Another Subway Vigilante

Daniel Penny, a man I'd certainly like to have living in my neighborhood, has been labeled as a hero by everyone with an IQ above room temperature and common sense.  By now, everyone has heard of Penny, but I'll offer a summation along with my own vitriolic opinions.

Standard content warning. If you are a liberal, thin skinned, or object to graphic description and plain speech, go someplace else. If you keep reading, you'll get all spun up and have to chase you daily dose of Xanax with a shot of whiskey.

Daniel Penny, a 26-year-old ex-Marine, got on a NYC subway where he found Jordan Neely, a 30-year-old batshit crazy homeless man raising hell and threatening to kill people. Penny and two other men wrestle Neely to the floor and Penny applies a chokehold. Penny passes out and never wakes up, which we can safely assume is convenient for everyone.

When the cops show up (they'll do these things, even in a NYC subway), there's a certain amount of back and forth, concluding with the fact Neely is DRT and the eyewitnesses are grateful. So, happy day!, no arrests are needed.

Which should have been the end of the whole show, except that New York City Mayor Eric Adams gets in front of a TV camera and jerks 'em off like he always does. No surprise there, but someone left the cage door open and the race cards covered the table, which activated Manhattan DA Alvin Bragg. As any retard could see, this event has Trayvon Martin written all over it, and Bragg, being an opportunistic, hate filled, invidious son-of-a-bitch wants to send Penny to the big house for twenty five to life.

Que Act One...

As we all know, the jury found Penny not guilty, which caused the fertilizer to hit the turbine blades. Skipping the obvious, every single one of those jurors should move to an unknown locale where the local government doesn't feel so neurotic about concealed carry and self-defense. For his part, Penny should never have been charged in this case, but he was, and now he'll have to defend himself against a civil case that should be tossed out of court with extreme prejudice, but won't. Civil court cases take years, then there are appeals.

Fat fingering the keyboard, I stumbled across this post from the Old NFO, a man whose opinion I value more than most. For one thing, he's sober when he writes.

Do It!!!

The title snagged me, and I read the article. It seems that Penny may be able to sue Manhattan DA Alvin Bragg for malicious prosecution. I hope he does, and I hope he wins. The victory would likely make a civil case difficult to prove to a jury of idiots.

My own opinion, which is not fit to print in commercial media, is that adults have an inalienable right to protect themselves from harm; to protect their family, and to protect others who can't fend for themselves. During the course of exercising that right, the individual is immune from persecution by a money grubbing family of pavement apes who believe they've suddenly hit the lottery in the form of a wrongful death lawsuit.

I'm over seventy years old and in poor physical shape. I pack my pistol wherever I go, and I stay out of areas where I might have to use it. However, if I found myself in a similar situation to that of Penny's, and knowing what I know, I often wonder just what I'd do.