Curious

I discovered something...strange about myself while watching Criminal Minds {a crime/detective show I'm fond of} last night. One of the episodes they showed was about a male comic book artist. He had been in the prime of his life - his books were selling out, he was writing a series about a robot girl which people enjoyed reading, he had a girlfriend who was pregnant - he was happy and had a bright future.

But that changed when one night his girlfriend wanted jerky at like midnight. They went to get it and were attacked on their way home...by gangbangers. They beat the shit out of the comic book artist...and made him watch what they did to his girlfriend...

Anyway, she obviously died from it but he doesn't remember anything about it, not even being in hospital for a few weeks from the wounds he'd sustained. When released and left to his own devices at home, he goes to pieces, constantly calling his girlfriend but only getting her voicemail message. He started a new, much more gruesome and bloody series where a character called Night goes around killing monsters, and you guessed it - he's Night and the gangbangers are the monsters. Each murder scene is identical to drawings that he's done for the new comic. He didn't know he was killing the "monsters" and so, he ends up in a mental hospital, drawing his girlfriend and constantly listening to her voicemail message on the phone {this is after he is told by authorities that he murdered the gangbangers and, after it was all explained, he remembered it all}.

What I discovered was...not only did I find what he did completely understandable, but I found it...somewhat reasonable too...

I find nothing wrong with what he did. Some would say, "But he killed people! He murdered other people and no one has the right to take away life from another." To me, those characters were not people. They stopped being human in any way when they committed acts of pure evil against the innocent, just so that they could feel bigger and better about themselves. I thought it was very fitting that the comic book artist drew them as canine monsters which had to be destroyed.

I can not feel pity for the scum of the Earth. In my opinion, they should feel the pain they inflict tenfold before rotting in jail for the rest of their miserable existence - death is far too easy, life can be excrutiating.

I'm curious, does that make me sick or evil or horrible in any way? I just...can't find mercy for those who don't show any to others; does that make me as bad as them or is that reasonable?

I'm just...curious. Another opinion would be nice =)