I was asked to write a short story explaining: "Why might
   someone be justified in murdering their neighbor?" and so I came
   up with this fiction.* NOTE: this is not "me" that is "me" in
   the story.* It is a complete work of fiction I just wrote.*
   Enjoy! ---- begin story " Justification for Murder "--- The
   neighbor is an unrepentant, brazen thief who interferes in the
   lives of every individual and family in the community. No person
   is immune, with only the seeming exception of key persons in
   power. Yet they merely allow him to exist for they fear their
   own positions will be in jeopardy. His acts cannot be numerated
   properly because they begin when he awakens and ceases when he
   sleeps. In short, he is the neighborhood bully extreme,
   answerable to no one. With the riches he has gained from
   pilfering openly from the community, the criminal justice system
   and the law enforcers render him untouchable by standard means.
   In short, he has broken the justice system that might have
   applied to him through blackmail and payoffs. On top of this, he
   has dirty laundry on each member of the community, from children
   of five and up - he knows who stole the cookie - up through the
   aged and inform. He plays them off of each other, keeping the
   community from cohesiveness, reducing his thieving, taunting and
   emotional manipulations temporarily for those who confess their
   neighbors sins as it were, which keeps the gossip flow going his
   way. But then there is me. I am an individual without family
   ties or connections to the neighborhood, sans the ownership of a
   house in this neighborhood. I pay no banker and have no debts. I
   do not date and cannot be blackmailed. I do not work but live
   simply. Up until now, I have feigned fear of exposure and
   allowed him to steal unnecessary things while hiding what's
   important to me, to give myself time to formulate a plan. I do
   not need the adoration of the community upon success. Life in
   prison - even the death penalty at this point is a fine
   alternative to my current existence, so even failure is a
   mitigated risk. There is no point in selling because no one is
   buying in this neighborhood. No one is selling either, for he
   compels us to stay. I am also answerable to no one in this
   scenario. I am justified in my murder of my neighbor for the
   sake of the future of the community even though I am committing
   the ultimate act of a bully: Removing all future choices from a
   single individual, who has removed many apparent choices from
   numerous others including myself. I do not know if they add up
   mathematically nor do I care. My disgust at witnessing the
   suffering of others and my increasing disgust with their
   unwillingness to confront this issue at its root is the final
   justification for the act of murder. I do not know how to
   justify this philosophically or even if I can. ---- end story "
   Justification for Murder "--- I'll say it again: This isn't me
   :P* - I don't believe in vigilante justice and honestly, if
   someone told me that tale, I might believe them, but they'd
   still deserve punishment.* They killed someone.* One act of evil
   does not make up for many acts of evil.* But I might give him a
   lesser sentence.