Way back when I was 16 in 1979 my brother, two years younger than I, and his good friend Brad decided to load up spitballs in their Crossman 1911 look alike bb pistols and start chasing my sister and her friend around in the front yard. The girls were screaming in terror as they ran into the street. They hadn’t been at it long when a cruiser screeched up (within about eight feet) and a young and obviously rattled officer pulled and pointed his REAL GUN at Brad. This was before all of this orange tip silliness. Luckily Brad reacted properly and quickly enough to keep from getting shot but the memory is still fresh.
The state of things today make it very foolish to allow even young children to play unsupervised with look alike guns. Anyone over 12 “playing” with a fake replica gun is up to no good and/or taking their life in their own hands.
This whole sad incident falls squarely under the play stupid games win stupid prizes category.
Nicely put.
I nominate Tamir for a "Darwin Award - Posthumous Category"