Oscar Pistorius: People of the internet, we live in a world that has fortress apartment walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, random internet poster? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Steenkamp, and you curse the armed boyfriend. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Steenkamps death, while tragic, probably saved my life. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves me. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, on twitter, on Facebook, on Websleuths, you want me in society, you need me to have fame. I use words like threatened, terrified, vomiting. I use these words as the backbone of a murder case spent defending my existence. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to anyone who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very interest that I provide, and then questions the killing manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and shoot into a toilet. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think I am entitled to."
sorry I couldn't help myself :facepalm:
