Squeek
connoisseur of tidbits
There's a lot of outrage in New York today over an acquittal in case involving a police shooting where the officers involved fired fifty shots at a man they say was attacking them with his car.
Fifty is too much, and I think it's a travesty that none of the police officers involved will be punished. I'm all for supporting police and giving them the benefit of the doubt, but this is just too hard to swallow.
One evening around this past Christmas, my wife and I were returning from the harbor near our home where we had just viewed a boat parade when we noticed an ambulance and three or four police cars at a local gas station. We wondered what had happened.
About a week later I bumped into a police officer at a local coffee shop and asked him about it. He said it was just someone who thought he could get tough with the police, and then he looked me in the eye and continued, "They were wrong."
I took that to be an odd and ominous kind of warning, one that I didn't need or like. Apparently, the officer didn't like me asking about it.
This shooting reminds me of what I imagine may have happened at that gas station near my home. I don't know what happened to that guy in the ambulance, but this poor guy was killed on his wedding day, and that stinks.
Fifty is too much, and I think it's a travesty that none of the police officers involved will be punished. I'm all for supporting police and giving them the benefit of the doubt, but this is just too hard to swallow.
One evening around this past Christmas, my wife and I were returning from the harbor near our home where we had just viewed a boat parade when we noticed an ambulance and three or four police cars at a local gas station. We wondered what had happened.
About a week later I bumped into a police officer at a local coffee shop and asked him about it. He said it was just someone who thought he could get tough with the police, and then he looked me in the eye and continued, "They were wrong."
I took that to be an odd and ominous kind of warning, one that I didn't need or like. Apparently, the officer didn't like me asking about it.
This shooting reminds me of what I imagine may have happened at that gas station near my home. I don't know what happened to that guy in the ambulance, but this poor guy was killed on his wedding day, and that stinks.