It was just another day in Jennings, Missouri and just another opportunity for the police to shoot another black man. I know this city since it was where my former wife was raised. Frankly, not much of a city, inhabited by working class white and black folk, a school system that will never win any prizes for excellence. Children learn the basics of life, they learn their lives will be spent working on cars or hours providing services to people in fast food establishments. This is one city that will never win prizes for beauty. Thaddeus McCarroll was in his home, a bit disturbed and he made mom leave the place. He was talking to himself, holding a Bible and a knife. A mumbling man. Police arrived at the scene. Waited outside and finally, the black man emerged. There was a few dozen cops. They now feared for their lives since Thaddeus might charge at them with a knife against their guns.
You know the conclusion of this story. Police hit him in the leg with a rubber bullet. But, he continued standing and waving the knife. What else could police do than to gun him down? Just another Jennings story of death. I wonder if police are trained to fire bullets into legs?