You know, I felt bad the first 11 times. My typical default “wow, I’m so sorry” kinda thing.
Then the fucker came to my town. Though no “definite link” has been made to the sniper yet (though the bullet is being examined as we speak, so it shouldn’t be too long), I think it’s safe to say that even if there’s no connection, someone needs to be chewed out.
As if my mother wasn’t already freaked out by the D.C. shootings… last weekend, I called her from college and said that a few friends and I were probably going to go to Nation’s to go clubbing… she wasn’t thrilled at all. She said that she couldn’t force me to not go, but indicated how worried she would be. After all was said and done, we ended up not going… I mean, I wasn’t too particularly concerned, but I wanted mom to rest easy at home.
So yeah. Imagine the fucking panic going around now when the asshole strikes less than a mile from my house. It’s hard to really understand or relate to something like this until it hits – literally – close to home. So last night, a few friends of mine and I decided to go into Richmond to hang out and possibly go clubbing. It wasn’t until we were about halfway there that the shooting took place. We were going to stop by my house first. Needless to say, we decided to avoid the whole area. My parents were out at a party, my sisters at a friend’s. It wasn’t until we actually got into the metro area and I could see the police helicopters flying over Ashland that it really hit me as to what had happened. All I knew was that someone (initial reports were blaming the sniper) had shot someone in the parking lot of a restaurant less than a mile from my house. A restaurant that my family frequented, several times a week on occasion.
It was about that time I started to panic and frantically called my grandmother, parents, and my friends making sure they were all okay. We got off 295 about 10 miles out of Ashland and went through a police checkpoint. I was eased once I heard from everyone, so we headed downtown to take our mind off of things. It was at this point we realized that every freaking cop in Richmond, Henrico, Hanover, and basically the entire surrounding area was out and about. I have to commend the task force involved with this, because it was only minutes after it took place that the interstate blockades had been set up.
So, this is to the fuckwad sniper-or-not asshole who’s now invaded MY lawn with his bullshit self-satisfying omnipotence shit: DIE YOU SCUMBAG. GET THE FUCK OFF OF MY PLANET. I feel more sorrow for the losses of the recent attacks… I feel more hatred towards those responsible for this shit… I feel more hope for the task force involved in bringing this fucker to justice… because now it’s personal.
