Call me a bastard—or worse—if you want, but I’m simply not the least bit sorry that Antonie Dixon is dead. He callously murdered an innocent man and maimed two innocent women and now he’s saved the taxpayers the cost of incarcerating him. Why, exactly, should I feel bad about that?
His lawyer is saying all sorts of lawyer nonsense, blaming the Corrections Department, yadda, yadda, yadda. The fact is, no mainstream Kiwi is mourning his death, and I’m with them. I watched his bug-eyed performance—since that’s what it looked like to us ordinary people—before the TV cameras and I remained unconvinced. From the very beginning, I thought he was acting and nothing since then has made me think otherwise.
Say what you want about this case or about me, but I don’t know a single person who’s sorry that Antonie Dixon is dead.
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