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drewkitty"A gunman opened fire [with a .22 caliber rifle] in the museum today, inflicting fatal injuries on security guard Stephen Tyrone Johns before he was shot himself by two other guards, but not Johns. Law enforcement said that white supremacist and keeper of an anti-Semitic website James von Brunn, 88, was under investigation in the shooting. Von Brunn is now at a D.C. hospital [and is listed in critical but stable condition]. A third person was injured by broken glass. Johns had worked as a security guard at the Museum for six years."
Sources consulted for this summary included various mass media accessible via Google News, including the BBC. [EDITED with better information.] Note that von Brunn's possession of a rifle was a felony as he was a convicted felon.
It is my proud duty to stand between people like von Brunn and those they would harm. My heart goes out to the family of murdered Special Police Officer (SPO) Stephen Tyrone Jones.
Stephen Tyrone Jones, 1970-2009
Last Post, 10 June 2009
Holocaust Memorial Museum, Washington D.C.
"He Died That Others Might Live"
It is a fairly rare thing in this business to get a glimpse inside the mind of an active shooter.
This active shooter had a personal Web site. [EDIT: Web site is down now. Wayback Machine is your friend.]
In 1981 he entered the Federal Reserve building in Washington DC with a number of firearms (but no ammunition) and threatened to murder two security guards. In his own words, he sought to:
"7 December 1981, 1 hoped to reveal to the American People certain Facts regarding the World Marxist Conspiracy that are suppressed by the mass-media. I attempted to place the FED Board of Governors under legal, non-violent, citizen's arrest -- supported by D.C. statutes, and by Misprision of Felony statute under U.S. Treason and Sedition Law. I charge the FED with Treason, operation of a Fraudulent Enterprise, and un-Constitutional Private Corporate Operations. I intended to hold the Board prisoners in the Board Room, demand that their fellow conspirators at CBS provide national TV-hookup; then, over TV to figuratively hand over the felons to the American people with an explanation of my charges against the FED ."
Here is von Brunn's own account of what happened:
"Now was the time. I walked down the corridor to the Negro guard at the front entrance, shoved the .38 in his gut, and escorted him out of the building. . . . Outside I told the Negro to walk North and keep walking. He was a tall-lanky dude with red-veined cornea. I returned to the lobby, waited briefly then returned outside. The Negro guard disobeyed and was walking east toward the police station. I warned him that cross-hairs were zeroed in on his spine. One more step and my "comrade' in the bushes would kill him. Fortunately there were no pedestrians to overhear. The Negro turned and walked north. . . . "
"Back inside I walked down the corridor and up the marble stairs to the balcony. There, five or six men and women were conversing before the closed board room doors. Harry approached me, testily. I didn't call you, sir. Go back downstairs and wait. I displayed the .38, keeping the barrel lowered to he couldn't see the empty cylinders. Sotto voce, escort me to Volcker's office. Now. I'm going to arrest him. No one will be hurt. Get your ass moving. I ain't going nowhere, says the ex-Marine. The talking group disappeared down the hall. In that case Harry I'm going to kill you. OK, kill me. Quiet, keep your voice down. Where to you want it Harry, gut or head ? Do it, Harry says. Harry, you dumb bastard. Don't you know the FED killed your buddies in Nam? I ain't leaving. Harry, you can help America. Expose the g-d- Jews. Kill me, he says. One last time, I shoved the gun in his gut. NO, says he. Never expect a U.S. Marine to leave his post. I handed my revolver to him (later, in court, he testified that he jumped me and wrestled the weapon from me. Good man, Harry). I removed my trench-coat, went to the ante-room and sat down. A regiment of armed cops arrived. I told them to note that I had no ammo. They handcuffed me."
Near the end, von Brunn makes a chilling statement.
"Even a kid in grade school knows when it's time to get his knuckles bloody."
Reading through his writing, I see common threads -- his strong belief in conspiracy, his intolerance of entire cultural and racial groups, his obvious brilliance and sincere patriotism twisted in the service of hatred. Most importantly however, I see a man willing to take great risks for his beliefs, irregardless of any potential personal cost.
There is only one way to stop a man like von Brunn from carrying forth with murder that he has decided to commit. You must take him down, as you would a rabid animal.
Sources consulted for this summary included various mass media accessible via Google News, including the BBC. [EDITED with better information.] Note that von Brunn's possession of a rifle was a felony as he was a convicted felon.
It is my proud duty to stand between people like von Brunn and those they would harm. My heart goes out to the family of murdered Special Police Officer (SPO) Stephen Tyrone Jones.
Stephen Tyrone Jones, 1970-2009
Last Post, 10 June 2009
Holocaust Memorial Museum, Washington D.C.
"He Died That Others Might Live"
It is a fairly rare thing in this business to get a glimpse inside the mind of an active shooter.
This active shooter had a personal Web site. [EDIT: Web site is down now. Wayback Machine is your friend.]
In 1981 he entered the Federal Reserve building in Washington DC with a number of firearms (but no ammunition) and threatened to murder two security guards. In his own words, he sought to:
"7 December 1981, 1 hoped to reveal to the American People certain Facts regarding the World Marxist Conspiracy that are suppressed by the mass-media. I attempted to place the FED Board of Governors under legal, non-violent, citizen's arrest -- supported by D.C. statutes, and by Misprision of Felony statute under U.S. Treason and Sedition Law. I charge the FED with Treason, operation of a Fraudulent Enterprise, and un-Constitutional Private Corporate Operations. I intended to hold the Board prisoners in the Board Room, demand that their fellow conspirators at CBS provide national TV-hookup; then, over TV to figuratively hand over the felons to the American people with an explanation of my charges against the FED ."
Here is von Brunn's own account of what happened:
"Now was the time. I walked down the corridor to the Negro guard at the front entrance, shoved the .38 in his gut, and escorted him out of the building. . . . Outside I told the Negro to walk North and keep walking. He was a tall-lanky dude with red-veined cornea. I returned to the lobby, waited briefly then returned outside. The Negro guard disobeyed and was walking east toward the police station. I warned him that cross-hairs were zeroed in on his spine. One more step and my "comrade' in the bushes would kill him. Fortunately there were no pedestrians to overhear. The Negro turned and walked north. . . . "
"Back inside I walked down the corridor and up the marble stairs to the balcony. There, five or six men and women were conversing before the closed board room doors. Harry approached me, testily. I didn't call you, sir. Go back downstairs and wait. I displayed the .38, keeping the barrel lowered to he couldn't see the empty cylinders. Sotto voce, escort me to Volcker's office. Now. I'm going to arrest him. No one will be hurt. Get your ass moving. I ain't going nowhere, says the ex-Marine. The talking group disappeared down the hall. In that case Harry I'm going to kill you. OK, kill me. Quiet, keep your voice down. Where to you want it Harry, gut or head ? Do it, Harry says. Harry, you dumb bastard. Don't you know the FED killed your buddies in Nam? I ain't leaving. Harry, you can help America. Expose the g-d- Jews. Kill me, he says. One last time, I shoved the gun in his gut. NO, says he. Never expect a U.S. Marine to leave his post. I handed my revolver to him (later, in court, he testified that he jumped me and wrestled the weapon from me. Good man, Harry). I removed my trench-coat, went to the ante-room and sat down. A regiment of armed cops arrived. I told them to note that I had no ammo. They handcuffed me."
Near the end, von Brunn makes a chilling statement.
"Even a kid in grade school knows when it's time to get his knuckles bloody."
Reading through his writing, I see common threads -- his strong belief in conspiracy, his intolerance of entire cultural and racial groups, his obvious brilliance and sincere patriotism twisted in the service of hatred. Most importantly however, I see a man willing to take great risks for his beliefs, irregardless of any potential personal cost.
There is only one way to stop a man like von Brunn from carrying forth with murder that he has decided to commit. You must take him down, as you would a rabid animal.
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Date: 2009-06-11 07:02 am (UTC)It is scary to be reminded that there are no safe places immune to such attacks - not schools, not libraries, not even museums. It makes me very sad :(