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!
At least those not into looting or being paid by George Soros may go home.
Way back during 1982 I heard a shot outside my apartment in the middle of the night and heard someone run by.
I realized I left my gun in the glove compartment and went outside to fetch it.
After looking about to make sure no one was around to jump me, I approached my car.
Seemingly out of nowhere a cop car screeched to a halt and threw a light on me. No one said a word but I could see a huge for a big German shepherd looking out through a wide open window in the backseat of the cop car.
So dino at the time in his prime widely raised my arms and opened my hands with parted fingers.
The cop turned off his spotlight and peeled off. No words had been spoken at all.
I retrieved my gun and got back inside as my apartment as quickly as I could.
On the other hand I coulda had a big head, shot off my mouth about my rights, how that cop had no right to shine a light on me and went as far as to add, "Now excuse me while I get my gun out!"
I'm sure that huge for a big German shepherd would have liked the way I taste.
I was almost literally the way it is stated in the title of this post "To Shot or Not to Shoot.." In the time it takes to say those workd in you mind, someone could be dead from a bullet .
Think about it. The police and the suspect have less than a second to make a decision, act and live or die.
The Alabama Department of Corrections Academy and not the pistol qualification of annual training dealt with that "shoot or not shoot" training I described.
I wore a holstered pistol far more as a semiretired security guard for three different companies.
The training for each? A joke.
I was a bank guard here and there several times.
Imagine a bank guard whose experience is limited to a joke for training.
It's a reason why I conceal carry in "professionally guarded" gun free zones.
My favorite armed job was working at a Wachovia data center. Part of a foot patrol was walking among rows and rows of servers in a huge chamber for a room.
When catching gate duty, I got to see deer, turkeys and even coyotes walking by. One time I exchanged waves with someone who floated past overhead in a hot air balloon.
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.
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.
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.
Hey, bad guy--
Surprise!
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.
Certain my ears would whine for a short bit.
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.
I even had it updated a couple of years ago.
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!
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."
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.
What hasn't been well reported is the fact that Shelby had been trying to deal with Crutcher as peaceably as possible for some minutes, but he was ignoring her direction and moving toward her and backing away several times. Adrenalin had to be a factor, given she was dealing with a possible threat to her life. The result was no surprise.
Monday morning quarterbacking journalists and "race baiting poverty pimps" (to use the J.C. Watts description) have no concept of what it's like to be in a position of making a live or die decision under intense pressure.
Me dino has seen her photo. Yeah, every day she gets up wanting to shoot some black person for being born black because she's a cop. NOT!
That thinking is not at all logical.
If you're suspected of something, why make things worse? Especially if you know you're innocent! Better to go through the process than to star at your own funeral.
and then...I shot the guy when he pulled out the phone.
chirp chirp chirp
I said, here comes WLM to--RAISE ALL KINDSA HELLLll
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WLM? WLM?
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Oh, yeah, WLM ain't being paid by George Soros. Never mind.
That Duggan boy is one evil SOB...worse than hitler or hiltery and sorass combined.
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.
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.
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!)