I will respond to this when I am done today.Rogue Scholar 05 wrote:
And just why do you want to "arm the homeless"?
But why do YOU use that term? I have no problem with homeless people being armed as they have the right to protect themselves but I am sick and tired of giving poor people things that they will just hock to get money for their drugs, booze, etc.
Presently, I want to tell you a story. I came across it last night and thought it was up your alley. 100% non-fiction.
It concerns 1st Lieutenant Harold Fisher. It was World War II and he was on his 20th bombing mission... limping back from Italy.
His B-17 "Bonnie Sue" was barely flyable. Two engines were gone, and he was seriously considering ditching the plane. He had the crew throw everything out: guns, ammo, flak jackets, anything that could decrease the weight of the aircraft, hoping to stay up long enough for a miracle.
And they appeared to get just that! An American P-38 fighter came by to cover him. Harold radioed him asking for assistance, and his new best friend on Earth pulled alongside to escort him home.
A few moments later... Fisher was shot down by the very P-38 that was supposed to be covering him.
Instead of an American pilot behind the controls, this particular P-38 was piloted by Guido Rossi an Italian pilot who had captured it on the ground.
Fisher attempted a water landing with his B-17 and... as far as water landings go, it was pretty successful. Translation: Every single person on board wasn't killed. Fisher survived the landing and was picked up by the British.
He soon learned he wasn't Rossi's only victim.
Fisher went to his commander, and asked permission to borrow an experimental YB-40 aircraft. A YB-40 was essentially a B-17 with the bombs taken out and a ridiculous amount of guns added.
There were no YB-40s in Africa, so they had the Brits fly one out there, for the sole purpose of taking down Rossi.
After hand-picking a crew... Fisher went out in search of Rossi, with no success. Rossi was still off somewhere in his undercover plane, pulling this stunt on every B-17 he could find.
Fisher wasn't going to give up. He dug through intelligence documents and found something interesting....
Rossi's wife, Gina, was located behind friendly lines. Fisher swiftly pulled some recon. After seeing what she looked like, Fisher got a painter to paint a picture of her on his shiny new YB-40 and put her name on it. All just so he could piss off Rossi even more when he shot him down.
On the next bombing mission, Fisher was getting ready to become a pretend straggler again when he all of a sudden was shot and became an actual straggler...go figure.
After ordering his crew to dump everything except for ammunition, they flew on. Soon enough a P-38 pulled up alongside, but they couldn't tell if it was Rossi or not. Thinking this time it was a legitimate P-38, he ordered ammunition dumped overboard as well, until a curious question came across the radio.
"Pretty girl, Gina. She from Constantine?"
Fisher ordered his men to keep their ammunition and guns and carried on with his conversation with the P-38 pilot, regaling him with stories about how awesome it was to be nailing Mrs. Rossi.
Naturally, Rossi wasn't real happy at the moment. He flew far ahead of the bomber and attempted a total F.U. head-on attack.
Waiting until the last minute, Fisher ordered every gun on board his aircraft to fire on the P-38, which was literally shredded away around Rossi from the massive amount of gunfire.
Rossi was picked up by Allied Rescue crews and became a POW for the rest of the war. Meanwhile, Fisher was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross.