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PM: Now I'm going to show you a video of an actual grieving mother, Erin Runnion, confronting her daughter's murderer and torturer in court.
As an intentional murderer, Anders Breivik is merely evil.
It begins with the murder of an innocent human being, and it's followed by a trial where the murderer is convicted and sent to death row, and that death sentence is ultimately upheld by the state appellate court.
How can we intervene in the life of a murderer before he's a murderer?
If the law enforcement is trying to find a murderer, or they're trying to catch a drug lord or trying to prevent a school shooting, and they have leads and they have suspects, then it's perfectly fine for them to tap the suspect's phone, and to intercept his Internet communications.
Joe's 32 years old and a murderer.
Nelson came from a prison, raised by a murderer in Massachusetts.
The Dassey case is unique because it made its way into a Netflix series, called "Making a Murderer," which I'm sure many of you saw, and if you haven't, you should definitely watch it.
It was the first time in my life that I had actually thought about the fact that my son would see me as a murderer.
On the contrary, we're fulfilling the murderer's desire to be seen.
Think about this exact scene, when Sherlock is entering the cab in London driven by the murderer he is looking for.
Now, the exact same pattern, I can reactivate in my brain again by telling the word: Sherlock, London, murderer.
Hindu fundamentalists today view this murderer as a national hero, and they want to put up statues of him throughout India.
Let's say that you were a murderer and you were convicted of murder, and you're sent to death row.
He was just a murderer.
And we talked about sharing our experience with potential jurors to give them some insight into what to expect, and to tell them do not be complacent; to know what you believe; to know where you stand and be prepared, because you don't want to walk in one morning as a juror and leave at the end of the trial feeling like a murderer.
And I asked her, "Did that make me a murderer?"
Or maybe we had an axe murderer in our database.
The Texas Tower murderer opened my eyes, in retrospect, when we studied his tragic mass murder, to the importance of play, in that that individual, by deep study, was found to have severe play deprivation.
The pattern is that those people, every one of them I looked at, who was a murderer, and was a serial killer, had damage to their orbital cortex, which is right above the eyes, the orbits, and also the interior part of the temporal lobe.
And he is probably the most prolific mass murderer alive on Earth today.
However, only one person said this: "If you were dying and it were a murder mystery, and you had to carve the name of the murderer into the ground with your dying words."
Personally, I think that the dispersants are a major strategy to hide the body, because we put the murderer in charge of the crime scene.
We decided to call the murderer in prison.
The townsfolk are amazed when she keeps entering dream like trances where she reveals accurate details about the murder and murderer because the police got it all wrong apparently.
The acting was awful as well, along with the scariness of the murderer, who you constantly see through flashbacks locked in a cage jacking off.
He visits his local psychiatrist to see if he is losing his marbles; this proves to be a bad idea, since the shrink is actually a crazy murderer responsible for a spate of grisly killings.
I must confess that the biggest hole in the plot kept me awake for hours, wondering how dumb the screenwriter, the director, Chrisian Slater, Molly Parker, and Stephen Rea could be not to at least explain how our murderer, who was not a lawyer, or a policeman, could go into a locked cell at a jail, kill his second victim, and tie him up from a noose to make it look like suicide???
The problem I have with this documentary lies in the fact that it is a complete love-fest for the murderer, with absolutely no sympathy for the family.
Kathleen Turner struts around in a blond wig, getting her kicks from "pretending" to be a two-bit hooker (she really has a good solid job in the clothing industry and has been hurt so badly by men that this is the only way she can connect), and Tony Perkins plays a hysterical "priest" who is out to maybe murderer her (yet another movie that ends with Tony Perkins in drag).
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