Amanda and Philip Peak, of Partington, near Manchester, are despicable stupid cunts and I\’m glad their children are dead.
Harsh? Well, yes. Fair? Well, yes. Why?
1) they exemplify the modern \’person to whom a bad but unusual thing has happened\’ tendency to assume that Terrible Terrible Badness, and not Miserable Luck is at fault – despite the fact that if anything bad happens to you, up to and including murder, bad luck will almost inevitably have far more impact than anyone\’s malicious intentions (with \’your own stupidity\’ and \’other people\’s stupidity\’ also counting way above \’badness, malice etc\’ in the list).
2) they also exemplify the current government\’s utterly insane tendency to deal with harmful things that are already illegal by proposing to make things that aren\’t harmful illegal. In this case, because someone who was at more than twice the drink-drive limit crashed into their car, they want to cut the drink-drive limit to zero.
Now, on 1 I\’m absolutely fucking right: it\’s very easy to do stupid things that could kill someone; we all do stupid things that could kill someone on a regular basis; anyone who says they don\’t is a liar and a hypocrite; and therefore when someone kills someone by doing a stupid thing, we should view it primarily as a terrible shame rather than an opportunity to satisfy Um Primitive Tribal Rage God by sacrificing the other person on an altar of pointless cruelty.
However, I accept that most people in society are barbaric fuckwits who barely deserve the title \’human\’, and therefore will concede this point to the primitive \’oooh, punish, punish, punish\’ morons until I\’m dictator, at which point I\’ll contrive bizarre and elaborate schemes to ensure that every single potentially dangerous action one of these people takes brings horrible pain and suffering to a loved one, then ask them how they feel about punishing people for bad luck a year later.
(yes, drinking and driving bad mkay; no, I\’ve never drink-driven. If I was in a hotel at 6AM drunk-but-feeling-sober after two hours sleep and I got a text that my relationship with the person I loved was fucked up, would I definitely be able to stop myself from going and sort things out? Anyone who says they definitely wouldn\’t is a liar, and I despise them for their utter cant and wish nothing but suffering on them. Because they\’re malicious, whereas Luke McCormick wasn\’t. That makes them worse than if he\’d killed a fucking *million* children).
(also, on what planet is a minimum 3.5 years in jail, plus entirely losing your only shot at a decent career, not an incredibly severe punishment? Again, I\’d love to see how the Peaks and their defenders would cope with the same – *extremely fucking harsh* situation).
Anyway. Enough; I\’ll concede that point to you barbarians and morons.
Point two alone is enough to want the Peaks strung up. In exchange for *absolutely fucking nothing*, for a measure that would have done *literally fuck all* to save their kids\’ lives, they want to make it effectively impossible to enjoy the excellent pleasure of going to a country pub and having a couple of beers with lunch. That isn\’t worth it. It fucking isn\’t. Even if there were evidence that a lower limit would save lives, which there isn\’t, it still wouldn\’t be enough: given that the value of a life is set at approximately Â£1m in benefit-cost analysis, if countryside drinking killed 10 people a year but provided Â£11m worth of amusement, then banning it would be moronic. But there isn\’t, so the point is even stupider.
In short, fuck them; if there\’s any inheritability at all to intelligence, I\’m glad their kids won\’t grow up to vote.