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Give Penny Boudreau what she deserves |
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Written by Al Hollingsworth
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Saturday, 18 April 2009 |
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Bill Anderson, who is coming to Casino Nova Scotia on May 9th, had a great country tune called Ninety-nine Years. “My mama always told me better than to play with a loaded gun
If I'd've just listened to her she'd've never had a prisoner for a son,” are the opening lines for Whispering Bill’s hit.
That line came to mind this week when I learned that Penny Boudreau is basking at the Central Nova Scotia Correctional Facility in Burnside, and not doing hard time at a federal prison.
When the Grand Old Opry star croons “Making little bitty rocks out of great big rocks gets old as the days wear on….” It sums up my feelings towards the child-killer. In fact, a daily diet of making little bitty rocks out of great big rocks just might stem the flow of repeat offenders. That and a few hard line judges.
Boudreau received a life sentence in January for killing her daughter Karissa, and should have been on her way to prison within 15 days of her sentencing. Instead she is probably being treated to hair dos, nail treatments, bingo and movie nights. Hey, that’s what she was afforded while on remand, awaiting trial.
Corrections Canada said they are not permitted to speak of specific cases because of the Privacy Act.
Penny Boudreau murdered her 12-year-old daughter and they’re concerned about violating her privacy. Hey, she can have the rights of law abiding citizens when she has done her time. Losing your entitlements should be part and parcel of the sentence.
This case is so typical of a justice system gone soft. There is more concern for the offender than the victim. Karissa is dead. She can’t get better, she can’t come back.
I feel sorry for the police departments who work hard to protect society. They solve a case like this and then watch as bleeding heart courts molly coddle the criminals. They must shake their heads in disbelief.
We don’t have the death penalty, so the maximum sentence is life. In Boudreau’s case it should be just that, life with no chance of parole. Unfortunately, that is not the case and one day she will walk among us, with the same rights and privileges we enjoy.
Until that time, make her life miserable. Make her regret every minute she is behind bars. Make her pay for her heinous crime.
Meanwhile, if she is looking for sympathy, she can find it under “S” in the dictionary.
(Al Hollingsworth is a retired journalist and a former Military Police Officer)
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