“Husband is left paralyzed after being hit by stray bullet when he insisted on walking to the store with his new wife to hold her umbrella in gentrified Brooklyn”
Obviously don’t know anything more about this couple, but MANY ‘woke’ people live in gentrified areas of ‘the city’ to ‘send a message’ to others. In most cities, that means you’re holed up in an apartment complex, needing to drive if you even want to go to a drug store 2 blocks away. But in NYC, they did have a brief period where people were safe to be outside, at least in certain areas (this being one of them). But now that’s history.
You’re saying if they are liberal he deserves to be shot. Please tell me I misunderstood your post.
Obviously don’t know anything more about this couple, but MANY ‘woke’ people live in gentrified areas of ‘the city’ to ‘send a message’ to others. In most cities, that means you’re holed up in an apartment complex, needing to drive if you even want to go to a drug store 2 blocks away. But in NYC, they did have a brief period where people were safe to be outside, at least in certain areas (this being one of them). But now that’s history.
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I have an old (about 74 years) Chicago story in this same vein with a Great Dane, but no guns. Before my parents and I moved to a Chicago south suburb in 1949 we lived at 82nd and Drexel, which is now in the middle of Chicago’s free fire zone, but was entirely different at the time, with no appreciable crime. There was a nice little, mostly pedestrian, shopping area near our four room apartment. My dad took me for a walk on one nice Summer night and we met a guy walking his Great Dane, a total monster to me at the tender age of 3. Nevertheless, dad and I approached the two, I got permission to pet the beast and, already being a Dog Person, immediately fell in love with it, so much that I asked dad if we could have one. Being somewhat taken aback, he explained to me the difficult logistics of Great Danes and 4 room apartments. Now I happily live on two semi-rural acres in E TN, in a gun saturated area where we’ve had no gun crimes in over 31 years, and I have two big dogs, one of them a Great Dane. Sadly, there’s almost no way a 3 year old boy living at 82nd and Drexel in Chicago today could have the same kind of experience I did.