Politics and government wasn’t a real big topic in our house growing up, aside from taxation. Mom and dad are small business owners and my dad’s pretty vocal about his stance on taxes, but aside from that we never heard much about those topics.
Even as an adult I don’t feel compelled to bring such topics up, but they do surface every now and again. Tonight we got on the topic of imprisonment and then the death penalty. No idea how, but I’m sure it was a joke that got it going. Now, keep in mind my dad’s a Republican through and through.
Dad: “I don’t really support the death penalty. Innocent people get killed.”
Me: “Yeah. I don’t really figure the government’s responsible enough to handle my health care. I don’t think we need to give them permission to kill people.”
Dad: “Exactly.”
Mom: “Well, what about Ted Bundy?”
Dad: “Well, yeah, I don’t have a problem with that, but there was no doubt the guy was guilty. Kinda like the kid that bombed Oklahoma City. There wasn’t any doubt of their guilt, they deserved to die.”
Me: “Basically, if they’re going to hand out a death sentence somebody needs to be responsible if they’re wrong. Life in prison for any judge and jury that sends somebody to death if we later learn they were innocent.”
Dad: “Prosecutor, not the jury or the judge. It’s usually the prosecutor that’s really pushing for that conviction.”
I’m 28 years old. I’ve never heard a word out of my father before in my life about the death penalty. How in the hell do we have almost identical opinions? Actually the more I think about it hanging the burden on the prosecutor’s neck is the best. They know things that they aren’t going to present in court.
Every now and again when I’m talking to my father I feel like I’m talking to an older, more experienced, version of myself.