Pretty bad. Language warning, as you might expect.
During the attack, one cop finally realized it wasn’t a hostage
situation and yelled out, “It’s a turkey shoot” as he charged in,
holding his gun. He got shot right through the hand and into the neck
and kept going. He took a terrorist out, chased another one into the
hallway, who then blew himself up, and did it to another guy, who blew
himself up on stage. Our amplifiers were a gory mess.
Did that cop live?
Yes, I met him in triage. I hung out with him. Great guy.
You went to the hospital?
I had pieces of teeth and human bone pulled out of my face. A
girl got shot right next to me by the shooter at the top of the stairs
who I had met earlier. She stepped one step in front of me and her head
just exploded. It blew pieces of her teeth and skull into my face.
2 comments:
"That's not Fuckin' Fair!"
True. But it don't mean nothin'.
People say things about Kumbaya and "Give Peace A Chance", but when you suddenly discover that you have no choice but to stand there and watch people die, for a good reason or a bad reason or no reason at all, you realize that peace is just a place where the bad folks haven't passed through ... yet.
"Peace" is just an interlude between one Bad Thing and the next.
Bad Things happen to everyone; if you are very lucky, the Bad Thing is like Grandma dying in her sleep.
As an Eastwood character said, 'Deserve's got nothin' to do with it.'
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