Adventures of a Modern Day, Middle-Aged Hero, on the Glory Road(to family security)


And that's how you do it.

I missed this story originally, because it happened right before we headed up to Curlew Lake for our long weekend in the middle of May.

So...to summarize.  Chucklehead shows up at the house were his ex-girlfriend is now living with a shotgun, pistol and a bandoleer of shells.  He enters the house and does some redecorating with the shotgun, putting two rounds into the drywall to get everyone's attention, before threatening to kill everyone in the house. 

The homeowner tells him to get out, and gives him a chance to leave.  Chucklehead doesn't want to leave, and starts up the stairs to give his ex and the new guy their compupance.  When he gets to the top of the stairs, the homeowner/new boyfriend ventilates him.

That sounds like a pretty clean shoot by itself, but it's made even cleaner by the fact that the homeowner called 911 early on in the confrontation, and the whole thing took place on tape for the 911 call center.

 Today, he got the official call that he was cleared of all wrong doing in this confrontation, and was actually told he could come pick up his gun, which was being held as evidence during the investigation. 

Mr. Snarski summed it up pretty good, saying he wasn't surprised, but was relieved to get the official word today.  No matter how good/clean/justified you feel a shoot might have been, all it takes is one DA with an attitude to decide he wants to put you through the ringer to ruin your life.

1 comment:

  1. I'm actually of a mind that calling 911 is probably not so good of a plan. If the operator tells you to do something contrary to saving your life, right or wrong, you may be in violation for surviving. I simply don't trust the police, or more the D.A.s at this point. Utah is pretty good on that, for the most part. But any specific place is a crapshoot. I don't like crapshoots and will handicap in my direction as I see fit whenever I can. No 911.