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Alas, poor Bob. I knew him, Detective…

I had another Citizen’s police academy today, and while I’m not going into everything at the moment, I will share my simulator incident.

WashCo uses a use of force simulator that places you into videotaped simulation situations where there is a potential perpetrator, and you have to decide when it is appropriate to use force against them (and, in some cases, if).

Well, I stepped up, and my perp was Bob. Bob had a restraining order he was in violation of. This was an “Arrest on Sight” and I was approaching him. So I approach Bob, and call out at him, “Bob, you’re not supposed to be here. I’m with the Washington County Sheriff, you’re going to have to come with me.

“Who called you?”

“Sir, put your hands where I can see them.”

“This is ridiculous.”

“Sir, put your hands where I can see them, NOW.”

his hands go up, he turns around, “What do you want?”

End of simulation. I ended things without using force. This, admittedly, was disappointing to me, but he said after interviewing me about the action, “Bob gets out of jail, you see him in the same spot again, and you have to approach him.”

“Bob, you can’t be here, you’re going to have to come with me.”

“Who called you?” Didn’t I just do this one?

“Bob, put your hands where I can see them, NOW.”

“This is crap.” His hands start to go up, but as he turns I notice his right arm dip towards the truck bed. Was he…

As his right hand comes into view, I see a .38 special that he just grabbed. Without so much as blinking, I pull up on target and squeezed the trigger three times. Bob drops to the ground, presumably dead.

End action review –

4 shots fired (Bob squeezed off one before I shot him, I squeezed off three)
My first shot – Right hip. Hardly a killing shot, but I’ll take it.
Second shot – Left shoulder, near the heart (closer to on target)
Third shot – about 1 inch above Bob’s head, buried into the side of his truck (He was falling down, so it wasn’t likely to hit).

Result – Bob is dead, rest his soul. And all in the blink of an eye.

So, FYI, before you judge the “violent cops” for overreacting in a situation, I highly recommend finding out if there’s a Citizen’s Police Academy or place that’ll let you use a simulator like this to see how well you would’ve reacted. If you don’t react fast enough, you’re the one going home in a body bag. :-p

  

Well, I think I’m taking a page out of Eric’s book…

Several months (years?) ago, my dear webmaster wrote an article about Lulu.com, a self publishing service. Well, in the last two weeks (unemployment and waiting for someone to call you back and say “Yes, we have a position for you, and no, we’re not going to rescind that” can be tedious, after all), I’ve decided I’m going to write a book, such as it would be, about my reflections on five years in Christian retail. Just to give you an idea, here’s an excerpt of what I have so far.

When I got to the point where I was training new hires on a regular basis, I got started on the “New Employee Manual”. It wasn’t like most new employee manuals you might expect, however, as it was more humorous than useful. If you don’t know me, you don’t already know that I have a tendency to be a bit of a smart-alec. A few of my thoughts:

-If someone comes in looking for a Catholic missal, the proper response is NOT, “Do I look like an arms dealer to you?”

-If someone comes in looking for a St. Joseph Statue, it is NOT okay to reply, “No, but you might try Toys R Us for a G.I. Joe figure to bury in your yard. That’s what I did as a kid and I imagine it’ll be about as effective.”

Looking back, some of them were rather corny, while others would’ve only made sense to me (my childhood home, for instance, I’m positive still has one of my G.I. Joe figures buried in the backyard somewhere, and after hearing about St. Joseph statues, I’m convinced that’s why the house sold.)

What was fun was the training issues you’d run into, and not even necessarily with new employees. Sometimes it was the experienced ones that did all of the messing things up, and it was amusing to the proportions that they would go.

Case and point: One fellow employee, who trained me when I first started out, moved on to a different store, and one day calls me up about a defective CD.

“What’s wrong with it?” I asked him, running to the shelf to find it.

“It’s the second disc,” he replied. “I tried it out, and it didn’t work on any of the copies I have in the store.”

“Wow, how many copies?”

“Six.”

“Oh man…. Let’s see… “Throne Room” by Cece Winans?”
“Yeah, that’s the one.”

“You said you tested all six in your CD player?”

“Yeah, why?” I chuckled at the irony. Now the learner had become the master.

“There’s your problem. The sticker on the front says, ‘includes bonus DVD.’”

  

It’s okay, I’m Baptist!

Today, I decided to buy two CDs of gospel quartets, one from Gaither Vocal Band and one of Ernie Haase and Signature Sound. To me, nothing struck me as unusual about this. But, I got another perspective on it, and while I don’t think it’s weird, I can understand why someone might think so.

Y’see, I just worked the last year at Christian Supply and the only CDs I bought were general pop/rock or hard/alternative. My staff doesn’t know that I’ve ever listened to southern gospel, and having never been to my church, they also wouldn’t understand it if I had. But regardless, end of my shift I picked up a copy of “Give it Away” and “Get Away Jordan” and dropped them on the counter. The incident went a little something like this:

Danielle: What?

Me: I’m off.

Danielle: What do you want done with those CDs?

Me: Ring them up.

{Danielle pauses, staring blankly at me. Kristi starts giggling}

Danielle: You’re joking, right?

Me: No…

Danielle: Are you crazy?

Me: What?

Danielle: You don’t even listen to that stuff!

Me: Don’t I?

Danielle: You do?!

Me: {Nods}

Danielle: Why?!

Me: I’m Baptist.

Danielle: I used to go to a baptist church, I never listened to them!

{Kristi’s giggling to the point where she’s almost not breathing at this point}

Me: {turns to Melody} My staff thinks I’ve lost my mind.

Melody: Why?

Me: {Holds up the CDs}

Melody: Are you insane?

Me: WHAT?! Is there something wrong with liking gospel quartets?!

Yeah… The humor in the little things, I suppose.

  

Well…

3 days left in my time at Christian Supply. No job lined up yet. Any for some reason, I’ve been on a southern gospel kick lately. I picked up two Johnny Cash gospel CDs, and I’m looking to find some quartet music soon, too. Lots of old hymns.

That reminds me of a quote I heard Chris Rice say recently, that I thought both profound and true. In talking about his upcoming release, Peace Like A River, he said:

“As a kid sitting on a pew week after week, I had no idea how important these great hymns would be to my faith. I miss the days when our songs were written to teach and preserve theology rather than to become a radio hit. From great theologians come the songs sung to strengthen and remind each other of the peace and freedom to come, I hope these hymns will remind you of the great truths they contain.”

I think there’s something to be said about a Christian artist who’s willing to bring up the fact that so much is vying for personal acclaim in the music markets, with little attention paid to the theology of it. Not a lot of artists would openly admit that, withc Christianity’s recent attempts to remain “relevant”. Props to Chris for bringing it to light.

  
  Music: Johnny Cash - "I Was There When It Happened"

Alright, back to business..

I haven’t written a blog in a while, and this won’t be a long one, but it’ll be enough to hold you over until I can do my next deep ponderings on the mysteries of life.

Today, I got a haircut. This, as I’m sure you might think, is no big deal. But to me, it was. Why? Was I trying some stylish new cut? Am I going to Ryan Seacrest route and trying to look like I’m hosting some huge TV event? No, not really. I went to someone I’ve never had touch my hair before.

For some guys, they could care less who cuts their hair. It’s all about getting it out of your eyes. For me, it’s more than that. Cutting my hair, sadly, is something that I generally have to feel some connection to the person who’s doing it, and I have to know I can trust them to do it. I have gone almost religiously to one of the girls I worked with who I helped put through Beauty school by acting as a test dummy, and in return I’ve been a client ever since. However, Amy works out yonder in Beaverton, and the only times I make it out there are when she’s not working or I don’t have time to get it cut. So, desperate because of the long hair getting into my eyes, I went to the Perfect Look salon next door.

I felt like I was cheating on my wife.

You may think I’m exaggerating, but I am positive I displayed all of the symptoms of a man in an extramarital affair. First thing I did before I even opened the door, I looked around the parking lot to see if Amy was randomly dropping by the store, as if I were worried about getting caught. Satisfied Amy wasn’t there, I slipped in quickly, scrawled my name down on the sheet, and hid my face deep in a random magazine, not really reading the articles, just looking at the pictures. (And no, it wasn’t THAT magazine. Perverts. :-p)

A few minutes later, an Asian lady came out and took me to the chair. I felt awkward as I answered questions as to how I wanted it styled, how short I wanted it where, etc. And then she began to work. She started with the razor, filing down the sides and back to a considerably more manageable level, then took out the scissors and started trimming my 4 inch locks to 1.5 inch ones.

It’s hard to describe exactly what I felt. It was like being at the dentist, only without the stimulating conversation while she worked. It was hollow, like this person doesn’t give a flip about my day, what I’ve been doing, they just want me for my money. I started to feel cheap, to feel used, and to feel guilty. She finally finished cutting, made a half hearted attempt to style it, and then took me to pay. I shelled out a 2.00 tip (reluctantly, as the hair wasn’t exactly how I wanted it but I felt the need to at least be courteous), then, feeling scuzzy from the hairs she failed to brush off of me, I couldn’t wait to get home and shower.

I would never cheat on the woman I marry, but I imagine the feelings are somewhat similar. Part of me almost feels like I should get a dozen roses a box of See’s Candy, go to Amy, apologize for my infidelity and promise to never leave her again.

That’ll probably get a raised eyebrow and a pat on the head, but it might ease my conscience… I hope.

  

Sin no more…

John 5:1-14

I have recently been going through and reading the book of John, and this passage of scripture stuck out at me. In it, we see Jesus make the lame man walk. What struck me here is what Jesus says to the man later, in verse 14, where Jesus said “Behold, thou art made whole: sin no more, lest a worse thing come unto thee.”

What stood out about this was the fact that Jesus discussed sin. One thing I don’t think we hear a lot about in the modern church is sin. Some televangelists don’t even preach about it anymore, and when you really think about it, it’s sad. Without sin, salvation loses its meaning, and Christ’s sacrafice wouldn’t make sense to us as Christians.

Christ didn’t avoid the topic of sin; In fact, in the New Testament, Christ makes reference to sin 11 times, 10 of them in the book of John. In John 8:11, he tells the woman caught in adultery, “Go, and sin no more.” in John 8:34, he says “Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whosoever committeth sin is the servant of sin.”

It wasn’t just Christ’s refernce to sin that caught my eye, however, for after he told the man to sin no more, there were seven words following: “Lest a worse thing come unto thee.”

We’re left to ponder what that man’s sin might have been, unlike the woman caught in adultery, there’s really nothing to give us insight on what sin he might have comitted. Maybe it was more a warning, to guard his heart from sins future. The Bible doesn’t make it clear. What it does make clear is Christ’s admonishment to sin no more.

The doctrine of grace has been over the years debated by many, more qualified individuals than myself, but there’s something to be learned here. A lot of people have warped grace, using it as carte blanche to do what they want, and expecting no repercussions. But given Jesus’ warning at the end of verse 14, it hardly seems so. Paul wrote in Romans 6:1-2, ”What shall we say then? Shall we continue in sin, that grace may abound? God forbid. How shall we, that are dead to sin, live any longer therein?”

Additionally in Romans 1:18, Paul writes “For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who hold the truth in unrighteousness.”, which seems to tie directly in to Christ’s warning to the lame man. Ultimately, Paul is saying, if you think you’re going to sin and get away with it, you’re only fooling yourself.

This is not to say that sinning will cost one their salvation; that much is assured. But being saved from an eternity in hell doesn’t mean you’re also saved from what trials may come from the actions you take that are contrary to God. Generally, when a trial comes up in my life, my first thought tends to be, “What am I doing wrong?” And you know what? More often than not, I can think back to that one thing that I probably shouldn’t have done but stubbornly decided to do anyway. And then I’m reminded of Hebrews 12:6: “For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.”

Christ died for our sins, sins that, at the time, we hadn’t even committed yet. And he already knows which ones we will and won’t commit. None of us is perfect, we all have sinned and fall short the glory of God. Simply because we fall short, though, doesn’t mean we shouldn’t strive for God’s best in our life anyway.

  

A thought…

I was thinking back on something one of my employees said not too long ago, in which we were discussing things we’d like to ask God when we got to heaven, and he said he’d like to ask why we have war.

Well, in the weeks since then, I’ve pondered that greatly myself, and have come to a conclusion about it. I think part of war is that it brings out the best and the worst of human nature, for while it exposes us to humans at their truest sinful nature, some vile and sadistic killers with no conscience about taking innocent lives, it’s also through war that we witness great acts of courage and selflessness. I think that without war, we might never know what bravery, in its basest sense, is.

  

A truly random rambling…

In recent weeks I’ve begun a bit of a philosophical journey. Well, maybe not philosophical, but a journey all the same. It’s kind of involving a way of critically analyzing things about myself and about the world. My conclusion? I’m hardly normal, but I can be a lot moreso than a lot of people in the world.

In taking a firearms safety & defense courses, I’ve kind of come to realize a some things about myself; One of those things is, despite no prior training, I already think like a cop in a lot of ways, more off of instinct than any training I’ve taken. When I enter a restaurant, for instance, I always pick the side of the table that gives me the best view of the entrances (unless I’m with Kennon, in which case we each cover a door). I’m constantly looking around, ensuring that if there is a threat, I’m aware of it. If I’m going to my car, I’ve got my keys ready to gouge the throat of an attacker (so don’t sneak up on me in a dark parking lot, okay?)

I’ve also come to realize that you can’t make laws for people who won’t follow them. With all the media speculation over the next Columbine or Virginia Tech, a lot of people are pushing for more gun “controls” in public places like schools and malls. The only problem being, the only people who will follow those are people who abide by laws. Of course, we could forget about the fact that Columbine high school was a gun-free zone. Virgina Tech had strict rules against having firearms on campus. Most local shopping malls have signs posted saying that they are weapons-free. Columbine and Virgina Tech both clearly demonstrated, if the person’s determined, they’re not going to care about the rules, and if they kill themselves after they cause a rampage, they aren’t going to face the consequences of breaking said rules. The only people who would be reprimanded would be people who didn’t deliberately break the rules (or possibly did but without malicious intent). The rules are meant to keep people safe, but are sadly inadequate because they assume that people who commit these kinds of atrocities give a flip about the rules. Let’s not forget that Cho had to go by a post office to mail his manifesto, and he might have been concealing his two handguns (which, ironically, is a federal offense). The school had a gun-free campus policy (which he was in violation of). And if Cho carried the weapons concealed on his person, he was in violation of Virginia State concealed carry laws. Was he around afterwards to suffer the consequences of breaking those rules? No. As soon as he realized the police were coming, he blew his brains out. So much for throwing him in jail and confiscating his weapons.

I’m not calling for the repeal of concealed weapons permitting processes, mind you, I think that those who would conceal a weapon should have to prove themselves competent before they’re allowed to carry in public places and be aware of the weight they’ll be taking on if they chose to do so(And Washington State’s laws could use some revision in this aspect), but I think that people assume, entirely too often, that another rule is all we need to take care of the problem of violence, and the fact remains, it isn’t.

Banks are another prime example, it is a federal offense to bring a weapon into a bank (FDIC insured = Federal facility, essentially). Does a bank robber stop at the sign, ponder a moment, and say, “Wow, it’s against the rules for me to have a firearm in here, maybe I should try someplace like a grocery store.”? No. In fact, I mused to myself that Wells Fargo putting “Please remove sunglasses before entering the branch” on their doors was about as useful as putting a “Please, no ski masks” sign out there.

What’s my point? I’m not saying more guns equals less violence, I’m saying less announcing to the world that it’s a gun-free environment and not reprimanding those who have earned a right to carry weapons equals less violence. The reasons school and malls are the targets is because the killers know that there’s a low probability they’ll come up against armed opposition. Not knowing who may put an end to the violence may, in some cases, act as a deterrent.

And this isn’t to say that fear will stop them in all cases. Ultimately, there will always be Chos and Klebolds, Harrises and Kinkels. But what if, for instance, the student who was disciplined at VT for carrying a concealed firearm with a state-issued permit had been in one of those classrooms, and hadn’t been reprimanded earlier for violating a campus rule? Would the carnage have ended sooner? God only knows.

Because of the media, we’re all living in constant fear of what happens next. You or I could be the nest shooting victim, our next door neighbor could be raising the next shooter. There’s no hope offered in the media, and while they can postulate about whether it was the guns or the video games or the troubled childhood that caused it, the fact is that none of those explain what causes a person to go on a psychotic rampage and kill 30 people. They make a conscious choice to do it. Just like those who have the ability to defend, the hidden assets in the crowd, have to make the conscious choice to act. God forbid the day ever come where I am the last line of defense between a psychopath and innocents, but if someone starts opening fire in a shopping mall and I’m present and armed, I will make that choice, and whatever I chose, unlike a psychotic killer who causes the terror and ends his own life, I will have to live with that choice.

In my rantings against Jack Thompson, there’s one thing I will adamantly say that video games will not prepare a human being for; Despite the realism of the characters, or the realism of the blood spurting from the characters wounds, no amount of games will ever prepare a human being for the smell of death. It’s just not something that can be trained for. It’s a smell that, I’m told, lingers with you long after the sirens are silent and the night is again quiet.

And why shouldn’t it? The taking of a human life, that shouldn’t be something we soon forget, lest we grow too accustomed to it. I think that’s what separates those with a conscience from those without them. Once that decision is made, someone with a conscience will have to wrestle with that for the rest of their life. A psychopath won’t feel any remorse or regret, despite what he might say at trial.

Wow, this turned out longer and a lot more focused than I expected. Where’s the random? Dagnabbit.

If Hilary Clinton is our next president, I’m moving to Canada. Seriously.
(I had to keep this random, after all. =)

Cheers,
A

  

Jack Thompson: Does he ever stop?

Apparently not.

Jack Thompson targets Wendy’s due to Wii promotion

Apparently, by running a promo with toys from Excite Truck, Mario, et. al, Wendy’s is directly supporting Manhunt 2. To quote the Dread Pirate Roberts, “Truly, you have a dizzying intelect.”

In other news, Mike Tyson’s suing nintendo over the lack of realism in its game, citing the fact that he couldn’t bite off his opponent’s ear in Wii Sports Boxing…

  

The things some people do in the name of “Christianity”…

I stumbled across this whilst reading something on Mr. Rogers (And don’t ask me what took me that direction, because I honestly don’t remember…). Regardless, I remembered seeing them somewhere, and I looked into it more, and on Youtube stumbled across this little nugget.

There’s quite a few things in this world that are screwed up. Moral relativism is one of them. However, taking things to the other extreme (hyperlegalism) is equally screwed up.

As a Christian, I don’t agree with homosexuality as a lifestyle. Conversely to that, however, I also don’t go around bullying people, calling them names, etc. simply because they’re homosexual. We are commanded to love the sinner, but hate the sin. Marching around soldier’s funerals with “God hates Fags” and “Thank God for Dead Soldiers” isn’t exactly a Christ-like attitude.

The look in the eyes of this woman, I will say, I’ve seen one other place before: The videos of the Virginia Tech shooter. Hardly the picture of sane. Dead, lifeless eyes. And they claim to be the voice of God.