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Witnesses contradict zimmerman's claims

http://www.cnn.com/video/?/video/crime/2012/03/19/bts-florida-martin-teen-shooting-witnesses.wkmg#/video/crime/2012/03/19/bts-florida-martin-teen-shooting-witnesses.wkmg
Posted by noiretextatique | Tue Mar 27, 2012, 08:35 PM (41 replies)

Remember Yoshihiro Hattori? 16yo Japanese boy murdered in Louisiana

fuck any law that says this if ok. it was murder, plain and simple, and Trayvon's life was also taken from a place of irrational fear.

Two months into his stay in the United States, he received an invitation, along with Webb Haymaker, his homestay brother, to a Halloween party organized for Japanese exchange students on October 17, 1992. Hattori went dressed in a tuxedo in imitation of John Travolta from Saturday Night Fever. Upon their arrival in the quiet working class neighborhood where the party was held, the boys mistook the Peairses' residence for their intended destination due to the similarity of the address and the Halloween decorations on the outside of the house, and proceeded to step out of their car and walk to the front door. (Fujio 2004; Harper n.d.)
Hattori and Haymaker rang the front doorbell but, seemingly receiving no response, began to walk back to their car. Meanwhile, inside the house, their arrival had not gone unnoticed. Bonnie Peairs had peered out the side door and saw them. Mrs. Peairs, startled, retreated inside, locked the door, and said to her husband, "Rodney, get your gun." Hattori and Haymaker were walking to their car when the carport door was opened again, this time by Mr. Peairs. He was armed with a loaded and cocked .44 magnum revolver. He pointed it at Hattori, and yelled "Freeze." Simultaneously, Hattori, likely thinking he said "please," stepped back towards the house, saying "We're here for the party." Haymaker, seeing the weapon, shouted after Hattori, but Peairs fired his weapon at point blank range at Hattori, hitting him in the chest, and then ran back inside. (Kernodle 2002; Fujio 2004; Harper n.d.) Haymaker rushed to Hattori, badly wounded and lying where he fell, on his back. Haymaker ran to the home next door to the Peairses' house for help. Neither Mr. Peairs nor his wife came out of their house until the police arrived, about 40 minutes after the shooting. Mrs. Peairs shouted to a neighbor to "go away" when the neighbor called for help. One of the Peairses' children later told police that her mother asked, "Why did you shoot him?"
The shot had pierced the upper and lower lobes of Hattori's left lung, and exited through the area of the seventh rib; he died in the ambulance minutes later, from loss of blood.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yoshihiro_Hattori
Posted by noiretextatique | Mon Mar 26, 2012, 06:43 PM (10 replies)

Heaven's new angel: My cat Chewie

i had to put her to sleep yesterday. she was with me for ten years, and she was about 18 years old. it's so quiet in my place now...she was quite the talker...she talked all day, every day. i knew something was wrong when she stopped talking a few days ago. she deteriorated so quickly, but it was a blessing. she had never been sick before, so i am glad she did not suffer long.

when i was recovering from surgery last year, Chewie lay beside my bed for two days. when i left a little better, she jumped on the bed an licked my hand for hours. my mom told me when i was in the hospital for two days, Chewie cried almost the entire time.

Chewie had her issues: she did not like her feet or her tail touched, and she did not like to be picked up. she was quite the beauty, so people were drawn to her when she'd bask in the sun outside my apartment. But woe to the person who tried to touch her...they were often greeted with a quick slap, and sometimes a scratch.

Chewie was quite angry and aggressive when i first got her, but she mellowed over the years, and i learned to respect her quirks. she was a great friend and companion, and i miss her terribly. Rest in peace, my sweet girl.

Posted by noiretextatique | Fri Feb 24, 2012, 12:38 PM (23 replies)
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