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The Death Penalty
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These petitioners call the death penalty “a relic of barbarism,” which is neither conclusive nor true. What is required is not loose assertion and dogs-eared phrases, but evidence of futility, or, in lack of that, cogent reasoning. It is true that the most barbarous nations inflict the death penalty most frequently and for the greatest number of offenses, but that is because barbarians are more criminal in instinct and less easily controlled by gentle methods than civilized peoples. That is why we call them barbarous. It is not so very long since our English ancestors punished more than forty kinds of crime with death. The fact that the hangman, the boiler-in-oil and the breaker-on-the-wheel had their hands full does not show that the laws were futile; it shows that the dear old boys from whom we are proud to derive ourselves were a bad lot–of which we have abundant corroborative evidence in their brutal pastimes and in their manners and customs generally. To have restrained that crowd by the rose-water methods of modern penology–that is unthinkable.
The death penalty, say the memorialists, “creates blood-thirstiness in the unthinking masses and defeats its own ends. It is a cause of murder, not a check.” These gentlemen are themselves of “the unthinking masses”–they do not know how to think. Let them try to trace and lucidly expound the chain of motives lying between the knowledge that a murderer has been hanged and the wish to commit a murder. How, precisely, does the one beget the other? By what unearthly process of reasoning does a man turning away from the gallows persuade himself that it is expedient to incur the danger of hanging? Let us have pointed out to us the several steps in that remarkable mental progress. Obviously, the thing is absurd; one might as reasonably say that contemplation of a pitted face will make a man go and catch smallpox, or the spectacle of an amputated limb on the scrap-heap of a hospital tempt him to cut off his arm.
“An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth,” says the Theosophist, “is not justice. It is revenge and unworthy of a Christian civilization.” It is exact justice: nobody can think of anything more accurately just than such punishments would be, whatever the motive in awarding them. Unfortunately such a system is not practicable, but he who denies its absolute justice must deny also the justice of a bushel of corn for a bushel of corn, a dollar for a dollar, service for service. We can not undertake by such clumsy means as laws and courts to do to the criminal exactly what he has done to his victim, but to demand a life for a life is simple, practicable, expedient and (therefore) right.
Here are two of these gentlemen’s dicta, between which they inserted the one just considered, though properly they should go together in frank inconsistency:
“6. It [the death penalty] punishes the innocent a thousand times more than the guilty. Death is merciful to the tortures which the living relatives must undergo. And they have committed no crime.”
“8. Death penalties have not the deterring influence which imprisonment for life carries. Mere death is not dreaded. See the number of suicides. Hopeless captivity is much more severe.”
Merely noting that the “living relatives” whose sorrows so sympathetically affect these soft-hearted and soft-headed persons are those of the murderer, not those of his victim, let us consider what they really say, not what they think they say: “Death is no very great punishment, for the criminal doesn’t mind it much, but hopeless captivity is a very great punishment indeed Therefore, let us spare the assassin’s family the tortures they will suffer if we inflict the lighter penalty. Let us make it easier for them by inflicting the severer one.”
There is sense for you!–sense of the sound old fruity Theosophical sort–the kind of sense that has lifted “The Beautiful Cult” out of the dark domain of reason into the serene altitudes of inexpressible Thrill!