Does anyone else have recurring fantasies of doing a Baron Harkonnen on our enemies– face raking them with the gom jabbar, pulling the heart plugs, and sending them shrieking into the storm, where shai hulud is HUNGRY? Asking for a friend.
You sound silly. What the hell do you think justice might look like–a pat on the back and a kiss?
I speak your language, anon. An example must be made for all time. Let's just say that the worm gets them after the allotted window of disgrace.