QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Jul 8 2013, 06:29 PM)

The guy who fired me quit like a week after he let me go...wow.
Sounds about right. We all should learn to relax in these times of stress. Easier said than done, I know.
Something occurred around my area recently. Last week, I believe. A man was filming the police at some area where there were a bunch. It appears to be a residential area, and as far as I know, filming in a public area is perfectly legal and even protected. What had transpired on a film from another person was quite shocking.
The man being arrested was walking his dog; a Rottweiler, having lived with one, I know that while they have a fearsome reputation, they are actually quite loyal, and genial. The man put the dog in the back of his car, with the windows rolled down, while the cops walked over to arrest/detain him.
The dog didn't like this. Not. One. Bit. He managed to jump out of the window of the car, and then began to aggressively approach the officers arresting his master, while the man tried to tell the dog to calm down. People began to get excited, which only served to aggravate the dog further. An officer drew, shots were fired at the canine.
I don't believe it survived. It's injurious state was replete with heartbreaking howls. I was naturally infuriated at the scene. Though, I know officers have the right to defend themselves.
What happened afterwards was the power of misinformation, and emotional reaction. The incident took place in a town far south of me. About forty or so miles. Somehow, people confused it with the town in which I live. Which in my misinformed state, I believed, as the local cops are known for being overzealous. They will seriously have two or three units roll up for a single jaywalker...
Too further add confusion to the situation, somehow a local art store that I frequent for both my journal and calligraphy supplies, shared the last name of a spokesman for the actual Police Department, and people were calling them nonstop the monday before last with angry rants, and the poor people had no idea what was going on. They also had a pizza delivered, paid for, that no one ordered. Usually meant to intimidate people with a "I know where you live" message.
Point being, I shook my head as I am among the first to say that emotional reactions need to be put in check, and rational responses given precedence. 'Disengage mouth, engage brain.' my Dad would say in frustrated tones as a youthful hellion. I took a lesson well from this incident, however horrendous the scene, whatever the moral debate is, let cooler heads prevail....