Thursday, September 23, 2010

A truly freak shooting.

A St. Louis man was hit by a bullet when he was taking out the trash.

Any big city cop or EMT can tell you what a fluke this is. Hardly any gunshot victims were actually doing anything, let alone anything constructive, at the time of the shooting. In fact, it has been ascertained that "not doin' nothin'" and "just standin' around, mindin' my business" are the two most dangerous activities in a city, especially after 1:00 AM.


(H/T to Brian J. Noggle.)

10 comments:

Cybrludite said...

Sumdood strikes again!

Tam said...

The irony, in this case, is it appears the guy really was taking his trash out when Sumdood hopped out of his car and hit him with a wild shot. I hope he got Sumdood's license plate number.

Stranger said...

While it could be a "kill somebody to get in the gang" deal, hopping out of the car would seem to indicate an attempt to ID the perforated party.

While there are a host of possibilities, thieves falling out or rivals in crime are the two most likely. Especially in the Gateway.

Stranger

staghounds said...

Although, oddly enough, those same two activities are also the most likely to result in suddenly being presented with electronic goods, jewelry, and cars by strangers!

Turk Turon said...

It's true! There was even a Harvard study a few years back: "'Not Doin' Nuthin'' As A Risk Factor For Homicide".

Seriously, 'tho, I'm sure the guy was actually just putting out the trash, just as he said he was. And I'll bet that in a few days some other dude suffers a similar "garbage-related" gunshot wound. Purely coincidental.

McVee said...

Has anyone checked to see whether the victim had separated the recyclables from the aforementioned trash... I heard earth first is ruthless.

Anonymous said...

Sumdood is the bastard son of Keyser Soze.

You think you can catch Sumdood?

Gerry

Wolfwood said...

Man, and I thought finding room in the communal trash cans near me was murder...

Matt G said...

As I mentioned, I had a great uncle who lost his life from a freak bullet hitting him when he stopped to check out a strange noise in his car's engine on a semi-rural road. A .22 bullet struck almost base-on, and cut a major vessel. The difference was, he had a witness (his mother in law, my great grandmother), and he was a 65 year old retired man sho shot a little bullseye on the weekends, and never got crazier than dumping most of a bottle of Wild Turkey in the eggnog bowl at Christmas.

Take a 20 year old, put him in an alley, and have SumDood pop him, and I generally suspect that SumDood and your victim are acquainted.

oldsmobile98 said...

My dad worked in the ER in Memphis. One of his favorite explanations from a patient was "I was just sittin' on my front porch, readin' my Bible, when..."