Alecto said:
Do you think you could you ever take the life of annother human being on purpose and not feel guilt? Please explain
I bet many people will not like me after this explanation

First off, I voted yes.
One day, a little over a year ago (I still lived with mom in a house, not an appartment), a few months before school was out some idiot tried to break into my house. I had seemingly just gotten to sleep and I was awoken this odd sound at the door and the dog (a timberland shepherd, trained as an attack dog) go into angry mode. Being the crazy guy I am, and legal or not, I hopped out of bed, grabed my shotgun (12 ga remmy 870 with a slug barrel, as I hadnt put the smoothbore back on yet after some slug practice) and found 4 rounds of 00 buck. I went to my bedroom window and saw some looser dressed in black (he wasnt a cop or police, id know. Im friends with most officers including swat; wasnt neighborhood security and wasnt a neighbor either; also no one had business with us at midnight) trying to
pick my front door. I ran to a shadowy spot in the hallway that connected my room to the main hall. I aimed neck level and the distance was very short, but it would be near impossible to see me due to the lighting and the properties of the glass door, but I could see him clearly. If this guy merely opened the door or tries to break it the dog wouldnt have a chance to eat him he would have been dead so fast. I dont know what was up with this guy, or why he would use picking tools on a front door, but he was at the mercy of me knowing that if he didnt cross the threshold of the door and I shot Id be in big trouble, much moreso than if he got in. Then my mom finally shows up in the hall (wonderin where the heck she was) with a white robe on, freaks out, and the guy runs. No shots fired, happy me. Mom was pretty shaken up too. Her, moreso than me.
But its the afterthought that makes it kinda disturbing. Without thought I knew exactly what was required to be done and I had absolutly no problem if such force was required. Its my ease that scares me, and how I could care less; it was like pre-programmed that I act that way and not care. I honestly feel that there is something wrong with me in that regard, almost like a psyche disease. Not only would I not feel any guilt, but I could do it as swiftly. I think thats somewhat sick.
There is so much that happened there that was illeggal, anyone reading, please dont remingd me. I can list everything that was un-lawfull.
Cant life just be a bummer sometimes?