@lancelands@GovPressOffice@CAgovernor That is so true. New York does the same thing. Governor Kathy Hochul advertising “free health breakfast and lunch for all kids!” My first grader is given a choice of lucky charms or Frosted Flakes with chocolate milk. The “whole grain of the day” is 6 powdered donuts. Gross.
@wdcarpenterj@BitcoinPierre@DavidSacks Why would you use dollars when they are tired to drug purchases? Why would you use the internet when it is tied to fraud?
@rachbarnhart Do you even know the definition of arresting? Was the 5 year old read his Miranda rights? Not sure if it’s ignorance or overconfidence on your part.
ON THE SHOOTING OF THREE ROCHESTER COPS
Rochester is a war zone.
And every shift a cop works is a combat tour.
If you don’t believe me, you can go out to Chili Avenue or Thurston Road and help the fireman hose the cop blood off the sidewalk.
It was Friday night after most of us had gone to bed, a frantic call to 911 about an ex-boyfriend with a gun trying to break into the house. He opened up on the cops the moment they arrived, and he got both of them. One of them can tell you about it, the other is between surgeries, in critical condition, in a medically induced coma.
Another guy fell with them, the one who called 911, the new boyfriend, riddled with bullets, his licensed handgun at his side.
A third Rochester officer encountered the subject a few minutes later and a few blocks away, and ordered him to stop. He didn’t. He fired on the officer and struck him in his gun arm, rendering it useless, and the cop had to fire back with his support hand.
Then a fourth officer ran in, and she put the bastard down.
That’s right, she. She put the bastard down and, pending a sort out of the ballistics, became the first female officer in the history of the Rochester Police Department to shoot a subject to death. It’s probably not a glass ceiling anybody aspires to break, but it’s where her duty took her, and Rochester cops go where their duty takes them.
That’s because they are warriors, and that’s why they are warriors.
Because the circumstances dictate, because the people need, because the reality is the reality – every shift is a combat tour.
And days after the city’s newest police widow stood in court to face the man who hired the hit man who killed her husband, they called two Code 77s and the surgeons at Strong had three cops and a victim on the table, and one of the cops was in a very bad way.
Days after emergency vehicles lined the streets around Strong to flash their lights for the hospitalized kids, doctors and nurses saw the lights gather again and they knew, hunching over a mangled warrior in the surgical suite, that life or death hung somewhere between their hands and God’s grace.
While a wounded department waited outside and clung to texts and posts, trying to stay connected and stay composed, 120 empty positions in their ranks in a week when City Council gave itself a 25-percent raise.
The community prayed and the chief’s voice grew weak with worry and fatigue, and everybody said it was horrible, but nobody could say they hadn’t seen it coming. Because when you’re pro-criminal and anti-police, stuff’s going to happen, and the political class in Rochester and Albany are both pro-criminal and anti-police.
If you stood on the front porch of Assemblyman Demond Meeks’ West Main Street office, you could have heard the gunshots that wounded these officers, just like on any random night from his office you are apt to hear the gunshots that terrorize the good people of Rochester who want nothing more than to be able to live their lives in peace and safety. And yet, Assemblyman Demond Meeks is stridently pro-criminal and anti-police, like almost half of the City Council.
The City Council that has released repeated statements in support of illegal aliens, but has not said a word about these three wounded police officers.
Almost 48 hours after the attacks on the cops, we still don’t know the name or the criminal history of the assailant. And we know why.
At least we think we do.
Because if this is anything like the norm, this was someone known by the police, an ex-con, maybe a parolee, somebody with some appearance tickets and a few bench warrants, a career criminal who lived in a state without legal consequences and a city where the most profitable activist grift is preaching hatred for the police.
Clownish scammers calling press conferences and squawking about “police-community relations.” Milking it for grants or a city job or a payout from some foundation.
That’s the reality.
The good people of Rochester, of whom there are many tens of thousands, and the police officers of the city, of whom there are really only a small handful, all living or working in a war zone.
And each shift is a combat tour.
And it’ll take a lot more than a firehose to wash that blood off the politicians’ hands.