JayG said it – truer words never spoken!
Then followed up with THIS!
A New York deli worker pulled a machete from under his counter and chased away an armed, masked gunman who fired a shot at the wall as he demanded money, police said.
Police on Long Island say the gunman entered the Stop & Shop Deli on Crooked Hill Road Sept. 25 and fired his silver .22-caliber pistol as he ordered the worker to stuff his Air Jordan backpack with cash.
The worker apparently chased the dude out of the store and through the parking lot. Armed with a machete. Against a gun. That’s pretty impressive right there, I have to admit. Not many people would go on the offensive against a (marginally) superior weapon. I know I’d sure as hell be reluctant to take on someone armed with a gun if I only had a lawn care implement…
(I was reminded that Jamaica has rampant violent crime, and very strict firearms control – perhaps we should all get machetes as backup?)
Another dispatch from..
Wirecutter shares with us a tale of people in Condition GREY…
The passengers on a San Francisco light rail line were so absorbed in their phones and their tablet computers that no one noticed when a madman pulled out a handgun and waved it around several times before opening fire and killing a random commuter, police have revealed.
Nikhom Thephakaysone is charged with murdering promising San Francisco State University student Justin Valdez, 20, in cold blood, without provocation on a Municipal Railway last month.
Police say the CCTV footage from the rail car show that neither Valdez nor any of his fellow passengers saw it coming – even though Thephakaysone pulled out a .45-caliber pistol several times – even rubbing his nose with it in his hand once.
I used to hang with a shooter who said average people walk around inattentive (Condition WHITE), but those whose faces are buried in newspapers or magazines (the cell phones and tablets of the day) are even WORSE. CONDITION GREY!
Don’t be GREY!
Well, at long last, the Zimmerman trial is set to begin in Florida. You remember? The White guy who killed an innocent Black youth for the crime of being Black?
That’s what the press told you, more or less.
Of course, none of us were there. And, isn’t Justice alleged to be racially blind in this country? That is, unless the press takes the tack that the
assailant victim was subjected to racial profiling.
Now it has come out that the defendant previously fought for racial justice causes.
Hardly a bigot.
And, this gem from Glenn Reynolds:
IF THE PRESS WERE PUSHING A ZIMMERMAN-VICTIMOLOGY STORY, would they be saying more about how a black/Hispanic male is being tried by a jury of (mostly white) women? Zimmerman, remember, is 1/4 black,making him blacker than Homer Plessy.
Regardless of the facts and evidence, it’ll be interesting to see if racial justice for Mr. Zimmerman is served.
If you don’t know Homer Plessy, here’s a link…
My Dad was a very complex individual. He certainly had courage, but he had his unresolved fears, as well. He had amazing will power, but not in all areas of his weaknesses. Guess that’s why they’re weaknesses.
My Dad did a stint ‘working on the railroad’ back in the forties and fifties. He was still living in Connecticut, and his father (the former Marine sharpshooter) was a Lieutenant in the NY,NH & H Railroad Police (The New York, New Haven & Hartford Railroad). This was long before AMTRAK.
I’m certain, at least in part, my father obtained the RR police job through nepotism. That doesn’t mean he wasn’t qualified, but getting a railroad job was exceedingly difficult.
One late night, he was on a platform awaiting another train’s arrival. The platform was basically empty. Suddenly, two drunken sailors appeared and approached my dad. And proceeded to beat the living crap out of him.
As he told the story (being a macho former college football lineman) he tried to defend himself as best he could. Have you ever been in a physical confrontation? Against multiple assailants? It can’t be easy, given just one can be problematic. And these two guys were fit Navy guys.
Ultimately, he found himself down on his hands-and-knees, covering his face and eyes with his hands, and his ribs with his arms, while being kicked by two men. At least one had brought him into that position by kicking him in the crotch.
And there he was, awaiting death. And appealing to God to give him the strength to survive.
Suddenly, there was a break in the pain and nausea, and he lunged sideways, tackling one of his assailants. After banging his head on the platform (I assume multiple times), he faced the second sailor. He threw him off the platform and down onto an empty track.
Then he somehow made his way to a railroad room where he could lock himself away. There was no such thing as instant communication and backup in those days.
After returning to work, he found out two sailors had reported having been assaulted on the platform. One with a concussion, the other a broken back! No one connected my father to the injuries. Or at least tried to make the connection.
A couple years later, I was born.
Fast-forward about 20 years after that, my Dad was officiating a Pop Warner football game. And one of those events that seems to be more common these days occurred. Some kiddie-footballer’s dad took offense to a call and began physically attacking the officials! And a melee ensued. Fans and officials fighting all over the field! A buddy of my father’s, another official, was being choked by one of the irate fan fathers.
And, here comes my Dad, 20+ years after the sailor fight. He was able to pull the attacker off his friend, and then was blindsided by a second idiot, having his eyeglasses broken for the effort. He was obviously much older and overweight. The end result was three crowd members were arrested, fortunately, no officials. And no serious injuries.
My dad’s friend presented him with a trophy, a football in a kicking tee with a plaque reading COURAGE.
He certainly had that. And he left us way too young.
He died six years before Molly was born. He would have revelled in her.
I no longer have my Dad, nor my daughter. I still have the trophy, somewhere.
Authorities have identified 19-year-old Matthew Sykora of Yuma as the teen who came across an armed homeowner in the middle of the night during a possible home invasion.Yuma County Sheriff’s deputies arrived to the home in the area of S. Avenue D and County 14th at 1:22 a.m. to find the Yuma teen dead from a single gunshot wound.Sheriff deputies said the homeowner called 911 to report being woken up after hearing sounds in the home.
The homeowner has not been named.
Records show, this was not the teen’s first time in trouble with the law; in January of 2012, Sykora was charged with felony counts of theft and fraudulent schemes.
h/t Dean Weingarten
JOSEPHINE COUNTY, Ore. (CBS Seattle) — An Oregon woman was told by a 911 dispatcher that authorities wouldn’t be able be able to help her as her ex-boyfriend broke into her place because of budget cuts.
Oregon Public Radio reports that an unidentified woman called 911 during a weekend in August 2012 while Michael Bellah was breaking into her place. Her call was forwarded to Oregon State Police because of lay-offs at the Josephine County Sheriff’s Office only allows the department to be open Monday through Friday.
“Uh, I don’t have anybody to send out there,” the 911 dispatcher told the woman. “You know, obviously, if he comes inside the residence and assaults you, can you ask him to go away? Do you know if he’s intoxicated or anything?”
The woman told the dispatcher that Bellah previously attacked her and left her hospitalized a few weeks prior to the latest incident. The dispatcher stayed on the phone with the woman for more than 10 minutes before the sexual assault took place. …
I feel horrible for this woman. And for any crime, fire or accident victim. But, I’m reminded of the old Amex commercial with Karl Malden. ”What will you do? What will you do?”
911 service (or it’s equivalent) is well-prevalent in the modern world. And, it’s nice that our tax dollars have set up a system of brave and competent first responders to react as agents of government to help should that become necessary.
But, the system isn’t foolproof, nor is it a panacea. Nor does it remove personal responsibility.
Keep a first aid kit and fire extinguisher in your home and car. Know how to use them! Obviously, I expect all responsible adults to own firearms, with the same caveat.
“When seconds count, the police are minutes away.”
h/t Maddened Fowl
American Mercenary shares with us a dream he had. His conclusions?
Shot placement shot placement shot placement. A good hit with a 9mm is better than a poor hit with a 45.
Trouble comes in threes, and you have to deal with them all.
Hesitation equals death. If you have a gun on someone and they disobey your orders it is only to cause you harm. Pull the damn trigger.
Now, I’ve had dreams involving shooting, but they rarely did they involve philosophy and Jeff Cooper-isms. Or truths.
Take them as you will.
It’s amazing how the p****fication of America continues. I saw an article the other day regarding violence in the schools, and how there was a ‘zero tolerance’ policy for such things. Including the phrase:
Violence never solved anything!
Certainly juveniles need to be taught how to solve their differences without physical conflict first, but, failing that, learn next how to pick and choose their battles, then to win them! These last two elements seem to have been lost to the dustbin of history.
This can and should be extrapolated to relations between nations. Speak softly and carry a big stick works for me, for the ‘street’ and the schoolyard (although most schoolyards prohibit sticks or their moral equivalent).
Certainly children emulate their parents, more than copy their words. If you solve problems at home physically, your child is likely to copy you. I saw a stair-step family in the mall one day, six or seven kids in a row, in diminishing height, accompanying their mother. (side note – father was nowhere to be seen.) One of the middle boys punched his sister in the arm – the mom spun around and cracked the boy full-palm across the face screaming “Don’t you hit your sister!” I wonder where he learned such behavior?
I remember my daughter, after two years of karate, being harassed at her bus stop by a boy who was a head taller than she. This was happening daily. Obviously, the boy was repeating something he heard at home, something inappropriate for this venue or 6th Grade girls, which my daughter was. She implored me, “Can I hit him?, Can I?” I asked if he had touched her, she said no. I advised we would deal with it (by speaking with the school). But, I did tell her if he did touch her, yes, she could respond with force. Fortunately, he was moved to another bus stop, and she didn’t have to do anything. She’d have hurt him, significantly.
I’ve never been the victim of an armed robbery (knock-on-wood) but if I were and the opportunity presented itself, I’d respond with appropriate force. Not inappropriate force, but force. Violence. If necessary. I have been the victim of multiple burglaries (in my former neighborhood). Had I walked in on the miscreants, responding with force concurrent with Arizona law would have been appropriate. And certainly necessary.
I was attacked by a mentally unbalanced person with a knife once. It’s fortunate I was unarmed, or she would be dead. I did injure her to stop the attack.
Violence isn’t always a first choice, but sometimes it is a choice. And sometimes it does solve problems.
(NOT the modern AR-15 rifle clone, you ninnies!)
The classic, later known as the Model 10 .38 Special revolver.
I’ve never owned one. I’ve shot a bazillion of ‘em, and carried some. With the exception of those without the strength to pull the trigger, I’ve recommended these (or similar models) for self protection, CCW, and general home/business carry for years.
Why? Not everyone likes the semiautomatic, even those with minimal levers and buttons (e.g. Glock). And the .38 Special cartridge is street-proven, but not so full of blast and flash to scare the new shooter more than the shootee! Good for a beginner.
Barrel length? That’s a matter of personal choice, although a 4″ barrel is fairly ubiquitous and inexpensive (used) at gun shows and pawn shops.
And they come with a fixed sight – nothing to hang up, break or misalign on a coat or in a purse. One could ‘bob’ the hammer and remove the single action function if one were moved to do so.
Disadvantages? Medium caliber and six rounds; slow to reload. Although I’ve known a few folks who could reload from belt loops two-rounds-at-a-time faster shot-to-shot than some folks using a pistol with a magazine!
And, I’m old-school, so there!
The truncated (and flawed-from-memory) version is Mas was involved in a ‘war game’ style pistol competition; multiple assailants advancing on his position. Rather than advancing and engaging, he dug in, awaiting the ‘bad guys’ to make their advance, and come to their doom. The R.O. kept changing the rules, in an effort to get Mas to play the game: R.O. – “They have your daughter, Mas! Mas – “I can get another!” Eventually, his postgame analysis was he would have stealthily sneaked up on the assailants individually from the rear, and executed them, rather than engaging from the front and getting ‘killed’. (a la Major George Nonte?)
Mr. Ayoob’s (and Old NFO’s) point is CHEAT TO WIN!
Were not speaking of scholastic or business competition here, where people are expected to have rules of conduct and to act ethically. We’re speaking of survival!
If some street punk (or a bevvy of street punks) is attempting to relieve you your wallet by threatening you with your life, the Marquis of Queenbury Rules do not apply! ALL IS NOT FAIR IN WAR!
CHEAT TO WIN! Let the bad guys rail “That’s NOT fair!”, assuming they survive the encounter.
h/t Col. Jeff Cooper