Remember that awesome Starbucks rally back in February? Yeah, me too. It was a lot of fun joining tens of thousands of gun loving people in support of Starbucks for their policy of abiding by state law when it comes to carrying in their stores.
But sadly, not all agreed. There was a tiny minority of cocksuckers who demonized us, tried to turn the world against us. They rallied with a cry of blood in the decaf. They promised that there would be shootings while the zombies got their caffeine fixes.
Well, it happened. There actually was a shooting at a Starbucks. No, this isn’t a joke. In fact it was just a couple of weeks after the February 14th rally took place. It was actually a love triangle gone wrong. One man gunned down another in cold blood at a Massachusetts Starbucks and then tragically took his own life hours later at the scene of the crime.
But where was Joshua Horowitz? Where was Sarah Brady? Why wasn’t there a candlelight vigil?
Maybe because it was a fucking cop who did the shooting.
Moments after meeting that afternoon at a North Beverly Starbucks, where Lantych “admitted to having a relationship’’ with Nagy’s wife, Nagy pulled out his department-issued .40-caliber Glock and shot Lantych in the wrist and upper right thigh before fleeing in his car.
Nagy, 43, a 19-year veteran of the Hamilton Police Department, returned to the scene several hours later, killing himself in the Starbucks parking lot with a gunshot to his head.
The hypocrisy…..THE HYPOCRISY!!!!
It almost hurts me to clown these motherfuckers this hard. Almost.
Doesn’t count…. He was a cop… One of those specially trained people who protect us and never do anything wrong…
It only counts when a cop gets shot, not when he shoots someone else.
Maybe you and I can get up close and personal so we can debate your fucking ignorant opinion.
I’d love to. Where do you wanna meet? If we can’t work out meeting somewhere, we might just have to settle with doing it online. Whatever works for you homie.
This is the first time I’ve read your blog… but based on this comment right here I LOVE YOU. In a bromance kinda way.
hahaha, thanks man. I’m adding your blog to my reader. Thanks for checking us out over here.
I sometimes volunteer with my local Sheriff’s Department as a role-player for their training scenarios.
A hostage-negotiation scenario we role played in _December_2010_ was nearly this exact event, minus the shooter (and shootee, you’ll note) being a popo.
Love triangle, shooting in a Starbucks. I got the role of “Jerome”, the ‘new guy’. Per the scenario, I’m shot in the leg prior to the arrival of the HNT, adding a sense of urgency to the scenario.
Carry your guns,
Dave
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No candle for the victim because he didn’t die. No death, no ‘gun death’ (apparently the *only* metric that counts). The only one who died was a suicide, AND an anointed one…nothing to be gained politically there either.