Five child gang members who killed a pensioner by throwing stones at him while he played cricket with his teenage son were each given two years' youth detention yesterday.
The boys, aged 12 to 14, spat and swore at 67-year-old Ernest Norton before throwing sticks and stones at him as he practised bowling with his son James on a tennis court beside Erith leisure centre in south-east London in February last year.
Two stones, one the size of half a brick, struck the father of two on the temple and fractured his cheekbone. He then collapsed with a heart attack. The boys, one of whom was just 10 at the time, were convicted at the Old Bailey of manslaughter and violent disorder in August. Yesterday, some of them wept as they were sentenced.
They wept? Well, my heart fucking well bleeds. Whilst I think that making the little fuckers into dogfood is (possibly) going too far, I do think that these kind of offenders would do fantastically well being strapped naked into the stocks for a week or two.
After all, once they've experienced having stones thrown at them, they might be rather less inclined—should they survive—to do it to others.