On July 28th of the current year, Paul O’Neal met his maker. Paul O’Neal was an eighteen-year-old Black male from Chicago, who had, prior to his demise, stolen an automobile, and led police in a high speed chase. The chase ended in a residential neighborhood where, after attempting to run down several officers, O’Neal departed the vehicle on foot, and made a run for a house before being shot. He bled to death on the ground before emergency services could arrive.
A few days prior to the writing of this article, on August 5th, video of the shooting was released to the public. As is par for the course in the current year, immediately after the footage was released, rats came scurrying out of the woodwork, ready to begin gnawing away at what little vestiges of law and order remain in our society these days. The typical chants were heard, from the usual groups, disaffected problem negroes, Cop Block libertarians, spineless leftists. “They didn’t have to kill him!”. “The police are just a gang!” “Dass rayciss muhfugga bix nood!”. It’s a familiar storm of stupidity and shilling, that all of us have weathered many a time before.
There is something that all of these myriad groups seem to forget, or choose to ignore, and that is that officers of the law are human. I do not say this in the usual capacity, wherein it is pointed out that humans are error prone, but in a different one altogether. While the current year marches inexorably on, and pozz is continually pumped into every facet of our daily lifes, the fact remains that, a fully trained officer of the law is not an idiot. He is capable of complex decision making, pattern recognition, and an array of other cerebral functions that, really, boil down to one simple fact. He is capable of observing the behavior of an individual, and making the simple observation that they are likely to continue behaving in the same manner.
This ability is why cops are able to do their job. Most of the time, violent individuals who are inclined to break the social contract, and the law, are not the most intelligent. They fall into patterns, go to the same places, target the same sorts of individuals and locations. They repeat themselves, time after time again, going in perpetual circles, until they are caught.
Paul O’Neal had a pattern to his actions. He gave no regards to the well-being or livelihood of others. He stole a car, and led the police on a dangerous high speed chase, which he eventually took into a residential neighborhood. When it became clear that he was in danger of being caught, he attempted to run down several officers who were on foot, and when that failed, he attempted to plow his stolen vehicle through a barricade of police cars that had been set up. When the car would take him no further at this point, he embarked on foot, and began running towards the door of a residential house. The whole time, throughout the high speed pursuit, through the foray into the residential neighborhood, he had officers yelling at him to stop, to lay on the ground, and to surrender himself into custody. He had every chance for things to end peacefully.
Let us take a brief departure from the current narrative, and consider something from the point of view of an officer of the law. Consider this scenario. A fugitive, who has shown himself more than willing to maim, if not outright kill, officers of the law is about to breach a residential home. They have no information other than this. They do not know the layout of this house. They do not know if there are any weapons inside this house the fugitive could access and use against them. They do not know, god forbid, if there are any civilians inside of the house that could be used as hostages. There is a decision to be made here, and the officers involved made it in the only sane way possible.
This is where Paul O’Neal was shot, and what caused him to meet his end. After repeatedly showing that he had no regard for the lives of others, he made a dash towards a suburban home, potentially endangering a family, and died for it. He should have died before then. When he started swerving towards officers of the law, he should have been shot. When he floored it headed towards the barricade, he should have been shot. Every such instance was a gift to him, a chance to keep on living that he pissed away and squandered. The Chicago officers did not take his life when he put theirs in danger, only when he endangered civilians. These brave men and women risked their own lives to end the day with O’Neal alive, if in custody, and for that, they should be commended.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Try and kill cops, bleed to death ignobly on the ground.