If there is anything worse than a cold-blooded murderer, it’s a cold-blooded murderer with little or no imagination.

There are many ways to kill someone to death. You can shoot them, stab them, set fire to them or slowly peel the skin from their shaking bodies whilst you listen to them scream through the sock you’ve shoved in their throat.

In fact, the options for ways to kill someone are quite literally endless. As such, there is no excuse for copying someone else’s method, it’s just plain lazy and displays an alarming lack of imagination. If you are going to push someone off this mortal coil it’s only right and proper that you give it some proper thought and add a little originality to their final moments. I am sure they would appreciate that.

In situations where no thought has been given, and the criminal is nothing but an exact copy-cat, then who is more guilty? The original or the one who copies him?

Without the original perpetrator, the copy-cat couldn’t exist. They would probably be sat at home making lists of people they would kill if only they could think of a suitably ingenious way in which to do it. They might not even have the guts to actually undertake such an awful crime without being shown the way by someone else to begin with.

For that reason alone I think the original criminal is, for the most part, as guilty as anyone and should be punished as such.

So when I look at the album charts and I see the the likes of James Morrison, Paulo Nutini, and Ray LaMontagne all with albums in the top ten, it just adds weight to my argument that James Blunt must die, and soon.

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