It is actually not that hard to kill men with just about anything. I learned that partly from life, and experiencing how freaking fragile any life is at any moment, and also from the very few times I watched a couple of those hard prison reality shows. The lifers on Death Row spent so much time thinking of ways to kill others. Using anything. SAD. All that time to learn and rebuild one's own mind and soul: they waste on dealy paranoia, thoughts of revenge. Utterly disgusting. I was happy to learn of the killing of a very bad man in such a prison: Whitey Bulger. Yet I was not at all surprised to learn that stone-cold killer Whitey's own hero was an even more violent killer also in lockup. Yet this is why I avoid idiot food fictoion like John WIck.