If you have not already, please read this short story in the Tacoma paper. Absolutely unreal, and quite timely given recent debate here at the Philosophical Cop. I have always wondered what separates the suspect that “runs” and wants to escape capture (which at least as a mammal, I can understand), and the “attacking” suspect on the other.
Here are four cops who are not interacting with the suspect in any way. They simply wanted a cup of joe. It is a different kind of animal that hunts and assassinates. That behavior cannot be reconciled with my moral insides.
The other thing this makes me recall is the many conversations I have had with loved ones about such attacks. Generally someone asks me, “what if some guy just decides to kill you tonight in a cold-hearted ambush.” The answer, I am afraid, is that if someone like the Tacoma killer decides tonight is my night, then I have little hope of surviving. Period.
Rest in peace.