Sublime

He was fond of saying that, since to be in prison was simply not to live, the death penalty was the only merciful verdict any jury could deliver. I remember thinking that, in effect, he had never left prison, prison was all that was real to him, he could speak of nothing else. All his movements, even to the lighting of a cigarette, were stealthy,

At Dylann Roof’s bond hearing two days later, the relatives of the victims stood to address him. “I forgive you.” “I forgive you.” “I forgive you.”