Apparently, the man that was shot two blocks from my house yesterday was targeted. “I’d like to assure the public that this incident did not involve the general public, that we suspect that this victim was targeted and it was a deliberate shooting,” sez the coppy. Groovy. (let’s not get into the semantics of “it was a deliberate shooting”) But the guys what did it are still running loose, possibly in my neighbourhood. You’ll forgive me if I don’t shout hip hip hooray just yet. Random or not, they shot a man dead in the middle of Boundary road at four in the afternoon. They’re crrrrrrrrrrraaaaazy!
Walking in the other direction from where the guy got dead yesterday, this morning I came across a felled pedestrian. Hit by a silver pick up truck at a corner where I cross frequently; a intersection where drivers pay so little attention to pedestrians, they wouldn’t notice God Himself if He was salsa dancing in the street. Police were on the scene – having been in the neighbourhood anyway, I guess. Looking for two men in black puffy coats with a gun.
Time to move out of barely ‘burbia and back to dangerous downtown where the worst thing that ever happened to me was a very bad cover band? Hem. Mayhap.