LOL...I don't know why I get a warm fuzzy feeling knowing that someone else on here has been to all these places too...maybe I'm getting a little homesick still.The Annoyed Man wrote:Completely unrelated, but I know exactly where this happened. I took my driver's training as a teenager at San Clemente High School.
Back on Topic...
There is a lot that isn't being said and I will refrain from speculating about the officers(s) involved. I really do dislike it when people describe the victim, after the fact, as a very good normal person as if the officer should've divined his whole life history upon first contact. I don't doubt the family and friends description of the man but theres a first time for everything. He was normal...until that one day he wasn't anymore. It happens.
Its kinda like this whole Whitney Houston thing and the family outcry we hear when some gang banger gets killed during a car jacking. Everyone wants to overlook the last years of her life when she was off the rails insane and say they can't believe this happened, she was (as in past tense) such a great person and singer. Sorry that reality keeps getting in the way of peoples fond memories...
