I was trying to keep this site out of the slasher side of life, but the smug look on convicted serial killer Robert Pickton’s face in his latest public photo tells me this guy is proud to be a Smug Arrogant Jerk. And he is…
If you have been following the story, you have already experienced that queasy feeling as you read the stories about how this outback Canadian pig farmer would advertise wild parties at his remote farm in hopes of luring drug addicts and prostitutes. After he selected his target from the eclectic group of partygoers, he would isolate the individual, have his way with them, and then murder them in horrible, torturous ways. This guy is a real ‘piece of work’, as they say.
Recently convicted of six murders, the Canadian authorities feel they have good evidence to try him for an additional 20 murders. Reports indicate that Pickton bragged to an undercover cellmate that he was upset they caught him before he could kill one more person, bringing his total to ‘an even 50′. How’s that for Smug Arrogant Jerkiness?
Police are investigating his possible connection to as many as 30 additional unresolved murders in the area. There are a total of 61 women unaccounted for in the area over the last 20 years.
What struck me as particularly Arrogant about Robert Pickton is that he had the gall to announce via letters that he felt it was his god-assigned duty to rid the world of bad people. To justify killing anyone for anything other than imminent threat is ultimate Arrogance, but I suspect this is merely a red herring justification; I am convinced that Robert Pickton enjoyed doing very bad things to undeserving people for his own pleasure. What a Jerk.
Today Robert Pickton was sentenced to life in prison, with no eligibility for parole for at least 25 years. This came as a relief to trial attendees who were worried that he would receive a lighter sentence because the jury only convicted him of ’second degree murder’ instead of ‘first’.
How the jury had any trouble figuring this one out is beyond me (it took them 10 days). And why they couldn’t come together at ‘first degree’ brings up disturbing memories of the OJ trial. I am clenching my teeth right now. However, and nevertheless, the judge came shining through in a moment of wisdom and threw the entire book at this guy. Thanks, Your Honor, you won’t be featured on my blog any time soon.
At times like these, I am certain there are those in Canada who are rethinking their position on capital punishment. I, for one, do not believe Robert Pickton deserves to share another single breath of our precious air. In consolation, I suppose I can at least be happy that the air he does get will never be accompanied by the sweet smell of freedom.
Enjoy your miserable, small, and stinky cell, you Arrogant Jerk.
