of factors. But if he...
Doesn't take responsibility for his actions (he never does lol)
Gets the low end of the sentencing level on the most serious charge
Is sentenced to concurrent terms rather than consecutive ones
... his sentence would likely be 210 months (17.5 years). He'd be out in time for the 2042 election.
If I were his attorney, I'd advise him to plead insanity. That might be credible with a jury. 🙂
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evilhorse · 2 years
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No! That’s unfair!
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