Scott Ellington you suck something awful.

So let me get this straight.  The state of Arkansas convicts three young men for a crime that they didn't commit through sketchy police work and investigations, denies appeals for years on end and then FINALLY technology has caught up with the times and right before a trial is set to begin the Arkansas state attorney's office decides to say:

"Hey guys, we know we have pretty much ruined your lives for the past 17 years and we have decided that it is in everyone's best interests if we let you go, but in order to do so you have to sign this deal saying that you maintain your innocence, but guilty verdict still holds up because we don't want the truth to come out how the State Attorney's office royally screwed up.  And we really don't want to you to sue us on this either…OK? Ohhhh…to the families of those three young boys who lost their lives, yea we still don't know who the killer(s) are either, but we consider the case closed."

Scott Ellington you suck something awful.

What Would Don Draper Say?

Don Draper is the Man

Don-draper

"The reason you haven't felt it is because it doesn't exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me, to sell nylons. You're born alone and you die alone and this world just drops a bunch of rules on top of you to make you forget those facts. But I never forget. I'm living like there's no tomorrow, because there isn't one."

"Peggy, I'm glad that this is an environment where you feel free to fail"

"[Presenting an idea to Don] We thought that Samsonite is this very rare element, this mythical substance, the hardest on earth, and we see an adventurer leaping through a cave.

Don Draper: Is this a substance much like bullshit?"

"Oh, I know you have plans. You were gonna call me from a bar with an idea? You think elves do this?"

"Don Draper: That's how this works. I pay you for ideas. 
Peggy Olson: You never say 'thank you'. 
Don Draper: That's what the money is for!"

"Just so you know, the people who talk that way think that monkeys can do this. They take all this monkey crap and just stick it in a briefcase completely unaware that their success depends on something more than their shoeshine. YOU are the product. You- FEELING something. That's what sells. Not them. Not sex. They can't do what we do, and they hate us for it."

"You wanna be on vacation Pete? Because I can make that happen."

"I have a life and it only goes in one direction. Forward."