Buckets of stupid all around


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It is often better to just be a good witness. Seriously, there is little benefit to be had by inserting yourself into a situation you otherwise have nothing to do with. As the saying goes, not my circus, not my monkeys.

Marwin Al-Aloosi, an Uber driver who recently immigrated from Iraq, had just picked up an unidentified passenger a Dallas-area apartment complex around 1 a.m. The passenger had a handgun in a case. Al-Aloosi and the passenger struck up a conversation about guns and Al-Aloosi wanted to take a selfie with the gun in hand.

Enter Don Quixote, I mean, John Mark Beaty. Beaty sees Al-Aloosi with a gun in hand it seemed obvious to Beaty that Al-Aloosi was an immediate theat. So the best thing he could do right then was shoot Al-Aloosi until he dropped the gun. Fifteen rounds later, Beaty apparently realized he’d had a serious error in judgement and began treating Al-Aloosi’s wounds until emergency responders arrived.

Lesson learned here? It is often far better to simply be a good witness. Not all you see is necessarily what it seems. You can honestly believe you’re doing everything “right” and still be dead wrong. Being an armed citizen (licensed or not) does not create a duty to right every wrong or get into every shitstorm you think you see. If Beaty is lucky, his lawyers will convince a jury that he acted reasonably given the totality of the circumstances. At the moment, it looks like his lawyers have a very hard job ahead of them. Choose wisely folks.

/GM

Turning a good shooting into a bad one…

Two masked men ran up to a woman at her home in the Legends Trace subdivision Friday and tried to abduct her while one of her children were still in the car.

Source: Man arrested after shooting at fiancée’s attempted abduction

What we have here is a failure to understand when and where you’ve crossed the line from defender to aggressor and reckless idiot with a gun.

Force and deadly force can be justified ,”…to prevent aggravated kidnapping, murder, sexual assault, aggravated sexual assault, robbery, or aggravated robbery.” But there’s a clause in the penal code that reads, “when and to the degree…necessary.

Our “hero” exceeded that standard. Once he’d stopped the threat, he could and should have tended to his fiancée. Instead, he continued to pursue the suspects and became the aggressor as they tried to break contact. Worse, he became reckless in his actions and graduated to deadly conduct. And now Jeremiah Morin has gotten himself arrested for “defending” his fiancée.

If you’re going to make the decision to use force or deadly force, you have a responsibility to be sure you understand where your rights begin and end. Another problem we have in discussing these incidents is people, especially guys, tend to suffer diarrhea of the mouth, bragging about what they’d do in this situation or that with zero regard to the very real legalities that might arise. Folks, check that crap. Don’t let your ego and emotions take you over the edge into moronic misdemeanors and felony stupid.

/GM

Neil Steinberg claims unfair denial in an attempt to buy a rifle

A Chicago area “journalist,” Neil Steinberg, tries to buy a rifle in Illinois and his purchase is denied. Steinberg claims the denial occurs because he’s part of the media and therefore gun guys won’t sell to him. The dealer says they denied the purchase because Steinberg has a history of chemical dependency and a documented history of domestic violence. The “Cliff Notes” version is, they are both right.

In his article with the Chicago Sun Times, Steinberg lays out the events that led up to the decision to buy a gun. A classic media stunt even by Steinberg’s own admission, meant to highlight how “easy” it is to do such a thing. Steinberg’s plans went to awry when the gun store called him back the day after he made his purchase saying the sale had been denied and his money returned. After a short while, the dealer said they denied Steinberg’s purchase because of a history of chemical dependence and domestic violence. That’s a pretty serious allegation that Steinberg deflects and never addresses in his article. Instead, he implies the standard the dealer used is unfair yet asserts such a standard should have been applied to the shooter in Orlando.

Such a standard was applied in Orlando. A dealer claiming a man matching the shooter’s description, says they not only denied the man’s intended purchase of a rifle and ammunition, they notified the FBI about it. Nothing happened. He didn’t raise any suspicion with the next dealer and he’d passed the required background checks to be a security guard and a possess license to carry which, in many states, negates the background check phone call at the point of sale. Keep in mind that any dealer can deny a purchase to anyone for any reason. After being denied, Steinberg never entertains the possibility that his own very public past might cause any licensed dealer who knows his name to be resistant to sell anything to him or anyone they reasonably suspect probably shouldn’t be able to buy a gun.

The past Steinberg fails to address isn’t exactly some mild, momentary indiscretion. A quick search indicates he once wrote a book called, “Drunkard: “A Hard-Drinking Life,” which is billed on GoodReads.com as, “An extraordinarily honest memoir about the life of a functioning alcoholic and the realities of recovery from a veteran columnist for the Chicago Sun-Times.” Not lightweight stuff, folks. So we have a person who admittedly has an chemical dependency issue. It’s one thing to abuse the drug of your choice. Quite another for that to spill into abusing your family.

According to the Chicago Tribune, late one October night in 2005, Steinberg’s wife tried to call the police to make a report of abuse. We don’t know the details of what led her to make that call. But, Steinberg knocked the phone out of her hands with sufficient force to cause minor injuries in an attempt to prevent her from making said call Steinberg’s wife made the call from another phone. As a result, Steinberg was arrested and charged with one count of domestic battery and one count of interfering with the reporting of domestic battery. A month later, his wife apparently went to Cook County prosecutors and said she no longer felt endangered by him. And like that, “Poof!”…the charges were dropped. He was allowed to undergo private counseling/treatment and move on with his life.

Is it possible the dealer just decided they’d rather not give Steinberg ammunition for his story? Sure. But it is also quite likely that, given recent events and the fact this specific man’s arrest for domestic battery made the local news, that they didn’t want to risk being the latest dealer to be lambasted for selling a gun to a man with a “known” history of domestic abuse. Either way, can you really blame them?

/GM

This is Mary Fields, not Harriet Tubman you ignorant asses!!!

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Meet “Stagecoach” Mary Fields (1832-1914), the first African American mail carrier (male or female) in the United States

Mary Fields began her life as a slave in Tennessee in 1832, the exact date is unknown. Mary’s mother Susanna was the personal servant to the plantation owner’s wife, Mrs. Dunnes. The plantation wife also had a daughter who was born within two weeks of Mary, and named Dolly. Mrs. Dunne allowed the children to play together. Over the years Mary was taught to read and write and the two girls became best friends. At sixteen, Dolly was sent to boarding school in Ohio and Mary was left all alone.

Mary’s father worked in the fields on the Dunnes’ farm. He was sold after Mary was born. Mary’s mother wanted her daughter to have a last name, so since her father Buck worked in the fields, her mother decided her last name should be Fields. So thus Mary Fields came to be. After Mary’s mother passed away, Mary became the head of the household at the young age of fourteen.

After Dolly went away to boarding school, The Civil War began. The slaves were left to fend for themselves. It was during this time that she learned many life survival skills. She learned how to garden, raise chickens and practice medicine with natural herbs.

Around the age of 30 Mary heard from her dear friend Dolly. Dolly was now a nun and was renamed Sister Amadaus. The Sister asked Mary to join her at a convent in Ohio. Mary immediately began her twenty-day trip from Tennessee to Ohio. Mary remained with the Ursuline Sisters for many years – even when Dolly relocated to the St. Peter’s Mission in Montana. Mary never married and she had no children. The nuns were her family. She protected the nuns.

Mary wanted to follow her friend to Montana, but was told it was too remote and rustic. However, that all changed when Mother Amadaus became ill with pneumonia and wrote to Mary asking for her support and healing. Mary wasted no time and departed for Montana by stagecoach in 1885. At 53 years old Mary started her new life in Montana. Mary helped nurse Mother Amadaus back to health. The sisters were all in amazement of this tough black woman. Mary was no stranger to rolling a cigar, shooting guns and drinking whiskey. She grew fresh vegetables that were enjoyed by the Sisters and the surrounding community. Mary was forced to leave her beloved mission and the Sisters after a shooting incident. Mary shot in self-defense, and was found innocent, but had to find a new home.

Wells Fargo had the mail contract during that time and was looking for someone for the Great Falls to Fort Benton route to deliver the U.S. Mail. It was a rough and rugged route and would require a person of strong will and great survival skills to maneuver the snowy roads and high winds. Mary immediately applied at the ripe age of 60 years old. It was rumored that she could hitch a team of horses faster than the boys half her age and due to her toughness, she was hired! Mary became the first African American mail carrier in the United States and the second woman. Mary was proud of the fact that her stage was never held up. Mary and her mule Moses, never missed a day and it was during this time that she earned the nickname of “Stagecoach,” for her unfailing reliability.

The townspeople adopted Mary as one of their own. They celebrated her birthday twice a year since she didn’t know the exact date of her real birthday. Mary Fields was known as Black Mary and Stagecoach Mary. She was considered an eccentric even in these modern times. She was six feet tall and over 200 pounds. By the time she was well known in Central Montana, she had a pet eagle, a penchant for whiskey, baseball (which was a new sport at the time) and a heart as big as the gun she was famous for carrying. Mary wore a buffalo skin dress that she made herself – you might say she drew attention wherever she went – even in a small western pioneer town. Mary was a local celebrity and her legend and tales of her adventures were known by surrounding communities and neighboring states.

Gary Cooper (the actor) had his mail delivered by Mary as a young boy in Cascade County. As an adult, Cooper wrote an article about her for Ebony Magazine in 1955 in which he wrote, “Born a slave somewhere in Tennessee, Mary lived to become one of the freest souls ever to draw a breath, or a .38.” He also wrote of her kindness and his admiration for her. The famous western artists Charlie Russell drew a sketch of her. It was a pen and ink sketch of a mule kicking over a basket of eggs with Mary looking none to happy.

Mary retired her post in 1901 and passed away in 1914. She is buried at Highland Cemetery at St. Peter’s Mission. Her grave is marked with a simple cross.