Why the Green Mile is a pleasant alternative
Have the Magdalen laundries not taught us enough about guilt, shame and retribution without trying to give them all the kiss of life within the walls of modern prison life?
Personally, I’d happily walk the Green Mile (without one of her smiles) rather than spend time under any correctional regimen designed by her ladyship.
The poor aul cratur probably can’t help it, but does she feel the need to put men down to feel good about herself? I know the churches (puritan as well as Catholic and Protestant) have largely given up on the burning of witches, but in Terry’s case they might be prepared to make an exception. Not to worry.
She need only hang one of her witty columns about her neck, and that’ll be cross and garlic enough for any of them. It would certainly frighten the life out of me.
Richard Dowling,
Coote Street,
Mountrath,
Co Laois.
