Unspeakable, appaling, hideous, inexcusable

February 15th, 2014

Presented without comment. Or without much.

In the early morning hours of June 27, 2013, a team of Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department deputies pulled up to the home of Eugene Mallory, an 80-year-old retired engineer living in the rural outskirts of Los Angeles county with his wife Tonya Pate and stepson Adrian Lamos.

The deputies crashed through the front gate and began executing a search warrant for methamphetamine on the property. Detective Patrick Hobbs, a self-described narcotics expert who claimed he “smelled the strong odor of chemicals” downwind from the house after being tipped off to illegal activity from an anonymous informant, spearheaded the investigation.

The deputies announced their presence, and Pate emerged from the trailer where she’d been sleeping to escape the sweltering summer heat of the California desert. Lamos and a couple of friends emerged from another trailer, and a handyman tinkering with a car on the property also gave himself up without resistance. But Mallory, who preferred to sleep in the house, was nowhere to be seen.

Deputies approached the house, and what happened next is where things get murky. The deputies said they announced their presence upon entering and were met in the hallway by the 80-year-old man, wielding a gun and stumbling towards them. The deputies later changed the story when the massive bloodstains on Mallory’s mattress indicated to investigators that he’d most likely been in bed at the time of the shooting. Investigators also found that an audio recording of the incident revealed a discrepancy in the deputies’ original narrative: Before listening to the audio recording, [Sgt. John] Bones believed that he told Mallory to “Drop the gun” prior to the shooting. The recording revealed, however, that his commands to “Drop the gun” occurred immediately after the shooting.

I mean, at this point, what is there left to say, really? No-knock raids are bad. The militarization of the police is bad. The War on Drugs is bad. The adversarial, us versus them relationship between the police and the people they supposedly “protect and serve” is bad. The ability to do this sort of thing without fear of repercussion is bad. This whole thing was bad from its inception, went bad in execution, and will remain bad in its aftermath. It is just bad, start to finish.

So: now what?

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  1. February 15th, 2014 at 10:53 | #1
    I've no problem with a war on drugs, however I'd rather it were waged via Apaches with hellfires at the border rather than on American citizens.

    Want to stop drug trafficking and deny the cartels revenue? Cool. Orbit a few AC-130s around the border. Once a few thousand shipments are blown into itty bitty pieces, I'm pretty sure they'll get the message.

    This gestapo crap needs be put down, the same way we did in Germany if need be.

  2. emdfl
    February 15th, 2014 at 12:37 | #2
    The real answer to any questions regarding this murderous action will come when we find out who the old man wouldn't sell his property to. Probably some well connected friend of that pos dicktective hobbs...
    Keep your guns close to hand and keep a couple of AP rounds at the top of the mag.
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