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Ninth_Scribe
10-18-2006, 07:55 PM
My life is horrible. Sometimes it just gets to me how wild this ride can get. The more I see here, the more tripped out I get.

That's one reason I moved to Cape Cod. I needed a slower, more simplistic approach to living. It was working. I had the chance to catch my breath and get caught up on what humanity has been up to - the scenic tour. Then I was presented with probably the worst case of Deja Vu ever... round three at Jerusalem! But I kept my cool and buckled my seatbelt for that ride. At least it's familiar territory... but what happened last night? That came from nowhere and totally broad-sided me!

I work nights at a gas station on the main highway, but it's pretty safe because it's just down the road from the police department. It's also off-season here, so we're all kind of laid back. Nothing was really going on. I was playing solitaire when the cops turned the intersection my station is on into a scene from the Dukes of Hazzard and ordered me to close down. Some lunitic actually shot up the Eastham police department! I couldn't believe my ears! It came across as a joke. I even laughed as I wondered to myself who would be crazy enough to shoot up the PD? I heard they cornered the guy and shot him dead. Turned out it was a kid I know, a friend of my son. Funny thing is, this kid was a really sweet and very talented kid. He was from a wealthy family, had lots of really cool toys (fast cars, boats, etc). He even tried to start up a computer business here a year back. He was also very handsome! My daughter had the biggest crush on him. Well mannered, polite and casual, never in trouble with the law, but not a 'goody-two-shoes' either (I drag raced against him on the back roads last spring). I just saw him the other day. He came in for gas and he was just fine.

What just happened here?

http://www.capecodonline.com/cctimes...ynightxs20.htm

Ninth Scribe ~ Who is not in Kansas anymore!
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anonymous
10-18-2006, 08:08 PM
Originally Posted by Ninth_Scribe
My life is horrible. Sometimes it just gets to me how wild this ride can get. The more I see here, the more tripped out I get.

That's one reason I moved to Cape Cod. I needed a slower, more simplistic approach to living. It was working. I had the chance to catch my breath and get caught up on what humanity has been up to - the scenic tour. Then I was presented with probably the worst case of Deja Vu ever... round three at Jerusalem! But I kept my cool and buckled my seatbelt for that ride. At least it's familiar territoy... but what happened last night? That came from nowhere and totally broad-sided me!

I work nights at a gas station on the main highway, but it's pretty safe because it's just down the road from the police department. It's also off-season here, so we're all kind of laid back. Nothing was really going on. I was playing solitaire when the cops turned the intersection my station is on into a scene from the Dukes of Hazzard and ordered me to close down. Some lunitic actually shot up the Eastham police department! I couldn't believe my ears! It came across as a joke. I even laughed as I wondere to myself who would be crzy enough to shoot up the PD? I heard they cornered the guy and shot him dead. Turned out it was a kid I know, a friend of my son. Funny thing is, this kid was a really sweet and very talented kid. He was from a wealthy family, had lots of really cool toys (fast cars, boats, etc). He even tried to strat up a computer business here a year back. He was also very handsome! My daughter had the biggest crush on him. Well mannered, polite and casual, never in trouble with the law, but not a goddy-two-shoes either (I drag raced against him on the back roads last spring). I just saw him the other day. He came in for gas and he was just fine.

What just happened here?

Ninth Scribe ~ Who is not in Kansas anymore!
:uuh:

Cape cod? this is in the US :?
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Ninth_Scribe
10-18-2006, 08:23 PM
Originally Posted by anonymous
:uuh:

Cape cod? this is in the US :?
Yes! This place is already tripping out over the Christina Worthington murder down in Truro. What makes it so trippy is the fact that this stuff just isn't supposed to happen here! I haven't locked my doors in 18 years... and while we might go off every now and then (recalling a variety of amusing and ill-fated antics), there are lines drawn that we don't cross.

OMG! If you just met this kid for a minute and then heard what you just heard, the first two words out of your mouth would be NO WAY!

Shakes head....

Ninth Scribe
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Woodrow
10-18-2006, 08:34 PM
I can understand your shock.


I am familiar with the Cape Cod area. I have some friends that are still living in that area, they may even be friends of yours. Things like that do not happen there. That area makes Mayberry look rowdy.

It is truly a sad thing when events like this happen in such a quiet peacefull place.
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Ninth_Scribe
10-18-2006, 08:42 PM
Originally Posted by Woodrow
I can understand your shock.


I am familiar with the Cape Cod area. I have some friends that are still living in that area, they may even be friends of yours. Things like that do not happen there. That area makes Mayberry look rowdy.

It is truly a sad thing when events like this happen in such a quiet peacefull place.
It just rattles me. I don't know why, but things like this would never have bothered me in New York. I expected it then and got a double helping as well, but I honestly didn't see this coming.

Ninth Scribe
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DaNgErOuS MiNdS
10-18-2006, 08:57 PM
Weird and unexpected things happen in life, diffrent people intepret them if diffrent ways. Maybe it was a sign?
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DigitalStorm82
10-18-2006, 09:16 PM
Thats what happens when they bottle up their feelings... you may seem nice to everyone and then one day... Bang! they all go postal...

Seen it before in many occasions...

Reaction is always like "omg he was so sweet"

I think things like this happen because of disfunctional families... lack of proper parenting...

May Allah save us from all the evils of this world. Ameen.

Ma'salaama
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Hijaabi22
10-18-2006, 09:25 PM
lol life is weirdddddddd man
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AnonymousPoster
10-19-2006, 04:14 AM
Scribe. I am sorry for your troubles .I can understand your shock. This is truly disheartening. I know of some kid who was murdered in San Diego for "inappropriate behavior", turns out he had a car fire and had taken off his clothes, was trying to flag some cops down. Which they took as a threat against their person! They wanted to exonerate themselves so they stuck a terrorist charge on him, as he was Lebanese and this coincided with the Israeli strikes against Lebanon, so they classified him as loony who was out for revenge.

For years I was on librax a medication they give for nervous tummies (later evolved into IBS) just because I couldn't handle the miserable events in the world around me. I don't am not sure that I am any better. I can't turn up a search engine without something churning my stomach. Now, I think I feel a bit better? I love this amazing verse in the Quran, basically stating that nothing goes unaccounted for. I believe in a different kind of justice and better sense of events, if not in this life, then in the next.....
أَيَحْسَبُ الْإِنسَانُ أَن يُتْرَكَ سُدًى {36}
[Shakir 75:36] Does man think that he is to be left to wander without an aim?
[Yusufali 75:36] Does man think that he will be left uncontrolled, (without purpose)?
[Pickthal 75:36] Thinketh man that he is to be left aimless?
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anonymous
10-19-2006, 06:19 AM
My life is horrible. Sometimes it just gets to me how wild this ride can get. The more I see here, the more tripped out I get.
Reminds me of an incident with Umar (2nd Caliphate)... he saw a really poor person (jew) walking past, and he wept and told his friends 'This person thinks he's in a misery, but in the hereafter he'll realise how much of a paradise he's in now compared to what he'll be facing if he dont change'

might be somethign to think over ninth scribe ;)
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Curaezipirid
10-19-2006, 07:37 AM
Try just saying du'a over what has happened within desire to work to prevent any further such occurrances. That is more or less what the Amish community have done to their own worth.

Also read Qur'an within a mindful attitude of wanting to know why such happened and how to prevent.

But I see you are of undisclosed belief so not likely a Muslim. Try then just remembering that there really are truly good people in the world, like the Amish, who will Pray and work in Forgiveness that such never again occur.

Remember that Forgiving is an active prevention of any further of the crime, and not just pretending that it is alright.

Apart from that be certain that it is real that the world is becoming a weirder place. That is what the prophesies are all made for to protect us from by letting us prepare ourselves for.

Try reading Bukhari of ahadith: the collection of all the Prophesies that were transmitted through Mohammed (Peace and Allah's blessings be with Him) which are not Qur'an. For some folk they are a more equitable place to commence learning what Islam is. Also of course all Muslims are Muslim because we believe in two good facts that protect us from the world being weird. One is Allah. Two is the promise Allah gave that the Prophesies Mohammed transmitted are the last Humanity will receive such that there can be no worse in the future that what he has Prophesied. That is for a true believer. Worse stuff seems to go on among those whom are not believers.

Here is an example of how I myself have been protected. I live in a situation in which local criminals would want me dead if they had an inkling of what I know and how far I disceminate such matters; but they accept me by supposing I am an addict. Then I was wondering one day if one of my friends would need some THC in His system so as to comprehend what I needed him to know. I wondered where I could get some such substance for him to share the load by being whom purchased. It was an important matter to communicate and important to many folk that that individual know. He is with a false diagnosis which keeps him under house arrest on psychiatric medication and all his income locked away from him, or else I would not even consider seeking an illicit drug for him. (he has no tobacco or alcohol problem) Then in the immediate days after I woke at the pre-dawn prayer time (shockingly right aligned) with words sort of booming through my brain from the streeties, that is the boss street drug seller among the homeless folk in the city. The words were directing me that if I spent $50, I'd be matched up with a partner. This is the situation: folk whom sleep on the streets in the city get moved on by police unless they are partnered with a person whom enacts sodomy upon them. Many of them in fact are rent boys ironically. (they rent nice dry places in public parks and the knowledge of where all the free food outlets run by the charities are) Now it happens that I have befriended a few Aborigines among those who sleep in the city parks (and doorways etc) and one among them helps me to get free food often (4 good meals a week and enough coffee and soup for life) in return for an occasional night under a roof. That enables me to afford the public transport to libraries with free internet access. More or less, well actually that is an accurate account, but there is food at home not eaten which I am feeling guilty about, in having overestimated my appetite in Ramadan.

(now where am I again in my story . . .) Oh, so one day, yesterday (17th), in the evening I rang my mum and asked for $40 ahead of the whole of $100 my dad sends me today. Mysteriously she sent $50. (then my dad sent the whole $100)(?) I stayed awake all night on Tuesday 17th using the internet in an internet game cafe where mostly youth hang out who want to play games bigger than a home computer can afford to store. Then on Wednesday I used the internet in libraries and then went to a free dinner with the street people. But too my surprise all the street people were really really stoned like there was a sudden influx of stronger drugs. And one among whom is a violent and perverse individual and neo-nazi sat down next to me assertively and as though in ownership of me. (this is all happening in a city church hall) My friend was sitting next to me. He is a fully initiated Aboriginal elder with the scarification on his chest to prove it. Another person whom is a mad and well educated Jesus wanting kafir was sitting opposite me. (my friend and him are both called John, and I had just finished introducing them when the nazi came along) Now I began telling John about The Elephants. The story of that Surah within its contextual relevance. I was quite assertive and explicit. At that the nazi got up in a bad temper and sat equally assertively down near a girl who always wears pyjamas and sleeps on the street and had been partnered with John. (best remember here that there are a few folk around whom provide cover for others in respect of the sodomy expectation among the child prostitution and pornography crime scene which seeks recruits constantly on any Queensland street-so if you are teamed up right you can avoid any danger) Then I witnessed a terrible thing. That girl with John whom had been safe with him, suddenly fell into Hell forever, the evidence of her appearance in body was well defined. The the kafir called John manifested the quality of a Soul taking control of him. Then I am left alone with the other John, the Aboriginal elder in a foul temper with me. While seemingly ex-kafir john goes and plays us all music on the piano. John the kafir had read Qur'an also at my request of him one day. Then he goes off on his own to live on the street, which is actually quite life threatening to engage in. Heaps of violent crimes happen to those not identified within a permitted category by the child pornography and prostitution gang, if out on the street alone at night. I always stick to where there is a visible uniform presence, and know that the non-uniform policing is involved with the criminals, and thwarting other non-uniform policing. Clearly the instant I am describing is one which had the bad guy policing present. Twice even I have been in conversation on the street with US military self identifying their observing. And a third time also managed to identify to their good presence that my son is in danger since his step mother encourages him to go into the city for fun.

I realised that I have only narrowly escaped being murdered and only because in all my conversations that evening almost all I told about was of Islam. I just got on with the business of imparting Islamic teaching to the curious and the whole situation played out around me with me perfectly safe in the middle of it all.

Thank Allah mu'asalam

There is the fact of course that my du'a have been in mind of my children's safety, and that I have sought for a cover from Americans for when the Australian policing situation is too fraught. Equitably there has also been an Australian soldier mentioning to me that Australians find it difficult to accept American order over in the Middle East. There is something peculiar going on between how Australia is aligning between Britain and American in respect of the division of labour between police and military. We have missed out entirely the good in British policing oddly since having been a colony. Our police are more like army. And among the army those who believe are like model police.

So you may get that my world is weird also and not much I can tell will help; except that Islam protects me, and I experience life joyously.

This morning I woke up with Ants in my bed and inside my pants biting me. I thought it was hilarious. Ants in the pants and all that. Praise Allah it was tiny little black sugar ants rather than having been raped by a Shaytan which is were the situation could have headed last night. I fink the nazis are the sugar ants cause no other shaytan have blue eyes.

We had salami for dinner and all last night hilariously; but then that is mixing metaphors a bit, so I shan't try to explain.

Truly I am saddened to learn about the situation where you are living ninth scribe. I enjoy your posts.

Mu'assalam
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Curaezipirid
10-19-2006, 07:38 AM
Try just saying du'a over what has happened within desire to work to prevent any further such occurrances. That is more or less what the Amish community have done to their own worth.

Also read Qur'an within a mindful attitude of wanting to know why such happened and how to prevent.

But I see you are of undisclosed belief so not likely a Muslim. Try then just remembering that there really are truly good people in the world, like the Amish, who will Pray and work in Forgiveness that such never again occur.

Remember that Forgiving is an active prevention of any further of the crime, and not just pretending that it is alright.

Apart from that be certain that it is real that the world is becoming a weirder place. That is what the prophesies are all made for to protect us from by letting us prepare ourselves for.

Try reading Bukhari of ahadith: the collection of all the Prophesies that were transmitted through Mohammed (Peace and Allah's blessings be with Him) which are not Qur'an. For some folk they are a more equitable place to commence learning what Islam is. Also of course all Muslims are Muslim because we believe in two good facts that protect us from the world being weird. One is Allah. Two is the promise Allah gave that the Prophesies Mohammed transmitted are the last Humanity will receive such that there can be no worse in the future that what he has Prophesied. That is for a true believer. Worse stuff seems to go on among those whom are not believers.

Here is an example of how I myself have been protected. I live in a situation in which local criminals would want me dead if they had an inkling of what I know and how far I disceminate such matters; but they accept me by supposing I am an addict. Then I was wondering one day if one of my friends would need some THC in His system so as to comprehend what I needed him to know. I wondered where I could get some such substance for him to share the load by being whom purchased. It was an important matter to communicate and important to many folk that that individual know. He is with a false diagnosis which keeps him under house arrest on psychiatric medication and all his income locked away from him, or else I would not even consider seeking an illicit drug for him. (he has no tobacco or alcohol problem) Then in the immediate days after I woke at the pre-dawn prayer time (shockingly right aligned) with words sort of booming through my brain from the streeties, that is the boss street drug seller among the homeless folk in the city. The words were directing me that if I spent $50, I'd be matched up with a partner. This is the situation: folk whom sleep on the streets in the city get moved on by police unless they are partnered with a person whom enacts sodomy upon them. Many of them in fact are rent boys ironically. (they rent nice dry places in public parks and the knowledge of where all the free food outlets run by the charities are) Now it happens that I have befriended a few Aborigines among those who sleep in the city parks (and doorways etc) and one among them helps me to get free food often (4 good meals a week and enough coffee and soup for life) in return for an occasional night under a roof. That enables me to afford the public transport to libraries with free internet access. More or less, well actually that is an accurate account, but there is food at home not eaten which I am feeling guilty about, in having overestimated my appetite in Ramadan.

(now where am I again in my story . . .) Oh, so one day, yesterday (17th), in the evening I rang my mum and asked for $40 ahead of the whole of $100 my dad sends me today. Mysteriously she sent $50. (then my dad sent the whole $100)(?) I stayed awake all night on Tuesday 17th using the internet in an internet game cafe where mostly youth hang out who want to play games bigger than a home computer can afford to store. Then on Wednesday I used the internet in libraries and then went to a free dinner with the street people. But too my surprise all the street people were really really stoned like there was a sudden influx of stronger drugs. And one among whom is a violent and perverse individual and neo-nazi sat down next to me assertively and as though in ownership of me. (this is all happening in a city church hall) My friend was sitting next to me. He is a fully initiated Aboriginal elder with the scarification on his chest to prove it. Another person whom is a mad and well educated Jesus wanting kafir was sitting opposite me. (my friend and him are both called John, and I had just finished introducing them when the nazi came along) Now I began telling John about The Elephants. The story of that Surah within its contextual relevance. I was quite assertive and explicit. At that the nazi got up in a bad temper and sat equally assertively down near a girl who always wears pyjamas and sleeps on the street and had been partnered with John. (best remember here that there are a few folk around whom provide cover for others in respect of the sodomy expectation among the child prostitution and pornography crime scene which seeks recruits constantly on any Queensland street-so if you are teamed up right you can avoid any danger) Then I witnessed a terrible thing. That girl with John whom had been safe with him, suddenly fell into Hell forever, the evidence of her appearance in body was well defined. The the kafir called John manifested the quality of a Soul taking control of him. Then I am left alone with the other John, the Aboriginal elder in a foul temper with me. While seemingly ex-kafir john goes and plays us all music on the piano. John the kafir had read Qur'an also at my request of him one day. Then he goes off on his own to live on the street, which is actually quite life threatening to engage in. Heaps of violent crimes happen to those not identified within a permitted category by the child pornography and prostitution gang, if out on the street alone at night. I always stick to where there is a visible uniform presence, and know that the non-uniform policing is involved with the criminals, and thwarting other non-uniform policing. Clearly the instant I am describing is one which had the bad guy policing present. Twice even I have been in conversation on the street with US military self identifying their observing. And a third time also managed to identify to their good presence that my son is in danger since his step mother encourages him to go into the city for fun.

I realised that I have only narrowly escaped being murdered and only because in all my conversations that evening almost all I told about was of Islam. I just got on with the business of imparting Islamic teaching to the curious and the whole situation played out around me with me perfectly safe in the middle of it all.

Thank Allah mu'asalam

There is the fact of course that my du'a have been in mind of my children's safety, and that I have sought for a cover from Americans for when the Australian policing situation is too fraught. Equitably there has also been an Australian soldier mentioning to me that Australians find it difficult to accept American order over in the Middle East. There is something peculiar going on between how Australia is aligning between Britain and American in respect of the division of labour between police and military. We have missed out entirely the good in British policing oddly since having been a colony. Our police are more like army. And among the army those who believe are like model police.

So you may get that my world is weird also and not much I can tell will help; except that Islam protects me, and I experience life joyously.

This morning I woke up with Ants in my bed and inside my pants biting me. I thought it was hilarious. Ants in the pants and all that. Praise Allah it was tiny little black sugar ants rather than having been raped by a Shaytan which is were the situation could have headed last night. I fink the nazis are the sugar ants cause no other shaytan have blue eyes.

We had salami for dinner and all last night hilariously; but then that is mixing metaphors a bit, so I shan't try to explain.

Truly I am saddened to learn about the situation where you are living ninth scribe. I enjoy your posts.

Mu'assalam :)
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AnonymousPoster
10-19-2006, 05:00 PM
Originally Posted by anonymous
Reminds me of an incident with Umar (2nd Caliphate)... he saw a really poor person (jew) walking past, and he wept and told his friends 'This person thinks he's in a misery, but in the hereafter he'll realise how much of a paradise he's in now compared to what he'll be facing if he dont change'

might be somethign to think over ninth scribe ;)
I believe the Hadith went more along these lines unless we are talking about different ones?:
The khaliph was walking when he was stopped by a very poor Jewish man in a miserable condition, He the Jew asked the khaliph and stated : "How can you say that this world is the prison of the Muslim, and a Heaven for the disbeliever, when look how much better off you are than me?" the khaliph stated "If you knew what God had in stores for the Muslims in the hereafter you'd think this was the prison of the Muslim, and if you Knew what hell is like in the hereafter, you'd know this is your heaven"......
:w:
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anonymous
10-19-2006, 05:48 PM
Originally Posted by Anonymous Tester
I believe the Hadith went more along these lines unless we are talking about different ones?:
The khaliph was walking when he was stopped by a very poor Jewish man in a miserable condition, He the Jew asked the khaliph and stated : "How can you say that this world is the prison of the Muslim, and a Heaven for the disbeliever, when look how much better off you are than me?" the khaliph stated "If you knew what God had in stores for the Muslims in the hereafter you'd think this was the prison of the Muslim, and if you Knew what hell is like in the hereafter, you'd know this is your heaven"......
:w:
Yes you're right so sorry! i read this sooo long ago i must hav confused it with the other incident of the old jew who was begging for money to pay his jizyah

jazakilah/jazakallaah khayr :)

salamz
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Ninth_Scribe
10-19-2006, 07:16 PM
Thanks guys. Lots of creative thoughts to keep me going. I'd been chatting with a good portion of the town last night at work. Layer by layer the whole story started to come out. His parents split up because his father was caught with the russian girls who come over here each summer on work visas. Ever since then, he's had emotional problems so he went on meds, which have problems all their own. The cops didn't do anything wrong. He was trying to provoke them.

I guess it's not the event that rattles me so much. It's that this kid, who I thought should be a role model for my boys, flipped out like that. I was told he had called his mom before this all began (she's living in Maine now) and told her he wanted to take hostages! For what!? I mean, what happened to him? This was such a sweet, handsome, talented kid. What exactly did I miss? How could he be smiling, buying gas and shooting the breeze one moment and be shooting up the PD a couple hours later?



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Woodrow
10-19-2006, 07:58 PM
Sounds like he is the victim of a fairly recent phenomenon known as "Suicide by Cop" In the past few years the police have been seeing more incidents like this were a person does not want to live but does not want to be seen as a coward so they seek death by provoking the police.

With that said I doubt if he posed a threat to any other person and I doubt if he would have done anything to hurt anyone else. He just wanted to make it appear he was dangerous so the police would have no choice.

A very sad story and such a waste of a life.

Suicide by cop is becoming so common that police departments are now setting web pages up to help cousel officers that surrer PTSD as a result.
Here is one: http://www.suicidebycop.com/
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Curaezipirid
10-19-2006, 08:08 PM
ha ha, it's no joke

or what, that the American State is getting the results of a war against terror

and after all when I had offered to them to let Australians get that specific result

Maybe they got upset over a Malaysian connection: (that is the American US in the Military)(my us inclusive really)(why yes it is, of course)

but maybe they don't know that I know that the downfall of the Whitlam era in Australia was via a Charlie and a Bruce and another guy who had an Indonesian connection in Darwin who had a Malay connection who connects to an anti-ahadith sort of guy who better learn the Ant story in truth without ruth

(are allegories that connectable as reality of urban mythology?)

But when it comes to life getting too weird the urban mythologists rule over all other than Islam; so where I am headed is Islamic urban myths oc

Alaikumuassalamuwarahmathwullahi waramathahu (oop haven't got all the letters yet)mu'aslam
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Curaezipirid
10-19-2006, 08:10 PM
dey (me dad) don no what dey don wid wabbi ts nor to who more salami
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Ninth_Scribe
10-20-2006, 06:57 PM
Originally Posted by Woodrow
Sounds like he is the victim of a fairly recent phenomenon known as "Suicide by Cop" In the past few years the police have been seeing more incidents like this were a person does not want to live but does not want to be seen as a coward so they seek death by provoking the police.

With that said I doubt if he posed a threat to any other person and I doubt if he would have done anything to hurt anyone else. He just wanted to make it appear he was dangerous so the police would have no choice.

A very sad story and such a waste of a life.

Suicide by cop is becoming so common that police departments are now setting web pages up to help cousel officers that surrer PTSD as a result.
Here is one: http://www.suicidebycop.com/
You're absolutely right. He would never have hurt a living soul, and I checked the PD... none of the shots he fired were higher than 18 inches off the ground. I can't find fault with the cops involved because he was armed and combat ready, but it's just weird. If he wanted to kill himself, why wear a bullet-proof vest? Why run from the scene? This kid had everything going for him. He had a family crisis - big deal! The court date for that incident was a week away and I'm sure he was really stressed out, but Kevin and I had been through that so many times. It looms over your head, but you get through it and breath a sigh of relief when it's all over with. It didn't have to end like this.



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