Re: Guns not needed in grocery stores
- From: Johnny Bravo <baawa_knight@xxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Tue, 31 Jan 2006 21:13:12 GMT
On 31 Jan 2006 10:38:28 -0800, "Siva" <prancer_71@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>And now jimmy will explain to us how the 100lb woman is going to defend
>herself from a rapist who has a gun to her head, using HER gun.
He's got to get the gun first:
Take the case of 49-year-old divorcee Sammie Foust of Cape
Coral, Fla. Foust had fallen asleep cleaning house on the
evening of May 9, 1996. The bed where she lay was piled with
bags of old clothing she'd decided to give away, along with old
purses and boxes of odds and ends.
In her housecleaning, she had also come across a tiny .25
caliber semiautomatic handgun a friend had long ago insisted she
take for self-defense, though Sammie's father had warned her it
was too small, advising: "Get a bigger gun." The magazine of the
little .25 held four rounds. She had checked it the night
before, snapped the little slide to chamber the top round, and
then fallen asleep with the little gun next to her pile of
pillows.
When she heard the blinds rattle in the living room the
following morning, she assumed it was her cat returning. But it
wasn't. It was three-time prison inmate James Wayne Horne, who
had been released for the third time only a few weeks before,
after serving slightly more than one year of as 10-year sentence
for aggravated assault.
The robber-assailant rushed into the bedroom. Foust offered
him her purse, which he dumped on the bed, finding $400 in
bills. He then demanded Foust tell him the location of her
jewelry box, which she did. But the man was upset with the cheap
quality of the costume jewelry, returning to demand "her
diamonds," viciously slashing her with a knife and beating her
about the face.
"You know I'm going to kill you," he hissed. "So you might as
well give it up. Die easy or die hard, bitch."
Foust directed the man to a second credenza. She knew it
contained only more costume jewelry, but she needed space and
time. Time to pick up the little .25, which she was amazed her
assailant had not spotted.
She aimed for the man's center of mass and pulled the trigger.
It sounded like a little cap pistol. There was no recoil, no
blood. She figured the gun had misfired.
But she'd certainly managed to upset James Wayne Horne, who
flew back across the room, punching her square in the face. The
assailant pulled her to her feet, grabbed her wrist, and tried
to wrench the gun away with one hand while pummelling her with
jackhammer blows to the face with his other fist. Police later
told her James Wayne Horne had knocked out four of her teeth,
which she'd swallowed. The bones in her gums were crushed, and
her left cheekbone was fractured. Her nose was broken and her
larynx fractured. Horne pounded and slashed at her face with his
knife until one eyeball was hanging out of its socket.
But he did not get the gun.
Finally, as the man drew back his arm for a knockout punch,
she pointed the .25 at his stomach and fired again. She then
shot Horne a fourth time, in the abdomen.
With the man atop her, pounding and pounding, Sammie Foust
believed she could not survive. But finally, James Wayne Horne
lay still.
When the police arrived, they found tables knocked over,
chairs broken, dishes shattered, the walls and floors smeared
with blood.
They found James Wayne Horne where she had left him. The
medical examiner concluded the first shot had entered his mouth,
the second his heart, the third and fourth bullets his abdomen
and groin. He had taken nearly an hour to bleed to death.
Sammie Foust noticed the police and ambulance personnel
wincing whenever they looked at her, cursing her attacker under
their breath. When she finally found a mirror, she realized why.
Her eye was surgically reattached that day, and permanent loss
of sight was minimal.
Foust recalled for Waters: "A policeman came back and knelt
down on the driveway. He tried to pry my fingers from the gun.
And he started crying and said 'I'm gonna break your fingers. I
can't get them loose.' But I couldn't let go of the handle. My
knuckles were swollen up, I was holding it so tight. The grip I
had on that gun was what kept my attacker from getting it from
me. Even as big a man as he was, he couldn't take it away."
And here you thought people like Sammie Foust would
be better off if we didn't let women carry. Because if she
had a handgun, you see, it would just as likely be taken
away and used against her. Good thing she didn't piss him off, after
he told her he was going to kill her she might have gotten double
killed.
.
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