Not doing yourself any favors
by J. Kb
A 17 year old black youth, named Trevon, was shot under dubious circumstances in Miami.
It seems that young Trevon had broken into the wrong home. The home owner was alerted to the break in by her security camera, rushed over to the home, and shot the youth after a confrontation as we was climbing out of the back window.
Not all of the details are in yet. The home owner has not been charged and is cooperating with police.
I’m not going to rush to judgement on this case. Could she have been attacked during the confrontation, making the shooting justified? Maybe. Could she have shot an unarmed teenager snaking out of her home? Equally likely. What I do know is, as a citizen with a gun, it’s best to avoid this type of situation all together. It’s one thing if you are home when the break in occurs. If your alarm goes off and you have security camera footage of the burglar, let the cops deal with it. Not just as a mater of law, but you don’t know if the intruder is armed. Don’t go looking for a fight.
That said, sometimes the loved ones of the victims make it very, very hard for me to sympathize with them at all. Trevon’s aunt is one of these people.
“It’s no reason she should have waited until I think he walked out the yard to try to shoot him. If she called the police already why would she shoot him? You have to look at it from every child’s point of view that was raised in the hood. You have to understand… how he gonna get his money to have clothes to go to school? You have to look at it from his point-of-view.”
Hold on a minute. Let me see if I got this right? Because your nephew was raised in the hood (Liberty City, FL), it is OK for him to break into home and rob them in order to obtain the legal tender necessary to purchase necessities? Burglary is an acceptable form of occupation?
I’m trying to remain objective here, waiting to for all the facts to come in, and if need be call a bad shoot a bad shoot. Now I have to try an ignore the crap that came out of your mouth. Auntie, please, STFU.
January 23, 2017
January 23, 2017