Based on some of the horseshit I've read in the papers, following the end of the Northumbrian manhunt and the priceless, pointless follow-up `human interest angles` that our finest journo's have been chasing at the behest of their subs`, I suggest you save yourselves the bother and just watch the below. Pretty much sums it all up for me...
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I, for one, am happy to hear that the suspect is dead. Good riddance.
But what the hell is going on with the shrines and all the letters of sympathy and support for the suspect? I thought that kind of shit only happened in America!
Oh, people are people the world over - there's no lack of lowlife wuckfits in the UK, I'm sorry to say.
In fact, we seem to have been breeding, importing and releasing them from captivity lately with far more enthusiasm than we've so far shown with the White-tailed sea eagle and the great bustard...
Sparkchech: We're closer than we think! During my spell with the police in Flint and Detroit Michigan and in South Ontario many years ago, I found the same jokes and humour in the police canteens and cafes. I felt right at home with those guys.
As for the LEMF's (lower echelon M F's)I'm pretty much convinced that 3000 miles of ocean doesn't alter human nature that much :-/ Talk about people living parallel lives; parallel universe more like.
JuliaM: As above. And I couldn't agree more re your reference to the wildlife/lowlife imbalance. I keep paying my RSPB membership though.
The "post mortem" is most roflsome indeed. The Well You Would Say That Award of course goes to Moat's father.
If I had produced a kid like Raoul, I would have shot myself long since and my note would have been a long memo to the world apologising for what I had brought in to being. Others take less responsibility.
Has his father now come out of the woodwork? I must have missed that!
So far the charge seems to have been led by an uncle and his brother, who as a tax inspector is only marginally more likely to get any sympathy from the public than the self-pitying bodybuilder himself...
Perhaps my mistake, I may have been commenting on his uncle not his father. Same rules apply, though.
His brother, who had not spoken to Raoul for fifteen years might reflect on how his previous (in)actions might have contributed to Raoul's state of mind shortly before he pulled the trigger. Only once he has removed that particular log should he comment on how the authorities dealt with the situation.
Ah, right. I was surprised because I remember a story from when he was on the loose about his mother refusing to tell him who his father was. Which struck me as particularly cruel.
I also remember reading a quote from his stepfather saying that he was always a difficult child even when young, and offering the observation that they would often find him 'with a pocketful of spiders'.
Struck me then as a typical boy thing, hardly indicative of what he'd turn out to be and do!
It's no excuse for what he did, of course, but it might be an explanation...
I blame the Vet who sold him the steroids (or was it the hardware store who sold him the stair rods?), I can't remember which moron-dragged-in-front-of-a-camera it was who trotted that one out. Either way JuliaM has a point re a `pocket full of spiders`. The Moors murderer Ian Brady had a similar childhood profile. I believe he used to capture local cats, put them in a hole he'd dug, cover it with a plank and then leave them for a few days before letting them out. Apparently he used to like the frazzled look in their petrified eyes. The State kept him and his co-murderer, Hindley, alive for bloody decades.
Wuckfits Julia - straight in the novel, with a curse I never thought of it!
The interesting thing to me is that the same genes and circumstances appear to have created a decent enough older brother and Raoul.
Like Hog I've found much the same canteen gossip around the world on the low-life wuckfits. Dunlap and others have produced ethnographies of it.
Psychopaths are very good at 'smarming' victims and authorities. At varying levels of society, we are all influenced by gossip. I know many druggies who are very grateful to dealers, crooks who go to unofficial police informers for 'legal advice' and any number of idiots who think their own MP is sincere at the same time believing Parliament is a rat-pit.
Someone should have been waiting for Moat at the McCalister house. 30 years ago, this might well have been me, unarmed other than with a dodgy personal radio. The 'Black Panther' was caught by two unarmed cops who asked what was in his bag, one grabbing the shotgun knowing they were being driven out of town to their deaths. Chaps from a chip shop queue helped suppress him.
I'd arm police far more routinely, but I'd like to see more thought and action on the terrors unarmed potential victims face, and more recognition of this horror from cops.
The actually dead victim seems to have chased Moat 50 yards with an iron bar, no doubt enough of a distraction for me of Hoggie to bring him down with an improvised sling shot? Do you reckon the discipline charge would have read 'unauthorised use of Biblical weaponry'?
ACO: Its amazing that senior officers used to think that by putting a uniform outside a suspected future crime scene, this would put off a determined/deranged armed person/ blagger!
Even in the mid 90's as a tactical adviser, I had a right argument with an Asst. Chief Constable `Ops` who thought that a marked car outside a post office would deter the team that had already blasted an unarmed securicor guard. FFS!!
As for the slingshot charges, assault with a holier than thou weapon? Grievious bilblical harm? Oh well, if the wuck fits....
ACO: You and I could probably pass ourselves off as Incontinent Ballistic Missiles.
I nearly wet myself at that comment, Hogs.
Tears of laughter in my eyes here - I hope! Careful though Hoggie - they'll have us back, issue us with muskets with 'dual purpose' wadding and 'shower-proofed' uniforms. Reminds me of a German phrase I have forgotten for obvious reasons, but translates as:
'all skill is in vain when an Angel pees in the touch-hole of your musket'.
Is this where you spend the afternoons Hogday?
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ACO: We were only ever as dry as the cheapest bidders gaberdine mac.
Conan: I hang out anywhere there's decent beer and minimal interference from arsepipes!
With only one in ten officers actually out on patrol and then only 13% of their time, the return of the 'Incontinent Ballistic Duo' might have a more astounding effect than first thought might indicate! Especially if we were armed with my 'Zimmer Baton' (ACO passim). One of the legs is equipped to lay down mortar fire and I'm working on a genetically guided 'wuckfit cluster round'as we speak.
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