I don't know why everyone is getting all personal about it. It's not a personal issue, it's an opinion on whether we encarcerate or excecute our very worst. It's an intellectual argument about revenge, guilt, responsibility and morality. Can you compare the impact on either a hangman or the jailer who passes food through a hole to the lifer for 30 years? What about the parole boad who free a child murderer who murders again? What about the child murderer who is allowed to socialise in prison then is attacked and successfully sues the prison service for £100k (using £900k of legal aid). £100k being 10X the amount the inmate's original victims' families received?
Who's emotions are most important? I think it is a collective avoidance of guilt and responsibility by weak politicians? Myra Hindley almost became a media celebrity, courted by doddery old Lords when in fact whe was just a vile bitch. She was allowed to smoker herself to death whilst also taking educational courses not available to those who earn an honest living.
Testimony from Dave Hill:
"[Brady] opened the door and he said in a very loud voice for him [...] "Do you want those miniatures?" I nodded my head to say yes and he led me into the kitchen [...] and he gave me three miniature bottles of spirits and said: "Do you want the rest?" When I first walked into the house, the door to the living room [...] was closed. [...] Ian went into the living room and I waited in the kitchen. I waited about a minute or two then suddenly I heard a hell of a scream; it sounded like a woman, really high-pitched. Then the screams carried on, one after another really loud. Then I heard Myra shout, "Dave, help him," very loud. When I ran in I just stood inside the living room and I saw a young lad. He was lying with his head and shoulders on the couch and his legs were on the floor. He was facing upwards. Ian was standing over him, facing him, with his legs on either side of the young lad's legs. The lad was still screaming. [...] Ian had a hatchet in his hand [...] he was holding it above his head and he hit the lad on the left side of his head with the hatchet. I heard the blow, it was a terrible hard blow, it sounded horrible."
I'd offer you a beer, but I've only got six cans.