Brock Turner raped an unconscious woman. He got a six-month sentence. That’s enough white privilege right there: how many people of color are serving 5- and 10-year sentences for non-violent crimes? Actually, how many working class people? How many stoners of all colors?
That wasn’t enough, though. With the lowest sense of self-awareness outside the Trump campaign, Turner’s father argued in a letter to the Court that
incarceration [was] not the appropriate punishment for Brock [because it would be] a steep price to pay for 20 minutes of action out of his 20 plus years of life.
Seriously? Let’s count up the other crimes that can be committed in under 20 minutes that will still get you a significant sentence. Stealing a car? Burgling a house? Hell, you can kill someone in less then 20 minutes — a gunshot takes under one second. Who will stand up at the next murder trial to argue that life in prison is a steep price to pay for 0.20 of a second out of 20 plus years of life?
The letter goes on to parody itself by complaining that Brock no longer enjoys eating “big ribeye steak[s]” . . . or “his favorite snack.” Seriously? We have represented a class of inmates in solitary confinement. They are no longer enjoying ribeyes with their dads. Shall we calculate how long their crimes took and let them out?
I have no words. OK, maybe a few.
Two rants in one day, I think someone isn’t getting enough ketchup in their life.