To Shoot Or Not To Shoot, That Is The--Oops, You're Dead
Please, check out the "Why do Police shoot unarmed citizens?" video included with the article.
Me dino played a "shoot--don't shoot" game with a video as part of my handgun training at the Department of Corrections Academy in Selma, AL, during March-April, 1982.
The video contained all sorts of situations in which a police officer had to decide whether or not to shoot, and my class of 82-2 was told to point a finger and say "bang" when we each felt threatened.
I have a confession. I'm haunted to this day of a grinning young Hispanic guy, who failed to follow the audio of a police officer's instructions. He quickly reached behind his back and began something into sight. I was about the only trainee in the room who barked a "Bang!" before I read a hand-held sign which stated "I AM DEAF."
Unforgettable! He wasn't the first guy I ever shot a finger at, but up to then it had never been the index one.
Deaf Hispanic Lives Matter!
Me dino played a "shoot--don't shoot" game with a video as part of my handgun training at the Department of Corrections Academy in Selma, AL, during March-April, 1982.
The video contained all sorts of situations in which a police officer had to decide whether or not to shoot, and my class of 82-2 was told to point a finger and say "bang" when we each felt threatened.
I have a confession. I'm haunted to this day of a grinning young Hispanic guy, who failed to follow the audio of a police officer's instructions. He quickly reached behind his back and began something into sight. I was about the only trainee in the room who barked a "Bang!" before I read a hand-held sign which stated "I AM DEAF."
Unforgettable! He wasn't the first guy I ever shot a finger at, but up to then it had never been the index one.
Deaf Hispanic Lives Matter!
Cops are the aggressors too much of the time to be entitled to benefit of the doubt. They're supposed to be giving that benefit, not getting it.
He! He! He! Yes, I got you mixed up with Olduglycarl. Ha! Ha! Ha!
Yes, it's Olduglycarl I mistook you for. Ho! Ho! Ho!
That is to laugh at long and hard throughout this day and up until I go to sleep tonight.
Me dino got Herb7734 mixed up with Olduglycarl!
Ha! Ha! Ho! Ho! That is so funny!
I'm 70 this coming March.
So you're 82.
So you need that glass of water more than I do.
Ah, hahahahaha!
I even had it updated a couple of years ago.
Even Colonial Penn Life won't issue life insurance to me. Besides, even if I succeeded in the invasion, establishing a new address is too much trouble for this geezer.
Certain my ears would whine for a short bit.
The robbers left just before the police arrived.
As the police entered, the black bank manager hops out of his office door, swinging a shotgun about.
Heard that the way the police mowed him down looked like a very noisy scene from The Untouchables TV show of the 60s.
Folks, when the police arrive due to your 911 call, you best be in plain sight, unarmed and with your hands up. Follow any and all instructions.
At first I fired 38s to get a general feel for the trigger pull both single and double action..
Firing 357 Magnum rounds was a rush. Yelled "Whoo!" two or three times.
At home its loaded with 357s, of course.
LA some years back where LAPD responded to a 911 call about a robbery in progress and when the young latino who had called it in stepped out of the phone booth to greet them, he was immediately shot by a rookie cop. The report sayed that "the officer feared for his life."
But I will miss 6 when I reach 70 March next year.
Who the hell wants to be 70?"
Like being 6, 16, 26 and even 36.
After those oh Lordy you're 40 birthday cards, I began to dislike birthdays with any numbers.
Young dino used to like Route 66.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yr9nm...
My mother hated the show's music, and that's even before she became a Catholic church choir leader.
Me dino was raised a cc but became a cp. (Eek! Eek!)
Though I'm a dictionary definition mystic that begins with a "C" (Eek! Eek!), I decided to shun astrology as bogus a long time ago.
Even after I put my three-clawed foot down about that, me dino read somewhere that the configuration of stars aren't even in the right places any more.
Sorry to learn you got shot.
A lonely black guy with an inferiority complex decides to end it all.
But what a boost to the ego to die suicide by cop in some place like Ferguson.
Charging the cop, he may proclaim, "They'll be shouting name!"
Dunno who buys short stories any more.
Maybe a poem put to music, but I can't read music.
Hey, bad guy--
Surprise!
To this day, I've never regretted my decision to shoot. It was a "clean" shoot...just in the way a number of highly politicized shootings have been "clean" shoots.
If a guy points an object at you, holding it like a gun, and repeatedly refuses to follow your commands...what choice do you have?
I, honestly, believe some of these shootings have been staged by the BLM folks and the Obama administration. Just like a school shooting, decades ago, where a guy opened up with an AK47 clone, just as Congress was looking at a number of anti-gun bills. How coincidental is that? Oh, and I believe the Gun Control Act of 1986 followed that shooting.
Came close a couple of times when I was on a prison guard tower.
It took me two weeks to buy my first handgun, an H&K .380 pocket pistol, due to a longer waiting period back then. (Now in Alabama? One hour).
A short time later I had the .45 Colt the Marines taught me how to shoot. Now I keep a large 9mm with lots of shots ion my glove compartment.
I've had a gun of some sort ever since that scary day. I have traded 'em in like cars at gun shops.
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