YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE. NOBODY DESERVES TO DIE, AND ALL LIVES ARE WORTHWILE. MAYBE IF YOU AND YOUR
ASSHOLE FRIENDS WOULD HAVE JUST TALKED TO THAT PREDATOR COMPASSIONATELY IN A LOVEING, CARING MANNER
AND HAD HIM EXLPLAIN WHAT ISSUES IN HIS CHILDHOOD WERE LEADINING HIM TO HIS ANTISOCAL BEHAVIOR HE'D
BE ALIVE TODAY. THERE ARE NO BAD PEOPLE OUT THERE, EXCEPT THE ONES THAT ARE MEMBERS OF THE NRA AND
OTHER SUV-DRIVING, MEAT-EATING REPUBLICANS!
"Bikerecker" <
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> My friend Richard, unlike me, owns a gun, a 10 mm sig that he bought for protection, and he
> occasionally carries it on solo rides. Most of the
time, he
> carries bear spray, though, and frequently uses it on the dogs that run
freely
> in the areas where we ride. Over the last few years, a kid (now 19) in his neighborhood
> thought it was
good
> fun, and impressive to his fellow scum friends, to hassle Richard while he
was
> riding through the neighborhood. He only did this when Richard was alone,
and
> only when the punk was surrounded by friends. AS the kid got older, his
abuse
> worsened. At one point, he swerved his car at Richard, and threatened to
kill
> him more than once. This was an almost daily occurrence last Summer. The police, when called, did
> nothing, even though they new the punk from his lengthy record. Their comment, the last time
> Richard called them, was
that
> the kid really needed a serious ass whipping. After one particularly
egregious
> incident, Richard rode home, got his gun, and drove back up the street to confron the kid and his
> gang. He says it took all his restraint to keep
the
> gun out of sight, unused. He called the police, again. The kid had been arrested and served time,
> but never for anything serious.
Hhe
> would disappear for a few weeks or months, then resurface. Imagine having
to
> share your neighborhood (a middle- to upper-middle class neighborhood in
the
> well off part of Knoxville) with such a menace. Richard agonized for two
years
> over how to react; we all did, coming up with various fantastic, grandiose schemes to teach the
> kid a lesson or maybe knock him off. The kid had
nothing
> to lose, though, and we all have families, and lives, and things to live
for,
> so we restrained ourselves. Two weeks ago, in the middle of the night, the kid broke into another
house in
> the neighborhood. The home owner had a high powered rifle at the ready,
and
> shot the kid, who made it out of the house and over two fences before collapsing and dying in a
> backyard just down the street. It was several
hours
> before the body was discovered. Subsequent investigation revealed that the shooter's daughter
> had been
raped by
> the kid and some of his friends. The police are now working on the
premise,
> indicated by several interviews with friends of the rape victim, that the shooting was a setup, in
> which the punk had been lured into the house
somehow
> to meet the justice of the justifiably enraged father. The father did what we fantasized about: he
> took things into his own hands
and
> blew the worthless piece of **** away. He may end up going to jail for
1st
> degree murder, although, if any premeditated murder was ever justifiable,
this
> elimination of an irredeemably evil shell of a human was. This chain of events has been the cause
> of intense, profound discussion
among
> the group of us that ride and race together with Richard. Richard, who
was
> most directly menaced by the kid, now feels that he might have had some
small
> sliver of worthwhile humanity in him, and that the killing was wrong. I remain ambivalent.
> Greg Miller
