Capital punishment
Capital punishment, death penalty or execution is government sanctioned punishment by death. The sentence is referred to as a death sentence. Crimes that can result in a death penalty are known as capital crimes or capital offences, such as first degree murder, terrorism, and espionage. The term capital originates from the Latin capitalis, literally "regarding the head" (referring to execution by beheading). There are many execution methods; one widely practiced form historically that is the most common modern method used in jurisdictions with capital punishment is hanging.
Capital punishment has, in the past, been practiced by most societies, as a punishment for criminals, and political or religious dissidents. Historically, the carrying out of the death sentence was often accompanied by torture, and executions were most often public.
Thirty-six countries actively practice capital punishment, 103 countries have completely abolished it de jure for all crimes, 6 have abolished it for ordinary crimes only (while maintaining it for special circumstances such as war crimes), and 50 have abolished it de facto (have not used it for at least ten years and/or are under moratorium). No Western country still uses the death penalty except the United States.
Death sentence (disambiguation)
Death sentence usually refers generally to capital punishment.
It may also refer to:
See also
Death Sentence (novel)
Death Sentence is the 1975 sequel novel to Death Wish by Brian Garfield.
Plot introduction
Continuing six months after Death Wish left off, Paul Benjamin has moved from New York to Chicago after his catatonic daughter died in an institution, a result of the brutal attack that changed Paul Benjamin into a vigilante. Paul resumes his private violent war as he stalks criminals in the streets of Chicago. The only thing that may distract him from his crusade is a beautiful woman he starts cordially dating in his new life. And as Paul ends up having a double life, an imitating vigilante is out in the streets violently killing off criminals just like Paul. What's worse is that vigilantism soon begins to become a cry of publicity as the police have to look for their man before innocent people start dying out of injustice. Paul is not only after criminals or justice anymore, but he's also looking for a man who is as equally as dangerous as the vigilante he has become.
Film adaptation
Podcasts:
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by Big Daddy Kane
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Death Sentence
by: Big Daddy KaneI break out in a cold sweat, rip up the whole set
I'm about as bad as you can get
Comin' from Bed-Stuy, that's where they do or die
Forget about the lions and tigers and bears, oh my
It's not a fairy tale, a myth, it's a musical uplift
and I'm the wrong one to mess with
I roll on rappers like a Cherokee, bake 'em up merrily
just like the cooks at Sara Lee
Erase, replace, disgrace, and chase, unlace your face
and place a neck brace, about-face
And get to steppin', because my lethal weapon
is blowin' too fast, while you're slow as Catherine Hepburn
What you need is a little more speed, style and flavor
but it still wouldn't save ya
So to the rear, step off and let the man flex
cuz I can hang tighter to the groove than spandex
I snatch the mic whith grace, always with a plan
and Cee'll cut the recored up like Edward Scissorhands
Rock the soul shack, I can't hold back
Four years standin' and I still got the knack
Cuz I remember when I first did it
the comments that were goin' around from the next critic
Like "Yeah, he sound alright, but still will he hold?"
And now my black ass is still here like Billy Joel
One hip-hopper that don't have to sound proper
My broken English you can still distinguish
And I don't have no image or no gimmicks
and I don't have no bounds or no limits
The Kane'll keep goin', and growin', and flowin'
and showin' any MC, I got the best finesse to manifest
Cuz I pull cards like some type of retard
Hittin' MCs hard, and any other Rass Claaad
I'm the predator to any competitor
Scorchin' and damagin' and stompin' et cetera
And any MC that tries to test me
I'm swellin' up his jaws mor than Dizzy Gillespie
Crushin' all dreams you thought were possible
I turn into nightmares you have in the hospital
I couldn't count the rappes I be servin'
If defeat was sex, huh, I'd be a virgin
My match ain't been found, movin' around, breakin' 'em down
where the ground, never the clown, how that sound?
Don't get gassed, cuz boy you won't last
so take your crippled rhymes and put 'em in a cast
You're too pathetic, bring in a paramedic
to heal your sick rhymes, cuz man, you ain't poetic
You're just a cheap little hooker and I gotta overlook a
MC that's wack, ya little bogger
And stand clear of the mic that I'm rippin'
as I'm......???
And get your jury and a good defendant