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Thy Aaron Alexis Shootings: Are We Our Brothers Killer Or Keeper?

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( As many of you already know, a 34 year old Black man named Aaron Alexis went on a shooting rampage in a Washington D.C. Navy Yard leaving 12 people dead himself included.

He had a valid pass and security clearance to enter the premises, and brought in a weapon and should have been stopped at the door. At the time of this article there are so many questions that have not been answered as the investigation continues.

But at this time I still have a few words to say because living in this particular time, I expect even more frustrated people to take their grievances out in the dysfunctional way that Aaron Alexis did this past Monday morning.AARON-ALEXIS-2013

It was just brought up recently that Mr. Alexis had some mental issues and heard voices in his head.

You will hear many Black people whisper that “why did he have to be Black” as it’s generally accepted that to randomly shoot and kill strangers in public is just something that Black people are not known to do in America. But the fact of the matter is that as we are assimilated into the mainstream society at an ever increasing rate, expect some of us to adopt the mindset of that majority that we have been steeped in like the hot cup of water extracts the essence of the tea bag.

It has been speculated at this point that Aaron Alexis was very upset that he wasn’t paid properly from some prior work done in Japan in a months long assignment there, and this information came from his former roommate Michael Ritrovato who has a very unique position into the thinking of Mr. Alexis.

But whatever the cause of this latest rampage, we have to understand that security in these sensitive areas must be tightened up and that no matter how great a system my be, it must have checks and balances to cover any possible human error.

But no system of security can stop every unexpected shooting spree and if this were to happen randomly out in the public by more people, most would be impossible to stop because the fact of the matter is that you can’t watch everyone all of the time.

But my thing is what is at the root of this type of outburst even with all of the many means to reach out to each other to communicate when our personal frustrations seem to become unmanageable?

I believe that even with our many ways to speak with each other that we’ve become an even more isolate society from each other because we’ve gotten away from true communication.

No longer do we have the people in our lives that come around to check on us and make sure that we are doing okay and we most definitely feel the isolation and loneliness even more so than it really is. This perception creates a mental pressure cooker effect making some of us react in such a cold calculated violent manner like the one that was executed by Aaron Alexis.

And while I’m speculating on his state of mind I have to say that I nor anyone else knows until a thorough investigation has been completed. But wouldn’t it have been nice to have caught this mans frustrations early on which in fact would have left his victims alive and well to this day?

The other observation that I made in these types of attacks is that while one has to dwell in a place of controlled madness to carry them out, for the most part many of these cold blooded killers were not the dumbest fruit in the batch. Many are very intelligent people who lost a grip on reality as their frustrations and anger took over to do the unthinkable.

This means to me that these types of rampages can happen literally anywhere as their location of choice is turned into a place that is more dangerous than any ‘hood of a Black neighborhood ever could be! As a matter of fact, the mayhem created in these rampages the ‘hood has NEVER seen!

But to wrap it up we know that our society is taking a turn for the worst when we can witness such a cold-hearted snuffing out of innocent lives. My heart and prayers go out to the families of the victims as no one deserves to be on the receiving end of such an evil act.

While we’ve always had hate, racism, exploitation and these dreadful acts committed throughout the history of this country, it just seems to me that we are not our Brothers keeper but rather his killer.

We move about the world now paranoid of the worst happening instead of enjoying every moment of our day treating total strangers like they are the best of friends.

What happened to those times?

We now walk out of our doors in the battle mode where every person in our path is a possible assailant who is hellbent on robbing us and taking our lives.

…….is this anyway to live?

why do you think our stress levels are through the roof and our collective health has diminished into nothingness?

If we strive and desire to have a loving community the way that our Creator desires it to be, we need to reach out to that stranger who may be having a bad day and show some concern, love and a human touch that just may be the very moisture that the dry soil of their hearts needed to make it through their rough personal time period.

We all need to feel as though someone cares for us so in order to get it we have to give it! Do this immediately and watch our planet change overnight!

Staff Writer; Lance Scurvin
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3 Responses to “Thy Aaron Alexis Shootings: Are We Our Brothers Killer Or Keeper?”
  1. Harry says:


    From October 20, 1973 to April 20, 1974, San Francisco was rocked by a series of random, brutal attacks against whites. The assailant was at first thought to be a lone black gunman.
    The toll finally reached 16 murders, five woundings, one rape, and the attempted kidnapping of three children.

    The rampage, however, was not limited to San Francisco. Throughout California–from Bakersfield to San Diego–at least 93 other whites were murdered, according to later police investigations.

    To end the San Francisco slaughter, teams of police decoys roamed the streets, posing as hitchhikers, a favorite target of the supposed lone gunman.

    To prevent ham radio operators from honing in on their operation, the San Francisco Police Department (SFPD)used a special high-frequency “zebra” radio band.
    When the use of this became known, the slaughters were dubbed “the Zebra case” by the media. Most people assumed the term referred to black-on-white crime.
    But the killer failed to blunder into any of these ambushes.
    On April 20, 1974, then-Mayor Joseph Alioto–desperate to end the slaughter–authorized a massive, city-wide dragnet.

    Over 600 young black males were stopped and questioned by police who were armed with only a vague description of the killer, as given by surviving victims. Some blacks were stopped so many times they were given special ID cards to prevent future stops.
    Civil libertarians and the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP) protested vigorously. The NAACP filed a complaint with U.S. District Judge Alfonso J. Zirpoli in San Francisco.

    Just six days after the dragnets began, Zirpoli declared the stops illegal.
    In San Francisco, the tourist trade fell off. Many whites stopped going outside after dark. Some whites began talking about forming vigilante committees and spreading similar terror among blacks.

    Then, on April 22, 1974, a break finally came in the case.
    Anthony Cornelius Harris, a tall, thin, handsome member of the Nation of Islam–otherwise known as the Black Muslims–came forward as a police witness.
    At 28, he was a fifth-dan kung-fu expert who always dressed well and spoke softly. He also had first-hand knowledge of the “Zebra murders.”

    The killings, said Harris, weren’t the work of a crazed loner. They were being carried out by a group of militant Black Muslims who made use of elaborate security precautions.
    Harris’ intimate knowledge of the killers stemmed from their having been among his closest friends for over six months.

    According to Harris, the killers had repeatedly tried to enlist him as an accomplice. But Harris–so he later claimed–could not bring himself to commit cold-blooded murder. This led his friends to suspect that Harris might be a police informer or agent.
    Harris began fearing for his life. He also wanted the $30,000 reward being offered for the capture of the still-supposed lone gunman.

    On May 1, 1974, police–acting on Harris’ information–arrested seven suspects.
    Chief Assistant District Attorney W.H. Guibbini asked for high bail for three of the suspects after their indictment. Presiding Superior Court Judge Clayton V. Horn raised it to $300,000 each.

    The accused killers remained in jail before and during their trial.
    Four of these were tried and convicted. On March 29, 1976, they were sentenced to prison for life.

    They were Larry Craig Green, 22; Manuel Moore, 29; Jessie Lee Cooks, 29; and J.C. Simon, 29. They appealed their convictions to the California Supreme Court–which affirmed them.

    During his testimony as a prosecution witness, Harris was guarded constantly by San Francisco police.

    When the SFPD’s resources began to be strained, Harris was placed on the Witness Security Program, operated by the U.S. Marshals Service for the Justice Department.
    Also known as WITSEC, it offers protection, relocation and new identities to those who testify against organized crime groups.

    Harris was eventually given a new name and relocated to a series of different states. He received a portion of the $30,000 reward he was seeking. Then he vanished altogether.
    What follows is an inside account of the “Zebra” death cult, as depicted through the grand jury testimony of the star witness against the killers: Anthony C. Harris.
    * * * * *
    Born in Long Beach, California, in 1946, Anthony Cornelius Harris got as far as the sixth grade. He clashed often with police and, on January 3, 1969, he was convicted for assaulting a policeman.

    He was released from prison in May, 1970, when he won a reversal of his sentence at the California Supreme Court.

    But he was once again arrested and convicted, in 1971, of second-degree burglary in Los Angeles. For this, he drew a sentence at San Quentin prison.

    And he also met two of the future “Zebra” killers: Manuel Moore and Jessie Lee Cooks.
    Cooks had been convicted of robbery; Moore had been sent to prison for burglary. Both wanted Harris, a fifth-dan kung-fu expert, to teach them the martial arts.

    According to Harris, Cooks wanted to learn kung-fu so he could kill whites “because they had castrated and killed our ancestors and stomped our babies’ heads in.”

    While an inmate at San Quentin prison, Anthony C. Harris became a devout member of the Nation of Islam.
    At that time, the spiritual leader of the Nation was Elijah Muhammad, who preached a gospel of black separatism and superiority. Muhammad taught that whites were literally the incarnation of evil, a race of “blue-eyed devils.”

    To test the worthiness of His Chosen Black People, proclaimed Muhammad, Allah had allowed their 400-year persecution by these “bleached-out, grafted snakes.”

    But that great testing period would soon come to its end. Then would follow the literal, heaven-sent destruction of all whites. At the conclusion of this divine slaughter, Allah would create a paradise earth for His Chosen Black People.

    It was also in San Quentin that Harris met two other inmates who would radically change his life: Manuel Moore and Jessie Lee Cooks.
    Both men asked Harris–a fifth-dan kung-fu expert–to teach them the martial art–so they could kill whites.

    Harris agreed to supply the lessons.

    The three men had a conversation in the temporary Muslim temple in the prison–about “killing people and cutting their heads off–just white people,” Harris later testified in court.
    After Harris was paroled on October 15, 1973, he drifted into San Francisco. There he made a new friend–Larry Craig Green, who helped him into a job at the Black Self-Help, a Muslim-owned, furniture-moving company in the city.
    Yet another new friend he made there was J.C. Simon.

    Soon he was reunited with Jessie Cooks, who had been paroled in July. The release of Manuel Moore followed in November–as did his own arrival in San Francisco.
    In September or October, 1973, Harris and 12 to 13 other Muslims–including Simon, Cooks and Green–met at J.C. Simon’s San Francisco apartment.

    “They asked me,” Harris later testified, “was I able to kill anyone? Did I have my mind together? They wanted me to work in the [Muslim] temple” as a kung-fu instructor.
    At a second meeting at Simon’s apartment, a large, velvet-lined case was prominently displayed. In it were two machetes, three pistols–a snubnose .38 revolver, a .357 Magnum and an automatic–and a shotgun.

    “They asked me, how did I feel about white people? Did I feel they were my enemy? Was my mind together enough to destroy my enemy?
    “And I just told them, ‘I don’t know what you mean by destroying my enemy.’” Harris told the other Muslims that he had no enemies.
    “They wanted me to go out and kill some people, to show them I could be trusted among them. They told me I would have to make some kind of move sooner or later.”
    Once again, Harris found himself under cross-examination: was he ready to take his first step towards joining the elite of Allah, the Death Angels? Was he willing to assist his brethren in destroying the blue-eyed white devils?
    To drive the point home, the Muslims showed Harris photographs of his brother, stepbrother, mother, sister and fiancee.
    “They told me I knew too much about the organization, and something could happen” to Harris himself and his family unless he joined the group of future killers.
    Still, Harris refused to commit himself to the coming plot to slaughter whites.
    So his companions decided to enlist him in their cause in one dramatic–and lethal–move.
    On the night of October 20, 1973, Americans were glued to their TV sets. President Richard Nixon had just fired Special Watergate Prosecutor Archibald Cox and disbanded the Watergate Special Prosecutor’s office.

    On that same evening, Harris stood at a bus stop, waiting to be taken home from his job at the Black Self-Help, when a panel truck driven by Larry Green pulled up in the bus zone.
    Next to Green, in the passenger’s seat, sat Jessie Lee Cooks. Both men offered Harris a ride home, and he accepted.
    The truck drove around for awhile, then parked in the shadows near Powell and Chestnut Streets, in a residential neighborhood.
    A few minutes later, the three Muslims spotted a young–and white–married couple, Richard and Quite Hague, strolling nearby.
    Hague, 30, worked as a mining engineer for the San Francisco office of Utah International. Quita, 28, was a reporter for the Industrial City Press, in South San Francisco. The previous month they had celebrated their seventh wedding anniversary.
    Cooks stopped the Hagues, asking for directions. Then he shoved a pistol into the back of Richard Hague and forced the couple into the rear of the panel truck.
    The Hagues were bound, beaten and driven to a remote spot in the San Francisco industrial district. There they were yanked from the van. Larry Green seized a machete and, with one stroke, nearly decapitated Quita Hague.
    “He got blood all over him,” Harris would later testify.
    “Larry came over with the knife and said something about, ‘You ought to have seen all the blood gush out of her neck.’”
    Green handed the machete to Cooks, who slashed Richard Hague about the face and back of the head. Left for dead, Hague would eventually recover–and testify against his wife’s killers.

    The reign of the “Zebra” killers began on October 20, 1973–with the machete decapitation of Quita Hague and the near-murder of her husband, Richard.
    Almost immediately after the two Black Muslims finished hacking their victims, flashbulbs began popping. Two other cars, driven by members of the Nation of Islam, had pulled up
    Several camera-toting Muslims started taking pictures of the blood-soaked murder scene–as evidence of Larry Green’s and Jessie Lee Cooks’ worthiness as Death Angels.
    A series of murders followed.

    On October 30–ten days after the abduction of Richard and Quita Hague–Jessie Lee Cooks struck again.
    He shot Frances Rose, a physical therapist, four times in the head and neck as she sat in her car at the entrance of the parking lot to the University of California Extension.
    Cooks was arrested within a few minutes and only a short distance from the scene, still in possession of the murder weapon, a revolver.
    He pleaded guilty and was sentenced to life imprisonment on December 14, 1974.
    He would be tried again and convicted of other murders, along with the other “Zebra” defendants on March 13, 1976.
    On November 25, Salem Erakat, a grocer, was found shot in the back of the head in his mom-and-pop market, which lay across the street from the San Francisco Federal Building.
    On December 11, a San Francisco resident named Paul Dancik was fatally shot three times as he used a public telephone.

    On December 13, Arthur Agnos, a former administrative aide to San Francisco Assemblyman Leo T. McCarthy, was shot and wounded while standing on a street corner, talking to two friends.
    He would survive and later serve as Mayor of San Francisco from 1988 to 1992.
    On Christmas Eve, Larry Craig Green and J.C. Simon asked Anthony Harris to help them take some packages to a nearby beach.
    “When I unloaded the truck, I recall getting a lot of blood on my hands,” Harris later testified as a witness for the prosecution. He asked Simon and Green what was in the packages.
    “They said, it was probably a dog or a cat,” said Harris. Later, he learned that the package had held a human body. But he never learned whose.
    Harris helped to dispose of similar packages “about 40-some times.”
    Harris was taken along by the “Zebra” killers on several shootings. Later, Harris reasoned: “I guess they thought that, sooner or later, I would join their little clique.”
    One night, Harris, J.C. Simon and Manuel Moore parked their black Cadillac near an apartment complex. Simon and Moore got out, leaving Harris in the vehicle.
    “The next thing I knew,” said Harris, “I heard a gunshot. Manuel started running from the same area that the gunshot came from.”
    Moore and Simon jumped into the car. As the vehicle sped off, Harris saw “what appeared to be a body” lying on the sidewalk.
    On another occasion, Harris asked his comrades what had happened after he heard shots ring out.
    “Just watch television or listen to the radio, and you’ll see what happened,” one of them said.
    Harris learned from the news later on that “somebody had been shot and killed.”
    Between killings, Harris and his friends attended regular meetings at the Black Self-Help, the Muslim-owned furniture-moving company in San Francisco.
    At some of these meetings, as many as 40 to 50 or more Muslims were present.

    “They were talking about killing people,” Harris later testified. Films were shown “of the Watts riots [in 1965] and different riots taking place throughout the past, black people being beaten down by the police and shot.”
    The meetings’ participants were asked, “Could we allow this to continue? They said the only way to stop it was to act and be vicious…like the police department.
    “That you had to…be able to go out and just deliberately take a baby and smash his head against the wall and kill him and, if you have to, even drink the blood to show how vicious you are.
    “And they showed us a large number of pictures” on a bulletin board “of a lot of bald-headed men with little white wings on their necks, and identified each guy as being members of the Death Angels.”
    Harris was told that “if I wanted to be a member of the Death Angels, that I’d have to go out and kill people to get some wings.”
    Not only was the wearing of a pair of white wings a symbol of belonging to the Death Angels, so was a shaved head, stated Harris.
    Only certified members of the Death Angels could enter Muslim temples with shaved heads. Anyone else who entered such a temple with a shaved head “can be killed or put out of the temple for coming in like that.”

    According to the man who became the prosecution’s star witness against the notorious “Zebra” killers of San Francisco, entering the Death Angels wasn’t easy.
    According to Anthony Harris: “[The Death Angels] is supposed to be a pretty high branch of the Nation of Islam, supposed to be 2,000 people inside it.
    “And every time you kill a person, you’re supposed to have somebody witness your killing the person for verification when you go back to Chicago,” the national headquarters for the Nation of Islam.

    It was there, said Harris, that the photographs or eyewitnesses had to appear before the prospective Death Angel could receive his winged badge of membership.
    “And after you get to killing people,” the Death Angels “give you a pair of wings to put on your neck, and they take a picture,” testified Harris.
    “They say you kill four children, you automatically become a captain, or a lieutenant. If you kill five or six women, you become a lieutenant. Or kill nine men, the number of completion, and they give you a rank.”

    Extra status was attached to Death Angels who mutilated the bodies of their victims.
    “If you cut their heads off, and cut the legs and arms off and cut them open wide with a lot of blood, it’s supposed to symbolize you’re very vicious and that you could be well trusted.
    “The killing was so, if they see you do it, they know for a fact you’re not a police officer and you’re not involved” as an informer,” testified Harris.
    The slayings were always preceded by elaborate safety precautions. These included disguises, escape routes and the use of safe houses.
    “In case you kill someone in that area,” Harris later testified that his Muslim friends were told, “you can automatically go to that house. There won’t be any questions asked about it at all.
    “They made that clear all the time, every Saturday, at the Fruit of Islam (FOI) meetings. The FOI was the enforcement and disciplinary arm of the Nation of Islam.
    “They said that if you’re going to kill someone, come right out and say it. Let us know ahead of time so we can set up a good alibi.”

    Non-Muslims were not to be trusted or used in any way.
    “Our own attorneys,” the listeners were told at these weekend meetings, “will lie for you,” Harris quoted one of the Muslim speakers as saying.
    On the night of January 28, 1974, J.C. Simon, Larry Green and Manuel Moore launched their most spectacular assault on San Francisco whites.
    Shots and screams echoed throughout the city as the killers, cruising in a fast-moving black Cadillac, literally turned the streets into a shooting gallery:
    • Tana Smith, a secretary, was slain while waiting at a bus stop.
    • A derelict, John Bambic, was murdered as he rummaged in a garbage can.
    • Vincent Wollin, a pensioner, was walking down the street when one of the gunmen fatally overtook him.
    • A housewife named Jane Holly was killed in a Laundromat while she removed clothes from a dryer.
    • And Roxanne McMillan, another housewife, was critically wounded and left paralyzed from the waist down as she walked down a flight of stairs to her apartment.

    Each of these victims had been shot twice in the back by a black gunman using a .32 automatic pistol.
    Just hours before the murder spree, Anthony Harris had asked his friend, Larry Green, why their comrade, J.C. Simon, was so depressed and irritable.
    “He’s pretty pissed off because he didn’t make lieutenant,” Green had replied. “He didn’t have enough kills on his record.”
    The killings continued up to mid-April, 1974.
    On April 20, 1974, San Francisco’s liberal mayor, Joseph L. Alioto, authorized a city-wide police dragnet to flush out the still-supposed lone gunman.
    Throughout the city, roving squads of specially-assigned officers stopped and questioned over 600 young black men. Those stopped were thought by police to resemble a vague description of the “killer,” as given by witnesses and surviving victims.
    Some blacks were stopped so many times they were issued special identification cards to prevent future police interrogations.

    The dragnet failed to flush out the Zebra Killers, but it touched off an uproar within the black community. Mayor Alioto was heatedly denounced by civil rights and religious activists.
    The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People filed a suit in federal court for the Northern District of California to halt the stops.

    On April 26—six days after the dragnet began—San Francisco’s U.S. District Judge Alfonzo J. Zirpoli acted on the NAACP’s suit. He declared the stops an unconstitutional violation of blacks’ civil rights.
    In the future, ordered Zirpoli, police would need specific information leading them to believe that whoever they stopped had committed a crime or was in the process of doing so.

    In San Francisco, the sudden collapse of the citywide police dragnet brought new shivers of panic to an already frightened citizenry.
    Many whites stopped going outdoors after dark. Even police officers frequently looked over their shoulders as evening approached.
    Some whites–especially in the heavily Italian North Beach area–began talking about spreading vigilante terror among blacks.
    And the murder-spree affected the city financially: The tourist trade–on which San Francisco depended for so much of its revenue–sharply declined.
    The reaction of blacks was entirely different.

    During the manhunt for the notorious “Zodiac” serial killer in the late 1960s, San Francisco police had relied heavily on dragnets and interrogations of young white men resembling a composite sketch.

    But blacks charged racism when the same tactic was used to hunt for the supposed lone “Zebra” gunman.

    Many blacks blamed “unemployment” and “oppression” for the attacks. When interviewed by the San Francisco Examiner, none condemned the murders or expressed sympathy for their victims.

    Then, on April 22, 1974, a break finally came in the case. Anthony Cornelius Harris decided to tell the police what he knew about the men responsible for the murders.
    Before doing so, he visited the parents of his close friend, Larry Craig Green–who was one of the “Zebra” killers. He hoped that, through Green’s mother, he could persuade his comrade to go with him to the police as a witness against the other three Death Angels.
    While at the home of Green’s parents, he called Green.
    “I knew right there it was impossible to get him to admit to doing anything,” Harris later testified. “He told me to get the hell out of his house and never to come back.”
    Later, Harris phoned the Black Self-Help moving and Storage Company where he had been working for the last six months.
    One of the Muslims he spoke with was Green, who warned him: “Man, they’ve got a contract out to kill you, your wife and the baby.”
    It was then that Harris realized that he, his wife, Debra, and their new-born son had been marked for death by his former friends. There was nowhere else to go but the police if he wanted to stay alive.
    So, on April 22, 1974, he came forward as a police witness.
    Many police believed Harris had been one of the killers himself. He bore a strong resemblance to the suspect in a police artist’s sketch: A young black man with a short Afro and pointed chin.
    But Harris insisted that he hadn’t murdered anyone, and that he had resisted efforts by his friends to enlist him in their murder spree. He claimed to fear for his life at the hands of his fellow Muslims.
    The police immediately placed Harris and his family under round-the-clock guard.
    At 5 a.m. on the morning of May 1, 1974, more than 100 police officers assembled at the San Francisco Hall of Justice. They were heavily armed–with shotguns, submachineguns and automatic rifles.
    Their assignment: Arrest seven men believed responsible for the brutal series of murders known as the “Zebra” case.
    At a given signal, police charged into the various homes and apartments where the suspects lay sleeping. None of the wanted men offered any resistance.
    Three of the seven were soon release for lack of evidence. The remaining three–Larry Craig Green, Manuel Moore and J.C. Simon–were held at high bond.
    A fourth suspect, Jessie Lee Cooks, was already serving a life sentence in prison for his admitted murder of Frances Rose, a physical therapist, on October 30, 1973.
    Cooks would be charged with other “Zebra” murders by a San Francisco grand jury on May 16, 1974.

    The trial began on March 3, 1975, and lasted longer than any previous one in the history of California–376 days. Testimony from 181 witnesses–115 for the prosecution–filled 13,331 pages of trial transcript.

    The Nation of Islam paid for the legal representation of every one of the defendants except Cooks, who had admitted to murdering Frances Rose.

    On March 13, 1976, Larry Craig Green, Manuel Moore, Jessie Lee Cooks and J.C. Simon were convicted of multiple murders. All were sentenced to life in state prison.
    Harris remained under heavy police guard throughout his tenure as a witness. Then he was flown to Houston, Texas, and kept under the watchful eye of the local police.
    From there he moved to El Paso, and then on to Las Vegas. For a time, he came under the protection of the Justice Department’s Witness Security Program.
    After the trial, Harris received a portion of the $30,000 reward. Eventually he turned up in Oakland, and then ultimately disappeared.
    The toll of victims taken by the “Zebra” killers had been staggering:
    • Sixteen murdered
    • Five wounded
    • One raped
    • The attempted kidnapping of three children
    At the time of sentencing, San Francisco Superior Court Judge Joseph Karesh turned to a wall map showing where each of the murders had taken place.
    “As I look at this map and see all these dots,” said Karesh, “I hope we do not forget all these people who have been reduced to dots.”

  2. toomanygrandkids says:

    “He wasn’t paid properly for some work…”

    So just take a partner in crime and some weapons and shoot to kill as many innocent people as we can. This reminds me of John Mohammad and Lee Malvo. Just like the Navy Yard shooters, they were wacko idiots too.

    Extending prayers to the families and loved ones of the victims.

  3. Ford says:

    …he wasn’t having a bad day….he was the bad day. For him to have shot up someones car and walked, yeah, how in the hell does that happen. Hears voices? Seems to be the pattern. Mass shooters are insane. Columbine was not part of the pattern. Shit kids whom the other kids couldn’t stand and obviously for good reason.

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