[stylin19a]

Chilling..

[MineralMan]

Yikes!

[Blood of Tyrants]

Too bad someone with a pair of balls didn't come along sooner and end this.

[Steel and Fire and Stone]

Thank God the little guy didn't have a gun, or he might have hurt someone while trying to defend himself. < /sarcasm >

If the shooter wasn't a cop, he'd be in jail today.

This could have happened to anyone, anytime. There are bad guys out there .. really bad guys, and all the reason and "niceness" of the world won't save your life, your kids, or your spounses life.

Yes, this is utterly tragic, but it's a reason some folks want to have a handgun nearby. If you've ever been unarmed in a life-and-death situation, you versus the "bad guy" and survived, you'll never want to be that vulnerable again. I've survived several such situations armed, and by the grace of God (and use of my wits), unarmed. I much prefer being armed.

FReegards, SFS

[keithtoo]

This wasn't road rage, it was someone freaked out on PCP (the 'father' of two whom he didn't live with) savagely killing someone else in DC.

This was disfunction junction personified.

[genefromjersey]

This brings back memories.......

A certain person we know well, diagnosed as paranoid schizophrenic,got a NJ Drivers' license at the insistence of the Psychiatric Social Workers, assigned to handle his case, after his release from a psychiatric hospital.

I gave him ONE driving lesson-at the pleading of his overly good-hearted mother. He had been going to a driving school, and they wanted nothing further to do with him. After he drove my car up onto a grassy median-and I had stopped shaking- I moved him to the passenger's seat, and dropped him off at home : praying he would never again be behind the wheel of a motorized vehicle of any sort.

He subsequently found another school, whose instructors had an "arrangement" with a certain MV Inspector , and, to everyone's horror, ( and social worker's joy ), he was granted a license. His Mommy then bought him a new car.

A few months later, he proudly pulled into the parking lot of a store where I was working. The new car looked like something a used car lot would hide out back: all dents and dings, scrapes and rust. I saw him when he came out of the store, got into the car, and backed across an open, unobstructed parking lot, to smash into the porch of a local resident - ( who, for some reason, began screaming in Spanish - Calling on God to witness the situation, I believe-tearing his hair, and jumping up and down. )

This went on for quite a while. His Mommy kept insisting he was a wonderful driver - possibly because he was the only mortal who could stand to have her in the car - and he kept getting into scrapes. The social workers thought it was great too, because he could now drive to his counselling appointments under the influence of lithium and whatever else they were feeding him.

Eventually, the Good Lord heard our prayers - I guess. The battered car, neglected beyond redemption, quietly expired in the night, and was towed away. Mommy had no more money to spend on cars for him.

Today ? Today he walks - or rides one of those senior citizen trikes, and the world is a better place.

[gcruse]

Helluva story. thanks for posting it.