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AFTERWARD OR AFTERWORDS

AFTERWARD OR AFTERWORDS

WHY I WRITE

Many ask me why l write.

I write my books for me.

I tell my stories for my readers.

I am not sure if my works are badly written good stories or well written bad stories.

Not too sure I care either way. I do care that, in my “Walk With Dann Collection”, I am telling my life as brutally truthful as possible. In shame and in honour.

I do care that my ‘stand alone’ books, such as “The Last Canadian Cosmonaut” touch your heart.

I pray that my other collection, “Walking On Dawes”, shows that the gang life, although often ‘exciting’, leads only to karma biting your buttocks.”

My Walk With Dann Collection

Volumes 1, 2 & 3

Damaged” is my first book.

Like me, it is raw and full of mistakes.

I have left it “unedited” as life has left me.

DAMAGED”

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 1

A Walk from my birth till I meet my second wife.”


It is rough, crude in fact, numerous format conversion errors.

I left It raw on purpose as a testament to the honesty of my words and work.

It contains humour, murder, explosions and motorcycles.

It may or may not be fictional or may even be non-fictional.”

BANE’

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 2

Walks you through my middle years and three decades of marriage.

It does not contain the excitement of it’s predecessor.

It begins to show you who I was and who I was becoming.”

 

 

BOON”

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 3

Walks you deep into my personal life of trials and tribulations and my uniquely twisted none the norm perception of my realty.”

So, come, Walk With Dann.

THE LAST CANADIAN COSMONAUT”

(My first ‘standalone book‘, my personal favorite.)

The smell of the ocean danced on my nostrils as I walked, slipping and sliding, across the flats. My eyes darting to and fro, carefully scanning ahead for sink holes.

I should have been walking the other direction. Towards the junior high school. Towards hippie teachers trying to teach me of science, faith and nature.

I could hear the train in the distance. Pulling it’s tonnage of sugar cane around the bend to the refinery.

The tug boats crested the horizon. Their wake spewing behind them as they pushed against the mighty tanker so as to slow it’s unforgiving momentum. Lest it run ashore.

The shore. My foster home was there. High up the hill. It’s windows like two large eyes, taunting me with guilt.“Go to school“, they seemed to say.

I can’t”, my reply.

Walking On Dawes Collection

 

I WANT TO BE ‘FLOKI’”

Walking On Dawes Collection”

Volume 1”

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This is a tale of a family who live their lives within the gang life. Except Little Ray. He and his family want him to break the cycle and live a normal life.”

There is tragedy, laughter and most of all ‘insight’ within.

So come with us as we

Walk On Dawes.”

 

 

You Can’t See Me”

Walking On Dawes Collection

Volume 2

This is a portrait of a broken man living a broken life in a broken world where family and friendship are one and the same.

Where wrong choices can lead to lifelong regrets. Haunting the very soul and stabbing the heart daily to remind you of the penalties of actions.

Where a man can be all alone and un-noticed in a crowded room.

Where sadness shadows joy and joy masks sadness.

This is the life of one man on one street in one city.

A man who let his darkness blind his Light.

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DAMAGED”

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 1

A Walk from my birth till I meet my second wife.”

I left It raw on purpose as a testament to the honesty of my words and work.

It contains humour, murder, explosions and motorcycles.

It may or may not be fictional or may even be non-fictional.

Only my hairdresser knows for sure…….

So, come follow the beacon and see what lays within “The LightHouse” we call “Dann

Many ask me why I write.

I write my books for me.

I tell my stories for my readers.

I am not sure if my works are badly written good stories or well written bad stories.

Not too sure I care either way. I do care that, in my “Walk With Dann Collection”, I am telling my life as brutally truthful as possible. In shame and in honour.

I do care that my ‘stand alone’ books, such as “The Last Canadian Cosmonaut” touch your heart.

I pray that my other collection, “Walking On Dawes”, shows that the gang life, although often ‘exciting’, leads only to karma biting your buttocks.”

My Walk With Dann Collection

Volumes 1, 2 & 3

Damaged” is my first book.

Like me, it is raw and full of mistakes.

I have left it “unedited” as life has left me.

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DAMAGED”

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 1

A Walk from my birth till I meet my second wife.”
It is rough, crude in fact, numerous format conversion errors.

I left It raw on purpose as a testament to the honesty of my words and work. It contains humour, murder, explosions and motorcycles.

It may or may not be fictional or may even be non-fictional.”

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BANE’

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 2

Walks you through my middle years and three decades of marriage.

It does not contain the excitement of it’s predecessor.

It begins to show you who I was and who I was becoming.”

 

BOON

BOON”

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 3

Walks you deep into my personal life of trials and tribulations and my uniquely twisted none the norm perception of my realty.”So, come, Walk With Dann.

The first three Volumes of “WALK WITH DANN” are available in one book also.

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THE LAST CANADIAN COSMONAUT”

(My first ‘standalone book‘, my personal favorite.)

Here is the first page ……..

The smell of the ocean danced on my nostrils as I walked, slipping and sliding, across the flats. My eyes darting to and fro, carefully scanning ahead for sink holes.

I should have been walking the other direction. Towards the junior high school. Towards hippie teachers trying to teach me of science, faith and nature.

I could hear the train in the distance. Pulling it’s tonnage of sugar cane around the bend to the refinery.

The tug boats crested the horizon. Their wake spewing behind them as they pushed against the mighty tanker so as to slow it’s unforgiving momentum. Lest it run ashore.

The shore. My foster home was there. High up the hill. It’s windows like two large eyes, taunting me with guilt.“Go to school“, they seemed to say.

I can’t”, my reply.

 

Walking On Dawes Collection

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I WANT TO BE ‘FLOKI’”

Walking On Dawes Collection”

Volume 1”

I dedicated this book and based it (fictionally) to my dearest and most missed Brother-In-Arms, Big Roy Sills and his first born and namesake son, Little Roy. Big Roy’s sons are a huge and much loved part of not just my life, but my heart. I appreciate their love and respect beyond any words that can or could be spoken. I am honoured  to watch them grow into men and I am forever grateful to have his grandchildren in my life.

Big Roy - Dedication

This is a tale of a family who live their lives within the gang life. Except Little Ray. He and his family want him to break the cycle and live a normal life.”There is tragedy, laughter and most of all ‘insight’ within.

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You Can’t See Me”

Walking On Dawes Collection

Volume 2

This is a portrait of a broken man living a broken life in a broken world where family and friendship are one and the same.

Where wrong choices can lead to lifelong regrets. Haunting the very soul and stabbing the heart daily to remind you of the penalties of actions.

Where a man can be all alone and un-noticed in a crowded room.

Where sadness shadows joy and joy masks sadness.

This is the life of one man on one street in one city.

A man who let his darkness blind his Light.

The third Volume of this Collection will be published within the next few days.

It is titled

“6315”

A tale that takes you around the world as 6315 tries to escape the gang life and make amends for all he has done to others.

SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO FIGHT TO SURVIVE. 

 

Toronto’s Slow Slide Into The Dark

All this chaos and violence, not to mention that most people are more worried about political correctness than real life, has turned me into an angry man and a quasi-racist.

What is this generation of youth going to be like in twenty years?

Look what is happening the once very peaceful and polite city of Toronto.

It has rapidly gone to shit. The inmates are running the asylum! The police have their hands tied by politicians and others who believe therapy cures all.

Even if the police do manage to get these assholes into court, nine times out of ten they get bail, sometimes multiple bails, and then end up with light sentences because they have emotional problems or mental difficulties.

PEOPLE!!!! WE ALL HAVE MENTAL ILLNESS!!! WE ALL HAVE PROBLEMS!!!

Canadian Justice and Courts have to get with the times. Use a gun, do life. Use a vehicle to harm, do life.

Fuck these “minimum” sentences and double fuck such excuses as “extraordinary circumstances“.

And how in the name of the Creators do you get out on more than one bail?

Have you not violated the original bail by getting arrested and accused of crime?

These younger so-called adults are dumb as the stupidity we allowed them to become.

They will be fourth generation legacies from four generations of Babies Raising Babies and broken family values. Generations of not knowing of or no longer eating supper as a family unit or of learning the importance of family structure and values. That certain family rituals serve as important lessons in living in society.

Most today’s youth have no idea about the family unit. It has never existed in their world. Many of today’s younger parents have never experienced living in a stable family unit and of the knowledge gained from simple family conversations.

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The majority of the younger adults are easily led down the garden path by social media and false fake news or the negative ideologies of television programs.

They all hold strong political opinions, yet, most do not know that Canada and United States are separate countries.

Which may explain hundreds of Canadians protesting outside the American Embassy and, perhaps, a handful protest outside our Parliament by drinking a Timmies coffee and almost shouting “We are mad!”

By the time we older generations get around to speaking up, it will be far too late. They, the youth, will be incapable of understanding the reality of being alive and that in life the majority times you never get what you want, nothing comes easy, kids don’t listen or have respect if never taught how and often you will be told “NO!”. They are too spoiled to accept a negative answer or response. They will need therapy.

My generation is doomed as we age. Only the Creators will know how the heck we will be cared for as we fall into the latter years of life. It will be them watching over us. Personally, I am quite bothered by that.

Toronto is a prime example of how society has created a living graphic novel and youth and old alike are willing playing their part and believe they are not brainwashed.

We are even teaching now that sciences and faiths are wrong about the very basics of man/woman – male/female, that disciplining YOUR child is wrong, that teenagers have the right to over rule their parents decisions albeit birth control, sexual behaviors or scholastic.

And yet, the media and the government promote visions of Utopia and Peace. And the meek follow the man with nice hair and the legal clouds of smoke.

And police are bad, each and every one of them. How dare they lock up the homies.

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So, the sheep stroll willingly to the cliff ……..

And we, the “Normal’s”, are left standing in, you guessed it, “SHEEP SHIT”.

Good Night Jimmy!

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I Wish These Youth Could Get The Message Contained Within My Life Experiences

The weapon violence in Toronto is beyond belief.

Youth shooting each other.

Gang conflicts.

Just today, a woman driving in the downtown area gets in an argument with a pedestrian, stops her car, opens her trunk and whips out a shotgun and fires. She hit her intended target and a man going by on a bicycle.

Who drives around with a shotgun in their trunk?

This is the type of insanity I speak of in almost all my books.

In both my fictional autobiography series, “WALK WITH DANN COLLECTION” and my “WALKING ON DAWES COLLECTION.”

My focus being on the hard truths that come from a life of crime, drugs, weapons and gangs.

I show how no matter who you think you are or how clever a criminal you conceive yourself to be, sooner or later it all ends bad. Karma and Chaos always prevail.

I wish that somehow these misguided and waste youth could read my life and stories and see the message I pass along. To see how my own life has been a half century of remorse.

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When Is Canada Going To Strengthen It’s Gun Laws

Again today some asshole gangster shot THREE people in broad daylight at one of the busiest intersections in downtown Toronto.

May I add that they did so with little regard for the innocent bystanders.

Meanwhile on the west side of our once “good” city another teenager was found shot. He lays in a hospital in serious but stable condition.

MAKES ME FRACKING SICK!!!

WHAT BOTHERS ME THE MOST IS THAT IF THEY EVEN CATCH THESE GOOFS, THEY WILL DEFINITELY OBTAIN BAIL – THE VICTIMS WON’T HAVE BAIL.

I was/am a gangster most my life and those who read my books or know me know that I have done some horrible things in my younger years.

The sentence I served, albeit “years”, was a slap on the wrist.

And even if they catch these GOOFS, they will plead out to lesser charges, be treated like heros in jail and get their gangster status upgraded.

That’s after they tie up the Courts for years.

I personally know such type of GOOFS who have been out on bail for three years after being caught with full automatic weapons, numerous weapons, loaded with armour piercing shells, Heroin, Meth, Crack Cocaine and body armour. All in plain sight of their children.

They are still walking the street since November 2015!!!!

The Canadian people have to start speaking up!!!!!!

Canada needs a three strike law!

Canada needs to have stiffer gang Laws and sentences!

Canada needs to have a minimum ten year sentence for using any weapon, gun, knives, baseball bat, any item used to harm another person.

BUT, THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN IN A COUNTRY WHERE OUR LEADER WAS VOTED IN FOR HIS PROMISE TO LEGALIZE POT AND HAD NICE HAIR.

WHERE WE HAVE HUNDREDS SHOW UP TO PROTEST THE LEADER OF OUR NEIGHBOURING COUNTRY AND NO ONE PROTESTING OUR OWN USELESS ASSHOLE OF A LEADER.

SOCIETY HAS LOST TOUCH WITH HUMANITY.

SOON HUMANITY WILL LOSE TOUCH WITH SOCIETY.

OUR YOUTH ARE BEING RAISED BY ELECTRONICS AND ADMIRING GUN TOTING ‘YOUTUBE’ RAP STARS.

WE ARE NOW ON OUR FOURTH GENERATION OF “KIDS RAISING KIDS”.

OUR SCHOOLS NO LONGER TEACH CURSIVE WRITING. NO SCHOOLS TEACH MORALS, RATHER THEY ADD TO THE MORAL DECAY OF HUMANITY.

PUBLIC SCHOOLS HAVE REMOVED CHRISTIAN PRAYERS, BUT OTHER RELIGIONS HAVE THEIRS.

AND OUR LAWS AND COURTS AND PRISON SYSTEMS ARE THE LAUGHING STOCK OF THE WORLD.

OUR PRISONS ARE MORE OF A HOLIDAY GETAWAY FOR THESE PUKES.

BUT, NO ONE CARES. THEY ARE ALL TOO BUSY TEACHING OUR YOUTH THAT THERE ARE MORE THAN TWO GENDERS AND IF SOMEONE HURTS YOUR FEELINGS THEY WILL GET MORE SEVERELY PUNISHED THEN A SAGGY PANT, MUMBLING, GOOF,GUN USING GANGSTER.

THERE HAS BEEN MANY GUN RELATED CRIMES THIS YEAR AND I SUSPECT THAT WE WILL BREAK ALL RECORDS FOR GUN OFFENCES BY THE TIME 2018 ENDS.

BUT, WHO CARES? WE CAN SMOKE POT WHILE DANCING ON RAINBOW CROSSWALKS WHILE STEPPING OVER THE MANY CITIZENS SLEEPING ON OUR SIDEWALKS BECAUSE THE REFUGEES HAVE FILLED OUR SHELTERS.

I am ashamed of what we as a “people” have become ……

The Gun Violence is Sickening (Edited)

The gun violence in Toronto is sickening. And there has been many incidents this year.

Unfortunately, we still have a little over six months left.

The latest gunfire happened today. These low-life gangster pieces of crap walked into a PLAYGROUND full of eleven children and fired seven shots.

The puke cowards hit a five and a nine year old girl. They lay in hospital as I speak.

Last media release states they are expected to live. Thank the Creators.

Here is a link to the news clip and following that is my rant about these so-called “organized gangsters.”

https://toronto.ctvnews.ca/mobile/two-children-ages-5-and-9-taken-to-sickkids-after-shooting-in-scarborough-1.3973996

What kind of human would do such a thing????

Five o’clock on a beautiful day in a crowded children’s playground.

The goofs didn’t even hit their target!!! No, but two young girls lives are forever changed.

And when they do get caught, they always do, our lax Courts and outdated Justice systems will let them out on multiple bails. I’ve seen it all my life.

And when they finally do get convicted they will be credited for their time on bail and receive a sentence that no way suits the crime.

These animals are not gangsters, they are not human, they have proved their total disregard for life of any age.

They should be automatically sentenced to “LIFE – NO PAROLE”.

But that will never happen. For some strange reason here in Canada you get more time for stealing than you do for shooting people.

All these YouTube Wannabe Gangsta Goofs think they’re ‘one-percenter’ solid tough guys.

They are piles of society’s dung and should be removed from the equation.

Say what you want.

I know the truths.

I have served my time for gun play and explosives – and I did my time, but I should have done twice as long.

In my days, we never involved “Innocent Bystanders”.

We only killed each other.

Doesn’t make what we did right, but what these goofs did was just WRONG.

CANADA NEEDS TO HAVE AUTOMATIC SENTENCES FOR WEAPON OFFENCES.

Here is the news release showing the getaway vehicle:

https://toronto.ctvnews.ca/mobile/police-release-image-of-suspect-vehicle-in-shooting-of-two-young-girls-1.3974654

https://www.cp24.com/mobile/

Why I Write

Many ask me why l write. I write my books for me.

I tell my stories for my readers.

I am not sure if my works are badly written good stories or well written bad stories.

Not too sure I care either way. I do care that, in my “Walk With Dann Collection”, I am telling my life as brutally truthful as possible. In shame and in honour.

I do care that my ‘stand alone’ books, such as “The Last Canadian Cosmonaut” touch your heart.

I pray that my other collection, “Walking On Dawes”, shows that the gang life, although often ‘exciting’, leads only to karma biting your buttocks.

 

Here is a synopsis of my “Walk With Dann Collection”:

My Walk With Dann Collection, Volumes 1, 2 & 3

Damaged” is my first book.

Like me, it is raw and full of mistakes.

I have left it “unedited” as life has left me.

Volume 1, “DAMAGED” takes you on a Walk from my birth till I meet my second wife.
It is rough, crude in fact, numerous format conversion errors.

I left It raw on purpose as a testament to the honesty of my words and work.

It contains humour, murder, explosions and motorcycles.

It may or may not be fictional or may even be non-fictional.

The second volume, ‘BANE’, Walks you through my middle years and three decades of marriage.

It does not contain the excitement of it’s predecessor.

It begins to show you who I was and who I was becoming.

 

 

My third volume, “BOON” Walks you deep into my personal life of trials and tribulations and my uniquely twisted none the norm perception of my realty.

So, come, Walk With Dann.

And my first ‘standalone book‘, my personal favourite,

A fictional journey of a hippie on a Harley exploring the times.

THE LAST CANADIAN COSMONAUT”

The smell of the ocean danced on my nostrils as I walked, slipping and sliding, across the flats. My eyes darting to and fro, carefully scanning ahead for sink holes.

I should have been walking the other direction. Towards the junior high school. Towards hippie teachers trying to teach me of science, faith and nature.

I could hear the train in the distance. Pulling it’s tonnage of sugar cane around the bend to the refinery.

The tug boats crested the horizon. Their wake spewing behind them as they pushed against the mighty tanker so as to slow it’s unforgiving momentum. Lest it run ashore.

The shore. My foster home was there. High up the hill. It’s windows like two large eyes, taunting me with guilt.“Go to school“, they seemed to say.

I can’t“, my reply.

And here lays a brief synopsis of my “Walking On Dawes Collection

 

The first volume of the

Walking On Dawes Collection”

I WANT TO BE ‘FLOKI’”

“This is a tale of a family who live their lives within the gang life. Except Little Ray. He and his family want him to break the cycle and live a normal life.”

There is tragedy, laughter and most of all ‘insight’ within.

So come with us as we

Walk On Dawes.”

 

“You Can’t See Me”

Walking On Dawes Collection

Volume 2

This is a portrait of a broken man living a broken life in a broken world where family and friendship are one and the same.

Where wrong choices can lead to lifelong regrets. Haunting the very soul and stabbing the heart daily to remind you of the penalties of actions.

Where a man can be all alone and un-noticed in a crowded room.

Where sadness shadows joy and joy masks sadness.

This is the life of one man on one street in one city.

A man who let his darkness blind his Light.

 

 

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A Preview of the Final Volume of my “Walk With Dann Collection”

“This is the final volume of my “Walk With Dann Collection”.

It will wrap up with the fourth segment of my life. It shall show how the paths and choices I made in my life brought me the penance and punishments that came attached. It will reveal how I “walked” many roads and how they molded me into the person I have become.”

UNKZ, A CANADIAN COSMONAUT

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 4

Final Volume
1st Edition

by

LightHouse Dann Verner

Introduction

There are deeply complicated thoughts that haunt you, when you well know you are insane.

Insane by their standard.

I believe I am just Dann, just as I am.

I am not like others.

I am not them.

I am me.

Yet, there are multiple “me’s”.

And they are all I can or should be.

As the previous confessions of my life told within my first work, “Damaged, tells, I am, ‘broken

Began at birth.

Blue baby.

Unplanned child.

Unwanted but wanted.

And left to die before I had lived.

Only my deepest consciousness knows what I have experienced.

To keep my spirit alive my mind vaulted those days far in the depths of the encrypted memories.

Never to be re-lived.

Never to scar my soul once more.

Now, I am soon to be sixty-one years old and it is time for me to end this “Walk With Dann Collection” with this, my final volume.

To give closure to the three previous quarters of my numerous lives.

I am not soon to ascend.

But, my Walk With Dann Collection must contain a sincere final volume of my most innermost beliefs and thoughts.

For I cannot author them after I reach my own personal concept of Valhalla.

A final confession of both my rights and my wrongs.

I will utter exact truths, I will hold no quarter from exposing who I have become in the final quarter of a Canadian Cosmonaut’s life.

My life has been no different than yours.

My strife, my loves, my sorrows, my learning and my battlefield are far different than yours.

I present to you ………….

Unkz, A Canadian Cosmonaut”

Walk With Dann Collection,

Volume 4,

Final Edition

By

LightHouse Dann Verner

Sneak Peek of “6315” Volume 3 of my “Walking On Dawes Collection”

I am about one third of the way into the rough draft.

 

CHAPTER ONE

First thing I recalled was the unbearable pain in my jaw. I couldn’t move it. The more I attempted to open my mouth the greater the sharp stabbing pain.

My tongue felt like a pile of pulled pork. Even the mere breathe of air passing over it caused burning pain. I then realized that it was shredded by what shards of my teeth remained.

Where were my beautiful teeth?”

And I wanted to know where the heck I was.

I realized that my eyes were swollen shut. Which compounded the chaotic mess within my mind.

My eyesight was surreal. Like I was wearing an Indy drivers burn mask. All I could see was the glow of the dual fluorescent light tubes directly above me. All else was obliqued by the shadows of my swollen eyelids.

I was hurt.

The realization that I had either been in a helluva accident or I had lost the greatest street fight of my life set in.

I searched deep into my memory only to have my gut tell me to be patient.

Now was not the time”

I was calm on the outside, but inside my head I was panicking as I searched for memory of what had happened.

I was beyond confused. My brain was fighting to keep itself awake, yet, my body was begging to sleep.

I could not hear any ambient sounds. Just far off indecipherable mumbles.

At least I wasn’t deaf I pondered”

But, goddamn, I was hurt.

And I had no idea why.

I had not a clue where my broken body was laying.

Taking an inventory of my various pains I deciphered numerous cracked ribs, definite broken jaw, left arm in a cast and right leg in one also.

Yep, I got a beating.

Wonder why?”

I asked myself.

“6315” is a walk in the shoes of society’s underbelly and how no remorse later in life can undo the damage being a gangster causes. How Karma always comes along and bites your soul delivering just deserved penance.”