If you have not already, please read this short story in the Tacoma paper.  Absolutely unreal, and quite timely given recent debate here at the Philosophical Cop.  I have always wondered what separates the suspect that “runs” and wants to escape capture (which at least as a mammal, I can understand), and the “attacking” suspect on the other.

Here are four cops who are not interacting with the suspect in any way.  They simply wanted a cup of joe.  It is a different kind of animal that hunts and assassinates.  That behavior cannot be reconciled with my moral insides. 

The other thing this makes me recall is the many conversations I have had with loved ones about such attacks.  Generally someone asks me, “what if some guy just decides to kill you tonight in a cold-hearted ambush.”  The answer, I am afraid, is that if someone like the Tacoma killer decides tonight is my night, then I have little hope of surviving.  Period.

Rest in peace.