If intelligent people can be cruel, they are fools to a monstrous level.
[...] There is another question I want to ask the peaceful and respectable members of society, whose soul has never touched the flames Hell, why open the door before the trapdoor beneath his feet, the offender goes down a black hood on his head? Do not forget, I pray, that soon will do the same to me, therefore I am entitled to ask. It will not, my dear respectable fellow citizens, that these dogs from the gallows, gallows these your dogs are afraid of seeing the faces of victims the signs of the horror of that terrible stain on your behalf, at our office and yours?
And do not forget that this is not the question I ask myself in 1200 before or after Christ, and not at the same time of Jesus this question I express today, in 1913, the year that I'll be hanged, and turn to you, you should be followers of Christ, and your executioners, that I downloaded from this prison and I hid her face under a black cloth that will not have the courage to face the horror they inflict on me while still breathing.
[...] idiot! As if the crude gimmick of a gallows and a rope could choke my immortal existence! On this beautiful land I will continue to move my feet, yes, and I'll do it thousands of times in the full integrity of my body, a leader and as a farmer, and as wise as illiterate, now seated at the top, now groaning under the wheel.
Jack London, The tramp of the stars
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