I can look back on many things in my life with pride.  I have hurt people and   I have maimed people, but they were all bad.  You may say that I have no right deciding who lives and who dies.  You may be right. When someone pulls a gun out and puts it in your direction, your moral compass becomes a bit shaky.   If you lived my life, you would perhaps understand.
  
    The idea of being tried by a "jury of your peers" was always alien to me.  While I have been in many fights, and hurt a lot of people, this was always in self-defense.  If a guy comes into my house at night, I will shoot the son of a bitch.  Then I could be tried for manslaughter or murder.  What kind of jury can understand what it's like to have your home invaded by a burgler?  How can the jury understand to have your own life and that of your family's put at risk unless that sort of thing has happened to them?  I have had these exerpiences.  If the jury that is trying me has not had similar experiences, they cannot understand.
 
    I have helped people.  I have been a defender to battered wives.  I have helped older, defenseless people, and I have trained people to defend themselves.  I have found a code to live by and I follow it to the tee.  I always help people in whatever capacity I can, and I'm a man of my word.  I have made peace with my son.  

    This is not so clear.  From the western perspective, I am an unequivocal failure.  
From the east's perspective, I am a success.