Call me an ascetic Neanderthal who needs to wake up and smell the 21st century. Call me a misanthrope ruffian who needs to learn the word compassion.
Whatever you call me, understand I don’t really care when it comes something called “Prisoners’ Rights.”
For the rare exception of innocent people jailed for crimes they didn’t commit, I pray God weeds every one of those individuals out from their personal bondage and frees them duly in terms of a sizable law suit.
However, for the status quo, these folk lost their rights the moment they took them from someone unaware.
Here’s a nitwit who admittedly raped two women after he probably spiked their drinks in a pub. Admittedly. Ergo, his rights went out of style like parachute pants. Really fast!
There he is, three hots and a cot when suddenly, a man fresh from a jailhouse salvation becomes his bunkmate. His new buddy begins to proselytize about the goodness of God. And that’s when we discover Relf here is an Atheist.
A source said Relf was “furious” at having to share at Manchester Prison with the Christian convict and wanted him to be “evicted”. He said: “He moaned about how the guy wouldn’t shut up about God. He said he wanted to speak to a lawyer about his rights so he could be moved cells.”