Don't get me wrong,
I'm not defending those who destroy others lives. Incidentally, my cousin, while being a bit off the rails at the end, wasn't a bad 'un, he was well liked and very bright, he had made his mistakes, though and he just couldn't deal with the way his life went, he was nothing like as bad as the other guy. He did, of course, make an arse of his life for the last year of it or so, which was a result of getting involved in drugs. Perhaps if you were there to hear his mother's heart break at the funeral you'd have a different opinion of what you describe as people like me, by which I assume you have mistaken me for some bleeding heart, forgive 'em no matter what type. I hated that little shit who put me through that, but I also understood what his family were going through and couldn't bring myself to see how they deserved it. Must be nice to live in a world where people are either good or evil though.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Wed 27 Feb 2008, 17:16, Reply)