I looked at the man I shot. He was alive but in bad shape. He looked at me and said that I was lucky that I shot him since he was going to kill all of us niggers. I almost pointed my shotgun at his head and pulled the trigger. Thank God for my wife who lightly grabbed my wrist and said, "It's over baby, I called the police." All this time, my 5 and 4 year-old were watching from the balcony. They saw everything.
I'm done for the day.
Posted by P6 at October 10, 2003 04:35 PM | Trackback URL: http://www.prometheus6.org/mt/mt-tb.cgi/1940P6, do you believe that actually happened? If so, that it happened that way? I mean, come on.
just damn. and he lives in Detroit, of all places, too.
these days, events just seem to enforce the obvious... humanity is destined to destroy itself, gleefully chasing destruction rather than choosing to take the harder road of understanding.
i am glad that some people are fighters, willing and able to do whatever it takes to protect those than can't (and i do consider myself one of those). but in the context of a greater human good, we should have outgrown that need a long time ago.
Interesting that some would think that the author of the story in question would be lying about it or embellishing it.
anyone who thinks this kind of shit doesn't happen in real life must live in a deep, deep hole in the ground. without a ladder.
i sometimes lie awake at night wondering what i would do in such a situation. i can't imagine beeing as calm and collected as that individual. i'd be lucky just to make it through alive, much less have the capacity to actually show mercy.
there have been a lot of home invasions in my neighborhood, and some random "because i feel like it" drive-bys lately. i just wish this guy lived next door to me. it would make me feel safer than the big police station they just built half a mile from here.
i'm pretty much a pacifist, but some guy in my house at night=lethal force. i don't own any small arms, but i do have a big old crowbar by the kitchen door.
Thank God he and his family are safe and that he isn't getting in legal trouble because of it.
Yeah, it was.
I've been around, and I know when someone if real and when they're fronting. And if someone's been real all along I'm not going to suddenly stop believing them for no reason.
Train's been real. I have no reason to change my mind about that, and hence no reason to discuss this.
There are situations when I've made my judgement and that's the end of the story.
Nice to know that I can't rely on you to be reasonable whenever anything sensitive (like race) is involved.
You know what, Phelps? You've been around here and if you think I haven't been reasonable, that's fine.
I got limits. I tell you when they've been reached.
I think that you have been reasonable. That is why I stuck around, and that is why it is disappointing when you aren't.
We all have limits, Phelps. It's only reasonable to accept that of everyone.
I'm just this guy, you know? Reason is my greatest tool, weapon and shield but it has to be rooted in fact. And the fact is I'm as limited as anyone else. I get angry and frustrated and all the rest.
I can't even apologize for disappointing you.