Some explanation can be made as to how the shooting on the pier could've happened. At the time, there was a "no azz whoopin'" provision in the State Statutes. This meant that you could use any force, except deadly, to make a misdemeanor arrest. Wounding was okay. If a felony arrest, any force including deadly. Misdemeanors are petty crimes. Felonies are serious, like rape, robbery, murder.
So, because of the brevity of the report, we don't know if our Town Marshall was just arresting a violent subject or he killed him just to keep in practice. It wasn't that uncommon for some thug to get shot trying to whup a policeman.
To protect their health, officers would shoot a violent subject in the leg to take all the fun outta him. One of my best friends had to do this once. Confronting a large, mean, and violent street ape, who could've whupped half the NPD, my pal had to shoot the turd in the leg to make the arrest. Repercussions? None, it was the law. All that was required was a one-line addition to the arrest report: Had to shoot subject to effect arrest. As it turns out the shootee also was armed with a Beretta. I still have it.
There were other wild and woolly times. This next incident I'll relate reluctantly since it was before my time and I didn't see it. But, I've talked to so many that had, I'm sure it happened.
A scumbag had killed a highway patrolman in Ft. Myers. The cops chased him and got him holed up in North Naples, mostly woods at the time. A FHP Trooper went in after him, found him, and you could hear a muffled pistol shot. Then, "Police, halt, halt." When the coroner came and inspected the body, a star-shaped blackened wound was noted on the murderer's temple. This is a sure sign of a contact wound. (The gun placed on or very close to the point of entry)
The Trooper said he'd spotted the perp running away, and commanded him to stop. The perp turned and the Trooper, thinking he was armed, shot him. Uh-huh. However, the coroner looked at the body, shook his head and said, "When are these Az-holes gonna learn you can't run from the police."
I never had to kill anyone but, during this liberal shoot-em-up period, was involved in two incidents where I shot at fleeing felons. One was a drug dealer, the other wanted by the FBI for bank robbery in Ohio. Had to shoot at them because they were both outrunning me in a foot race. And we couldn't have that. Both put on the brakes when the lead whizzed by, deciding they'd rather rot in the jail than in the ground.
Fact was they made bad choices. I was so winded and shaky from the run I couldn't have hit 'em with a cluster bomb.
So, because of the brevity of the report, we don't know if our Town Marshall was just arresting a violent subject or he killed him just to keep in practice. It wasn't that uncommon for some thug to get shot trying to whup a policeman.
To protect their health, officers would shoot a violent subject in the leg to take all the fun outta him. One of my best friends had to do this once. Confronting a large, mean, and violent street ape, who could've whupped half the NPD, my pal had to shoot the turd in the leg to make the arrest. Repercussions? None, it was the law. All that was required was a one-line addition to the arrest report: Had to shoot subject to effect arrest. As it turns out the shootee also was armed with a Beretta. I still have it.
There were other wild and woolly times. This next incident I'll relate reluctantly since it was before my time and I didn't see it. But, I've talked to so many that had, I'm sure it happened.
A scumbag had killed a highway patrolman in Ft. Myers. The cops chased him and got him holed up in North Naples, mostly woods at the time. A FHP Trooper went in after him, found him, and you could hear a muffled pistol shot. Then, "Police, halt, halt." When the coroner came and inspected the body, a star-shaped blackened wound was noted on the murderer's temple. This is a sure sign of a contact wound. (The gun placed on or very close to the point of entry)
The Trooper said he'd spotted the perp running away, and commanded him to stop. The perp turned and the Trooper, thinking he was armed, shot him. Uh-huh. However, the coroner looked at the body, shook his head and said, "When are these Az-holes gonna learn you can't run from the police."
I never had to kill anyone but, during this liberal shoot-em-up period, was involved in two incidents where I shot at fleeing felons. One was a drug dealer, the other wanted by the FBI for bank robbery in Ohio. Had to shoot at them because they were both outrunning me in a foot race. And we couldn't have that. Both put on the brakes when the lead whizzed by, deciding they'd rather rot in the jail than in the ground.
Fact was they made bad choices. I was so winded and shaky from the run I couldn't have hit 'em with a cluster bomb.
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