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Firing squad witness describes South Carolina execution of Brad Sigmon: “My heart started pounding”

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A Witness to Death: The Execution of Brad Sigmon and the Weight of Journalism

As a journalist, I’ve had theılığı to witness the ultimate punishment meted out by the state. My recent assignment was to cover the execution of Brad Sigmon in South Carolina, a man sentenced to death for brutally murdering his ex-girlfriend’s parents with a baseball bat in 2001. This was no ordinary execution—it was carried out by firing squad, a method I had never seen before. What I witnessed that day will stay with me forever.

Preparing for the Unpredictable

In the two weeks leading up to the execution, I immersed myself in research, studying everything from the mechanics of firing squads to the autopsy reports of the last man executed by this method in Utah in 2010. I pored over trial transcripts, detailing how prosecutors described the swift and violent nature of Sigmon’s crimes. Yet, no amount of preparation can fully equip you for the reality of watching a man be shot to death. The execution protocols are often shrouded in secrecy, adding an air of unpredictability to an already fraught situation.

The Execution: A Moment of Violence and Finality

The moment of execution was sudden and jarring. With no countdown or warning, the rifles crackled, and Sigmon’s body flinched violently. The target on his chest, a stark red bullseye against his black jumpsuit, vanished in an instant. I couldn’t help but draw parallels to a past execution I’d witnessed by electric chair—the jolt of electricity, the uncontrollable twitching of the body. This, though, felt different. The speed and brutality of the firing squad left an indelible mark on my mind.

Aftermath and Reflection

In the minutes following the execution, I couldn’t help but reflect on the stark contrast between the clinical efficiency of the death chamber and the setting sun outside. The fluorescent lights of the chamber clashed with the soft pink and purple hues of the evening sky. The proximity of the execution site to both a peaceful pasture and the imposing walls of the prison was a stark reminder of the duality of life and death that exists just beyond the execution chamber’s doors.

The Bigger Picture: South Carolina’s Resumption of Executions

This execution marked a turning point for South Carolina, which had paused executions for 13 years due to challenges in obtaining lethal injection drugs. The state has now resumed executions, offering inmates the choice between lethal injection, electrocution, or firing squad. The death row population has dwindled from 31 last August to 27 following recent executions. As a journalist, I’ve witnessed seven executions in the past few months, including Sigmon’s, and I know I’ll likely be back at Broad River Correctional Institution in April for two more.

The Weight of Bearing Witness

Each execution leaves its own unique imprint. From Freddie Owens locking eyes with every witness to Richard Moore’s serene gaze and Marion Bowman Jr.’s small smile, each man faces death in their own way. I’ve seen family members of victims confront killers and mothers weep for their sons. These experiences, like the sound of the electric chair’s breaker or the crack of the rifles, are etched into my memory. As I continue this somber duty, I’m acutely aware of the privilege and burden of bearing witness to the state’s ultimate punishment.

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