Category: Righteous Shootings

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

I’m exercising my editorial prerogative on this one to include “clubbing” with “shooting”, as Our Hero used a shotgun to send a choirboy to his justified end:

An 82-year-old Vietnam War veteran beat an armed home invader to death with the butt end of a shotgun to protect his 79-year-old wife after the invader attacked her in their home in South Carolina on Monday.

…and we’re talking ten (10!) butt-strokes.

of course, we get the prerequisite “you shouldn’t do that” warning from the fuzz:

Captain Eric Abdullah, a spokesman for the Aiken County Sheriff’s Office, advised all residents to immediately contact law enforcement if they believe their home is being broken into.  “Of course, folks have the right to defend themselves if their lives are in danger, but the best thing to do is to call for help.”

Call for help in carting the scumbag’s corpus delicti  away, would be my advice.

If this story doesn’t put a smile on your face and bring out an “Attaboy!”, I don’t want to talk to you.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

And just in time for Christmas, from the great state of Texas comes this excellent news:

The caller told 911 dispatch that her ex-boyfriend was breaking into her home, Officer Haley Morrow said. Then she fired a gun and hit the man, who was pronounced dead at the scene, she said.
Jefferson County Precinct One Justice of the Peace Ben Collins, Sr. said the man had a gunshot wound to the chest and was from Georgia. He said the homeowner fired one shot which struck the man in the chest and he has ordered an autopsy.

A one-shot kill?  Let’s hear it for the lady:

Wish we could be told the details, i.e. what gun, what caliber, what kind of boolet, etc.  But let’s not quibble too much.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

So you and three of your compadres / homeboys / members of the choir decide to get together for a little undocumented property redistribution.  What happens next?

Hey, it’s Louisiana, baby:

A homeowner in Lacombe, Louisiana, shot and killed two alleged intruders Tuesday morning and sent two others to the hospital with gunshot wounds.

While some may think that a 50% kill rate is a little low, I think that putting all four down — especially during what seems to have been a gun battle — is quite laudable.  Note that the two who didn’t snuff it will now face the death penalty anyway, so there’s that.

Damn… this ammo shortage may force me to use my new Savage .22 rifle to celebrate the Happy Dance, instead of the customary AK-47.

These are tough times we live in.  A little less tough than if we were burglars in Lacombe LA, though.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

Man, they’re coming in thick and fast.  From Reader JohnC (thankee!) comes this excellent news*:

Police said three employees were inside the Wingstop in northeast Philadelphia Sunday when a 53-year-old man walked in wearing a mask and gloves around 10:30 p.m. The suspect allegedly pointed a gun at them and demanded the employees hand over the money from the cash register drawer.
Investigators said that’s when a customer, identified by police only as a man in his late 20s, walked in talking on the phone, likely not noticing a robbery was taking place, WPVI reported.
The suspect then turned and pointed his firearm at the customer, demanding he turn over his cell phone.
The customer pulled his own gun and fired one shot at the perpetrator, striking him in the neck, said Philadelphia Police Chief Inspector Scott Small. The suspect was pronounced dead at the scene.

[pauses to let the cheering and catcalls subside]

There’s so much to like about this story that I barely know where to begin.  (A neck shot?  Dude.)

And now comes the time at this website when we do the Happy Dance…

*no link because it comes from the foul Fox News, who persist in embedding annoying loud auto-start videos in their articles.  Also because Fox News, period.  Fuck ’em.  They’ve joined the list of news orgs which get no links from me.