I’ve been disabled for a few days, but now I’m back in tip top shape to Write endlessly in my blog that no one reads. I know this is “old news” to most of you out there, but considering how most blogs aren’t even touching this, I guess I’ll be the designated messenger today.

A monster has died this past week. It died on Saturday of a heart attack in it’s prison cell near it’s war crimes tribunal in Hague, Netherlands.

Al-Jazeera reports that a Dutch toxicologist named Donald Uges suggested that it may have taken an unprescribed drug to worsen his health so it could be released from jail and get medical attention in Russia, where it wife and son live in exile.

Pathetic.

This creature is not a man. As far as I’m concerned it never was. I remember as a child reading about the Bosnian conflict, not understanding all of the details. I also remember as a teenager, when trouble in Kosovo broke out and watching in awe the images coming out of the Balkans of piles of dead bodies and starving refugees in concentration camps.

Reading about watching the conflict, I could never understand how this man could go free after all that he had done. The massacres. The rape camps. The genocide.
All of the evidence, testimony and witnesses to his crimes meant nothing in his trial. They’ve had him since 2001, yet they could never convict the bastard. The international community should be ashamed.

Justice was not done. This piece of shit never was convicted or executed for his crimes. He died a coward’s death. He deserved far worse.

But this is only the beginning. The others in this cabal are still on the loose. It’s unlikely they’ll be caught and tried either.

Why do I even bother?

I’ll write some more later. I’m in no good mood now.