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Great Moments in SWAT Team Fuckuppery

Posted by: Emperor Misha I

Will somebody, for the Love of G-D outfit those moronic goons with a GPS or, failing that, perhaps sticking handles on their helmets might help? (Link via LC & IB Bill Quick):

A Minneapolis police SWAT team kicked in the wrong door yesterday during an early morning raid,

AGAIN? Will we ever see a week pass by without a bunch of cluelessly lost ninja-clad chimpanzees kicking in the wrong door? Is there something in their genetic makeup, perhaps one of their three Y chromosomes, that makes it impossible for those police state fuckups to accomplish a simple task that thousands of pizza delivery drivers carry out without a hitch day and night in all kinds of weather?

Really. I seriously want to know. What the fuck IS it with those dense knobs?

prompting the man of the house to grab his gun and open fire on the officers who entered the house.

Good for him. Or not, as the case might turn out to be:

Police haven’t decided whether they’ll try to charge Khang with a crime. KMSP-TV says the Khang family is consulting with a civil attorney.

Charge him with what, pray tell? Protecting his wife and six kids, none of whom were hurt, thank G-d, against unknown intruders kicking in his door in the middle of the fucking night? The only one with legitimate grounds for a lawsuit here is Mr. Khang, who ought to sue the fucking city until they have to declare bankruptcy and start peddling miniature screwdrivers on street corners for a living.

Of course that’s never going to happen. The gummint can do whatever the fuck they please to us peons and they will never, EVER have to face the music for it.

KARE-TV reports that Vang was detained at the scene and released a few hours later. Police say there may have been a “language barrier” between the residents and the officers.

Oh sure. Blame the fucking victim, why don’t you, you flatfooted gumshoe piece of pig shit? The only “barrier” here is the one stuck permanently between the sensory input apparatus of your fuckheaded stormtroopers and whatever it is that resides between their ears in lieu of an actual brain. If that barrier hadn’t been there, then perhaps they’d have been able to read a fucking map.

“It was some bad information that was received on the front end that kind-of trickled all the way through,” police Sgt. Jesse Garcia tells the station. “It’s unfortunate because we have officers that were hit by gunfire

Pardon me if I don’t rush out to get the Kleenexes just yet, officer cocknozzle. Kick in somebody’s door in the middle of the night and whatever the fuck happens to you is your own damn fault, says I.

and this truly, truly could have been a much worse situation.”

You’re damn straight it could have. Your SS goons could’ve managed to hurt Mr. Khang or his family in the shootout that ensued once your marmosets found themselves under fire.

Fortunately, their marksmanship is as deplorably fucking pathetic as their ability to perform simple tasks such as getting to the right address.

Thatisall.

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