She died today. Finally.
I admit that I am not a truly forgiving person. For one thing, I foolishly insist on a person demonstrating remorse before I’ll even consider it. To the best of my knowledge Reno never once expressed a modicum of actual regret for overseeing the gassing and incineration of 80 men, women, and children. To the contrary, she was proud of having brought in “good rent-a-cars” — modified tanks to normal people — to finish the job.
No wonder she favored victim disarmament.
And it’s hard for me to forget she was at the forefront of the “Satanic ritual child abuse” craze, sending innocent people to prison for things that existed only in the interrogators’ fevered imaginations.
If I were a religious person, I might be anticipating her finally facing judgment. Perhaps even discovering “Oh, so THIS is what it felt like for all those women & children to burn alive in Waco’ – #JanetReno in hell”. But I’m not.
Instead, I’m left with, “It’s about damned time,” and the sick realization that more Waco monsters remain in our midst. And just might be the US’ next President.