Monday morning feel good story
Again, Chief Tango sends us our first feel good story of the week. This one is from Texas, where a fellow learned too late the first rule of gun control;
Investigators said the male, armed with multiple weapons, entered the home that had three adult males inside, according to the release.
Upon entering the home, the three men struggled with the intruder and managed to take one of his weapons and use it against him, according to the release.
Investigators are still working the case to determine if there was anyone else involved in the robbery.
No charges are expected to be filed against the man who killed the robber, said J.P. Rodriguez, a Sheriff’s Office spokesman.
The Texas “Castle Law” allows a person to legally use deadly force when confronted with imminent danger while inside their home, business or vehicle.
The first rule of gun control, of course, is that you should always keep control of your gun.
Category: Feel Good Stories
On the bright side, this guy won’t be a repeat offender. At least not anymore.
Another rule of gunfighting, stay out of reach of the puke…
And shoot if they move toward you. That is the only way to ensure that you stay safe from them, otherwise they might take it away from you and use it on you and your family.
Sometimes it is not possible to stay out of the reach of them. If that is the case, shoot first thing so they know that you are serious or they are DRT.
Don’t give them a chance, do NOT fight fair, fight to kill before you get killed, if they are in your home chances are good that you will be exonerated under the Castle Doctrine in effect for much of the country.
If you are in NJ, move before they get a chance to toss you in jail just for owning a gun in the first place…
My life was saved by a gun, of that there is no doubt. I thank the neighbor that was there that day for sticking his nose in where it didn’t belong and saving my life.
Since3 then I have had to draw once and the puke evaporated really quick !!!
Assholes and elbows out the door !!!
I didn’t shoot him in the back and I didn’t really get a chance to shoot him first.
So he is alive because of that quirk alone…
Dammit…
You know in my older age, I don’t move as quickly and with the agility I did in decades past. So, I have no inclination to wrestle with anyone especially an intruder. So, if they move towards me, it’s two center mass and if they so much as wobble instead of hitting the floor, one in their melon. And as granddad said, “make sure there’s only one story told…yours.”
that’s exactly the same thing my grandad and daddy told me
____________________________ http://writesong.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-old-men-wear-guns.html ____________________________ I saw this worthy item posted at the FREE NORTH CAROLINA web site, where it’s said that this message has also been rapidly circulating via personal e-mail. ____________________________ My old grampaw said to me, “Son, there comes a time in every man’s life when he stops bustin’ knuckles and starts bustin’ caps, and usually, it’s when he becomes too old to take an ass whuppin’. I don’t wear my gun to kill people. I wear my gun to keep from being killed. I don’t wear my gun to scare people. I wear my gun because sometimes this world can be a scary place. I don’t wear my gun because I’m paranoid. I wear my gun because there are real threats in the world. I don’t wear my gun because I’m evil. I wear my gun because I have lived long enough to see the evil in the world. I don’t wear my gun because I hate the government. I wear my gun because I understand the limitations of government. I don’t wear my gun because I’m angry. I wear my gun so that I don’t have to spend the rest of my life hating myself for failing to be prepared. I don’t wear my gun because I want to shoot someone. I wear my gun because I want to die at a ripe old age in my bed, and not on a sidewalk somewhere tomorrow afternoon. I don’t wear my gun because I’m a cowboy. I wear my gun because, when I die and go to Heaven, I want to be a cowboy. I don’t wear my gun to make me feel like a man. I wear my gun because men know how to take care of themselves and the ones they love. I don’t wear my gun because I feel inadequate. I wear my gun because, unarmed and facing three armed thugs, I am inadequate. I don’t wear my gun because I love it. I wear my gun because I love life and the people who make it meaningful to me. Police protection is an oxymoron.… Read more »
Hidalgo County makes me go hmmmm. It’s gotten to the point that every time I read a home invasion news item I automatically assume drugs or gang activity and wonder if there are truly any “good guys” involved. Ah, well, the castle law works for all of us.