This is not civilized

I don't think I could do it. I only know what I can imagine. I imagine that I watch the lions in a Zoo. They tear a man apart. I don't want his name in the middle of my words, so I call him ABB. He just killed 74 Norwegians. He faced most of them. Then he pulled the trigger.
I don't see his face, I don't hear his screaming, it's not that I want his suffering. I don't care whether he suffers or not. I just want him to disappear in a human way. Feeding lions is not evil. Eating is survival. I never imagined such things before.

It was on the twentysecond of July 2011

This is the moment where I would like to use my tools and form the words, link them into sentences that mean something, perhaps even relieve something and I'm all silence.