The boy stared Che resolutely in the face. 'If you're going to kill me,' he yelled. 'you'll have to do it while I'm standing! MEN die standing!'
"COWARDS! MURDERERS! Sons of B**TCHES!" The men yelled desperately from their cells. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!" HOW CAN ...?!"
"And then we saw Che unholstering his pistol. It didn't seem possible. But Che raised his pistol, put the barrel to the back of the boy's neck and blasted. The shot almost decapitated the young boy.
"We erupted. We were enraged, hysterical, banging on the bars.'MURDERERS! ASSASSINS!' His murder finished, Che finally looked up at us, pointed his pistol, and BLAM-BLAM-BLAM! emptied his clip in our direction. Several of us were wounded by his shots."
His disciples realized what was about to happen, and they asked, "Lord,Seems like I'm not the only one. Yes, the Church is slobbering over a murderous savage, yet still people won't take their claims to moral guidance seriously. What can it all mean ?
shall we strike with a sword?"
And one of them struck the high priest's servant and cut off his right
But Jesus said in reply, "Stop, no more of this!" Then he touched
the servant's ear and healed him.