Nothing is Free

Exception to every rule. People Shooter is free I tell ya! We're up to three installments of my latest and greatest story . . . People Shooter. Everything in this story is based on research. It isn't a knee jerk reaction to the horrors of gun violence in America. How its written is how it happens. So read away and leave a comment. Thanks go out to the Barone Literary Agency who has had my back. Now scroll down and read the first three installments.

Three dead in Old Minnesota

I wrote 'People Shooter' because it was cathartic. I find it hard to live with daily violence brought to you by the Second Amendment. I feel that the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall be established after conditions are met. European Countries do this quiet nicely. They sign out weapons for hunting. There has been violence in Europe, but not on the level found in the United States. This is a problem our elected leaders have no idea how to handle.

This is my point of view, on this problem and I stand by it. So please do share your thoughts but lets agree to disagree if need be. I get that rainy day feeling when I think of all the horrible acts of violence we have to endure day in and day out from a trigger being pulled.

Side bar here. If we have to appease some who desire the right to bear arms why does it stop with firearms? Our right to purchase dynamite ended in the sixties when explosives rocked the land of the brave during Viet Nam protests. So if you exercise your right to own a gun, why not put up a fuss for explosives?   

These three were shot to death the other day.

R.I.P.

   

Another day . . . Another Rejection!

 

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People Shooter #3

 

“Please shut it!’ Officer Tracy glared at him in the rearview mirror shaking her head. “I’m going to read you your rights and tape what you have to say. Okay, McShuster?”

Someone pounded on the window. They both jumped. “Godammit. You just as well kill someone than scare them half to death,” Tracy growled while sliding open the window. An officer stood by the squad while glancing around the area.

“Sorry. Sorry,” the officer said while still surveying the scene.  Did he say anything about anyone helping him here? He a lone gunman or what?” Several other officers crowded in around the squad dressed up like soldiers, assault weapons held across their chests, the word “Police” printed on their black outfits.

“If I say something, can you loosen these?” McShuster leaned forward, exposing his cuffed hands.

“You good with that, Jill?” The officer asked.

She got out of the squad and started working a little key in the hole on the cuff. The handcuffs had worked a deep imprint into his wrist, she noticed, suppressing a grin. Yes sir … the little bastard got what he had coming.

“Yes, I’m here doing what I had to do. I’m what you’d call a lone gunman. Wait a minute, I don’t have a gun. I’m just here, I mean alone. How bad hurt is he?” McShuster nodded toward Noah. Everyone ignored him.

The SWAT officer lowered his voice. “Jill, is your daughter alright? Is she at the game?” Tracy told him Megan was okay; that she had ran her friend to the hospital with a broken arm.

“Good to hear. Hang in there, Jill. We got to clear the school.” The group spun from the squad and trotted into the north entrance.

After reading McShuster his rights and double checking her device, she exhaled. She didn’t want to hear it; when it got personal things got harder. Megan had been at the basketball game. She was okay but was crying after spotting her mom getting out of her squad, Megan had run up assuring Tracy she was okay but her friend was hurt. Not shot. Just hurt. She had fallen off a bleacher and a bone was sticking out of her arm. Megan was going to drive her but promised to drive carefully since ambulances were waiting to only transport gunshot victims. Courtney was not going to die. She needed a doctor though because it looked like it hurt. Bad.

“Where do I start here? This is Officer Tracy. I’m with James McShuster,” she continued with what sounded like legal gibberish to McShuster: times and dates and locations.

The officer here is clearly attempting to get the legal ball rolling. Her value system is confronting something she doesn't appreciate. I mean, it became personal when the reader discovers her daughter is at the game where a gun man had been on the loose. If you get to thinking the give and take like this would never happen, remember, I was a cop in a prior life. 

Another day . . . Another rejection!

 

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People Shooter #2

“Ma’am, my hands really hurt. Officer Tracy … isn’t that your name?” McShuster asked.

“Handcuffs are necessary when someone brings a gun to school.” Officer Tracy held her hand, palm up, over the steering wheel. Then she leaned toward the passenger seat and picked up the wallet she had taken off him. “James McShuster. Is that you?”

“Yes.” He nodded his head, then lowered his voice. “Is that there Noah hurt? Did he get planted harder than me?” He started to lean forward before pain jolted him in a straight-up position.

“I don’t get,” Officer Tracy said shaking her head. “Why … more shootings? Can’t even send kids to a basketball game no more. Used to be unarmed people—men, women and children—were off limits,” Officer Tracy mumbled.

McShuster spoke up. “Violence and guns is what it’s about. Shooters on a mission to go viral or something. Be badass and blast their way onto the news. The whole deal. Pictures with names … in the news, ruined parents. You know that? This stuff here tonight was planned for a bad ending. You know. It was like a secret mission. The same as they do in the army. I mean we had code words. We put together target practice. It got serious in short order. I mean homemade targets with names on them of dicks from school. It was funny until it wasn’t. We make the gun deal with our hand and pulled an imaginary trigger with our pointer finger. That meant target practice after school. I mean no harm no crime. Don’t get me wrong here. I ain’t sayin’ guns is right or wrong. I’m just saying—”

So here's what's happening. A suspect has been apprehended near a school. I can attest to this being how these calls go down. Nobody knows what's happening and the adrenaline is driving behavior. Then anger creeps in. 

People Shooter #1

The Minneapolis/St Paul airport is something like six or seven miles from the last shooting I know of in America. When a shooting happens in your neck of the woods, it gets personal for sure. I was asked in Germany why we have so many shootings here. There seems to be a broad number of very insecure individuals who refuse to give up their beloved weapons. Why is this? I put together a story, 'People Shooter'. Its focus involves this issue. This is the first installment. I'd like to invite thoughts, opinions or comments.

These three did not deserve death.

 

People Shooter

“Damn. Never seen you guys coming,” McShuster said.

He tried to twist his torso but couldn’t. The pain knocked the wind out of him. He’d been what one of the cops called “planted” on the sidewalk, and his ears were ringing from the gun blast. He wiggled his fingers handcuffed behind him. They hurt. He imagined they were probably turning purple. His side was numb. “Not sure here. I mean, who’s counting, but I feel like the entire cop nation landed on me out there. Way I got it figured everything worked out good. Could’ve been a whole lot worse, right?”

Officer Tracy was in the driver’s seat. “Did you hear me read you your Miranda Warning? If so, I suggest you remain silent.” She slid her hand down to check the strap on her Glock. “What is this world coming to?” She checked the strap again. A lot of officers develop nervous habits; checking her firearm was hers.

He looked out the window at all kinds of people running to and from the school. It was mayhem. Some were screaming. “Can you do something about my hands? They hurt. I won’t escape on ya. I’ll answer whatever you ask. Just loosen up my cuffs, please. I mean … Why I gotta have these things on in the first place?”

The squad was parked on the concourse in front of the school next to a flag pole. Its lights were trained on a body lying on the ground. A man, not in uniform, was waving at the approaching ambulance which jumped the curb and pulled up next to the body. Two emergency technicians sprang from the ambulance. McShuster had to get to work at Shorty’s Bar and Grill. He already had seventeen thousand in the bank and he wanted to add to it. He glanced at his school. He already had half his senior year over with.

Constructive Dialog? - Not!

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1 day ago

One of the reasons for these senseless acts is nobody thinks they could be next. I've never forgotten them kindergarteners. I smashed my weapon and it's buried in the landfill after Sandy Point. In a prior life I was a police officer and seen first hand why this country can't live with that Fourth ...

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• 1 day ago

  You wrote something with grammar like that. lol. By the way, wrong amendment as well.

• Well, you get the point. People love their weapons no matter the human cost. But, really . . . Kindergarteners. 

Addressing Kansas City Gun Violence

Here goes. Some Gun Owners are not in it for compromise. They will not give up there right to weapons and I've proposed what I thought was a creative solution. Regulate bullets. Gun owners would then have to follow regulations involving ammo. You'd have to apply for a box of shells to hunt with for example. This proposal didn't go over well. Then I proposed we address the issue with the Fourth Amendment. We would allow police to stop and frisk and search and seizure based on less stringent requirements. We all are aware of frustrations involving meaningful change with the Second Amendment, so I won't go there.