I could not finish this book. There were a few things that just annoyed me into stopping, the first being the writing. This is the second book I've read by this author, the first I actually own and didn't really have a problem with, however, the writing in this one was so opinionated that it frustrated me. I feel like when writing a book like this, or anything with such a heavy two-sided argument, you should make your writing unopinionated at least until the very end. It annoyed me where he seemed to be hating the life tariffs, and making that clear whenever he got the chance. It just came across so strong in his writing, I could not cope.
The second thing would be the fact that he's using a mentally ill serial killer as his reasoning for trying to abolish the life tariffs. Okay, that's fine. Except. his example was that of John Straffen: his victims were a five-year-old and a nine-year-old. So, you think this child killer should serve his time and be let free, as you're implying? Well, what about the time he broke out of Broadmoor for four hours and murdered another five years old? Does he really seem like the kind of person that could, and should be released? The author just seemed annoyed by the justice system because Straffen didn't get sentenced to a life tariff, but died after being the longest-serving prisoner in Britain, well, I don't feel like there was any other option for him besides the death penalty, and since the author mentioned a few times, Britain abolished that, seemed like he's dying inside prison walls whether he likes it or not.
Of the 13 percent that I read, it was more than I could take. I just could not face continuing on with the rest of the book: it was that bad.