Tag: Good Guys

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

Oh lookee, a twofer:

One from King County WA (Seattle area!) and another in Phoenix AZ:

An alleged intruder in King County, Washington, died after a woman opened fire on around 2 a.m. Monday morning.  The woman called the King County Sheriff’s Office and told them she shot a man was allegedly trying to enter her home.

Deputies arrived to find an unconscious man lying in the driveway. The wounded suspect died later in a hospital.

Then:

A Phoenix, Arizona, homeowner shot and killed an alleged burglar Sunday morning shortly before 8 a.m. The homeowner shot the alleged burglar while on a 911 call with police.

I love the smell of dead goblin in the morning.  It smells like… justice.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

If you’re anything like me, you’ll be wanting a cigarette after reading this lovely little story — even if like me you don’t smoke.

An intruder who used brass knuckles to beat against a front door and break a window just before midnight Friday in Missouri was shot multiple times by the homeowner and killed.

KFVS 12 reported that the homeowner, Austin Glastetter, was in the house with his wife at the time of the incident.

Glastetter told the suspect, 31-year-old John Fisher, that he was armed, but Fisher allegedly responded by saying, “You’ll have to kill me.”

Wait, wait, hold it in for just a minute…

Glastetter then shot Fisher multiple times.

And:

The Scott County Sheriff’s Office issued a release noting that deputies arrived on the scene to find Fisher deceased.

Smoke ’em if you got ’em…

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

From Chicago, no less.  Read it all, but here’s the executive summary:

Just 18 minutes before the shooting, around 10:30 p.m., a gunman robbed a man near the corner of Fulton and Kilpatrick in Austin and drove off with the victim’s gray 2025 Toyota Corolla, according to a preliminary CPD report.

At approximately 10:43 p.m., two women were robbed at gunpoint in the 2500 block of West Haddon in Humboldt Park. The victims, both 27, told police they were outside when a car pulled up, and a man exited the vehicle with a firearm, a CPD spokesperson said. The man demanded their valuables and fled with the victims’ purses, phones, and wallets.

For his third and final act, the robber steered the hijacked Toyota onto the 1400 block of North Artesian at 10:48 p.m. He decided to try to rob a 36-year-old concealed carry holder who was unloading a vehicle on the block, according to CPD.

As the robber displayed a gun and demanded the victim’s property, the victim drew his own firearm and shot the robber multiple times in the chest and head. EMS transported the robber to Stroger Hospital, where he was pronounced dead.

I’ve heard of the “three strikes” principle, but this one takes the cake.  Clearly, our little 18-year-old choirboy played his property redistribution game just one time too many.

And if you didn’t get the giggles at the “multiple shots to the chest and head” thing, we can’t be friends.

Forgetting The Basics

Economics, Food & Drink

Many years ago, I had subscriptions to the UK’s Country Life and Country Squire  magazines, which, as their names suggest, are dedicated to that country’s rich rural heritage.  Yes, I know the mags’ main emphasis was (and still is) dedicated to the landed gentry, but the mags also contain gems, like this one from Country Squire :

We walk on concrete, but we live on bread. The modern world hums with the illusion of self-sufficiency – our smartphones deliver groceries with a tap, restaurants materialize meals on demand, and supermarkets present endless abundance as if by nature’s own hand. Yet this is a collective delusion.

The truth is simpler, starker: every society rests upon the bowed backs of farmers. They are the uncelebrated linchpin holding civilization together, performing work so fundamental we’ve forgotten to see it.

Their labor defies romanticism. Farming is not some bucolic idyll; it is mathematics written in mud and sweat. A farmer must be gambler and scientist, prophet and laborer – calculating risks against fickle weather, coaxing growth from stubborn soil, fighting entropy itself just to keep the fields productive. One missed frost, one unseen blight, and a year’s work vanishes. Meanwhile, they’re patronized by 5-days-a-week urbanites who’ve never dug a ditch, who speak of ‘sustainability’ between takeaway lattes, who’d starve in a week if the lorries stopped running.

And for what?

To watch agribusiness conglomerates and supermarket oligarchs siphon away the profits? To hear deadbeat politicians lecture them about ‘efficiency’ while folding to trade deals that undercut their livelihoods? To be treated as quaint relics in a world that venerates guff videos on TikTok?

There’s more, much more in the piece, and I urge you all to read it.

There’s unexpected humor, too.  This from Country Life:

And of course, there’s property:

…a snip, at only $120,000 a year rental.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

…and in today’s story, a reminder:  “Never Bring An Axe To A Gunfight“:

In Duplin County, NC an alleged intruder trying to break through a back door with an axe died after homeowners opened fire, shooting him numerous times.  Deputies arrived on scene to find David Bradley White “lying on his back at the bottom of some steps with multiple gunshot wounds.”  White was pronounced dead at the scene.

“Numerous times” heheheheh….

And as this happened in rural North Carolina, the cops patted the shooters on the back, thanked them for saving the cost of a trial, rolled up the late choirboy and stuck him in the trunk, and left.

Amen, Kid

Education

I can understand  an Olde Phartte  someone from my generation banging on about how the Yoof Of Today are hopeless wankers when it comes to education and being taught in the classroom.  (And yes, I use the word “wanker” in its most appropriate sense, as you will see later.)

But when a 26-year-old teacher gets all ranty on the above topic… well.

“These kids don’t know how to read,” she says flatly. “Because they’ve had things read to them, or they can just click a button and have something read out loud. Their attention spans are waning. Everything is high stimulation. They can scroll in less than a minute.”

And:

Teenagers who refuse to write even a paragraph, who throw tantrums when asked to handwrite an assignment, who beg to ‘just type it’ – not to save time or effort but to copy and paste answers from the internet or use AI to do the thinking for them.

She believes the behavior of her high schoolers is only part of the problem. What worries her is the sense that this generation, raised on screens, simply doesn’t care about anything whether it be learning, literacy or even the basics of society.

“They don’t care about making a difference in the world. They don’t care how to write a resume or a cover letter. They just have these devices in their hands that they think will get them through the rest of their life.

“They want to use [technology] for entertainment. They don’t want to use it for education.”

Hence my use of the term “wankers”:  self-pleasuring little wastrels.

Her solution?

“I think we need to cut off technology from these kids probably until they go to college,” she says. “Call me old-fashioned, but I just want you to look at the test scores. Look at the literacy rates. Look at the statistics. From when students didn’t use technology… to now.

“If you can’t read and you don’t care to read… you’re never going to have real opinions. You’ll never understand why laws and government matter. You’ll never know why you have the right to vote.”

By George… I think she’s got it.  And I repeat:  this isn’t some Olde Phartte like me;  she’s Gen Z, FFS.  And if someone in that group is starting to despair about the future generation…

She’s quitting teaching.  At age 26.

Somebody somewhere needs to give her a job — in a proper school, run as she describes it — because this is a lovely seed just waiting to grow.  She shouldn’t be wasted, because gawd knows there aren’t that many like her.