“Damn it Kyle - I want tears. Not just blubbering.” “I can’t. I’m trying, but I just can’t,” sobbed the teenaged multiple murderer. “You start tearing up, you fucking wimp, or your cellmate will make sure you cry that first night in prison. Cry like the baby you are. Weep like the piece of shit you look like, you girly boy. Own that feeling. Recall it when you’re on the stand, you spoiled piece of crap. You know, if you were black, you would not be alive today. You thank your good lord that he made you white.”
The Rittenhouse Rehearsals
The Rittenhouse Rehearsals
The Rittenhouse Rehearsals
“Damn it Kyle - I want tears. Not just blubbering.” “I can’t. I’m trying, but I just can’t,” sobbed the teenaged multiple murderer. “You start tearing up, you fucking wimp, or your cellmate will make sure you cry that first night in prison. Cry like the baby you are. Weep like the piece of shit you look like, you girly boy. Own that feeling. Recall it when you’re on the stand, you spoiled piece of crap. You know, if you were black, you would not be alive today. You thank your good lord that he made you white.”