Tennessee spent ninety minutes turning an execution chamber into a trembling medical farce — a grotesque national ritual where bureaucracy, vengeance, and incompetence merged into a bloody theater

There are countries that build bridges. Countries that cure diseases. Countries that place telescopes into orbit to study galaxies older than language itself.

And then there is the United States of America, where highly paid adults gather in fluorescent government chambers to spend ninety minutes trying to stab a condemned man in the neck while arguing about whether the doctor knows how veins work.