Cold-blooded panic

In January 2010, former Canadian Forces soldier Jason John Ouimet murdered Duane John Lacquette in Brandon, Manitoba. Ouimet claims that he had fallen asleep after a night of drinking and hanging out with Lacquette and woke to his friend giving him oral sex. They fought, which ended with Ouimet strangling Lacquette and killing him.

“Mr Ouimet knew that Mr Lacquette was gay — he had propositioned him earlier in the evening [and] he just said, ‘No, thank you,'” defence lawyer Roberta Campbell told reporters outside court. “This is about a reaction to an unlawful touching and unwanted touching.”

Fuck off! He killed a guy with his bare hands. I’ve never strangled anything but my dick, but from what I hear, it’s not exactly easy to literally squeeze the life out of someone (not nearly as easy as squeezing the life into someone. . .)

“Oh, really, Raziel, making sex jokes while reporting on a murder is so uncouth!” — My mother.

Listen, I don’t care if the dude woke up with his cock so far down Lacquette’s throat his stomach was trying to digest it. That does not ignite any kind of “gay panic” because such a thing doesn’t exist.

I hate children, okay? Yeah, that’s right: I think your ugly brat is annoying and has bad manners. Parents don’t know how to raise their kids, and the result is that they’re unpredictable little shits who make me nervous. Leave me alone with them and I’ll probably panic, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to strangle them! I know, you’re reading this thinking, What the fuck is this dumb blond bitch writing about now — did he really just compare Lacquette’s murder to strangling unruly children? YES, I DID. Because killing someone over “panic” is a lame fucking cop-out that makes a mockery not only of the judicial system, but of the human race. If panic was a legitimate licence to kill, I’d commit suicide every time I get a pimple.

Yes, Lacquette’s alleged (unfortunately, he’s not around to tell his side of the story) behaviour was beyond inappropriate. Consent is important, people! But his actions are not to be blamed for his death. The cold blood of his attacker is.

Duane John Lacquette was 21 years old when he was murdered. Jason John Ouimet was sentenced to five years’ imprisonment for the murder, less than a quarter of the life he took.

Now that is something to panic about.

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