So yesterday I was walking in an alley near Hillside Ave. N., checking out the area where there had been a dramatic police non-shooting a few days before. Three shots were fired by the police at a thug trying to pull a gun from his baggy-ass thug pants, but all three bullets missed their mark. The incident was covered in dramatic detail on the Hillside Chronicles blog, click here and also here.
(I say if the bullets made the thug duck, dodge, cower and NOT shoot back, the bullets were both justified and served their purpose)
While finding my way through the alley--I was within sight of the house of City Councilman Don Samuels--I noticed a hole that didn't belong in a metal barrier blocking the alley...
I should point out the metal barrier in question has a number of holes in it, but the other holes are symmetrical holes and appear at regular intervals. This particular hole...well, it's different. Bullet holes in metal are quite familiar to me because we had three such bullet holes in the large white-painted mailbox of my rural youth. Almost every day of elementary school, while waiting for the yellow school bus, I would stick my fingers in those bullet holes, contemplate them, contemplate my boredom with the bullet holes and their unchanging nature.
I should point out that, in a sense, there were SIX bullet holes, because the bullets went in one side of the mailbox and out the other.
I should also point out that shooting up signs and mailboxes is popular in certain VERY rural areas, and just because there are bullet holes in your mailbox doesn't mean you should take it PERSONALLY.
In fact, after the mailbox was replaced many years later after being damaged by a car, well...some of us thought the three bullet holes were cool and BELONGED in the mailbox, like a family crest. I'm just saying.
Anyway. Bullet hole. Yup. Been there. Seen that. Ho hum.
In an unofficial forensic investigation right there in the alley, some of us decided the bullet hole might NOT be from the incident where the three shots were fired. Heck, it might be an old bullet hole from a previous incident. Who knows? And, in a sense, who cares? WHOEVER shot the round, WHY EVER they shot the round...
It apparently missed its intended target.
So, that was cool. Next entertaining thing, please...