Ariel Castro. Just spend five minutes Google searching his name and you'll learn more about the depravity of man than you'd ever hope to know.
Tuesday night, one month after being sentenced to life for holding three woman captive for a decade in his Cleveland home, Castro was found hanging by a bed sheet dead in his prison cell.
Maybe Weintraub is right.
But celebration was exactly how I responded when I read the headline of Castro's death. The heinous crimes Castro committed are unspeakable, and the survivor's of this unfortunate tale will never forget the hell they endured. And so, his death feels like justice.
There are countless people like Castro in the world, but now there is one less. Somehow, that seems like a good thing. Is that uncivilized?