“The people are never at their best demanding blood. I don't like murder. I've seen too damn much of it in three decades as a reporter. But I don't like legal executions either. I've seen them too.{{pb}}I stood close to the window of the gas chamber and watched {{w|Barbara Graham}} die. She gasped and strangled and strained against the straps that bound her. Saliva sprayed the air like a fine mist. Foam bubbled at her mouth.{{pb}}I lack the capacity to distance myself from death. I can't cheer with the people. No more blood.”