I’d like a reinforced cell with an explosive charge under my bed. When my execution date comes, the charge is detonated. The explosion is so fast and violent that my brain ceases to be before the pain signal from my nerves even reaches it. I would never even be aware that my date had come.
Sounds messy. That turns you into human salsa, including the shit in your guts. So you’ll be spending your last days in a room that reeks of the last guy’s splattered poo on the walls.
I’d like a reinforced cell with an explosive charge under my bed. When my execution date comes, the charge is detonated. The explosion is so fast and violent that my brain ceases to be before the pain signal from my nerves even reaches it. I would never even be aware that my date had come.
Sounds messy. That turns you into human salsa, including the shit in your guts. So you’ll be spending your last days in a room that reeks of the last guy’s splattered poo on the walls.