So "Mr. Not A Gun Guy" with no prior military service or training, rented two rooms, for three days, at weekend rates during a music festival across the street, from the highest vantage point, covering two different directions, in a hotel where 2/3rds of the rooms could never even see the venue because they face the wrong way, and had 30 weapons in total, including at least 10 recovered in the hotel, and had either illegally modified semi-auto weapons or legally purchased full-auto weapons (with a six- to eight-month wait for the BATFE approval on that) and ammunition sufficient to shoot something approaching 300 people, from mag after mag after mag, and took his time (several minutes) hosing down throngs of unsuspecting random strangers across the street before committing suicide, but he supposedly "just snapped".
This has to be about the most meticulously-planned mass-shooting in US history.
The woman "roommate" LVMPD was looking for was "coincidentally" in Australia when this happened.; is a Phillipine immigrant who was formerly (or is currently, it's unclear) married to a barking leftard moonbat; and the picture she claims was taken of her and Shooter "in L.A." :
|Paddock and Danley (her face blurred by posting site) in Los Angeles...or Dubai?|
was one she had previously tagged online as being taken in Dubai.
For those unawares, Filipinos are frequent guest worker hires for Middle East work to do the menial tasks rich Arabs won't do themselves, and Paddock worked in aerospace/engineering or somesuch, which would make a Middle east trip or work assignment possible/plausible.
Show of hands: everyone who's hooked up with a married émigré from a country with an ongoing Muslim terrorism problem, and who was with her in the world capitol region of Muslim terrorist problems, who's retired, but blew $15-50K on weapons, ammunition, and a 3-day stay in the ideal sniper roost for a full-auto attack on a crowd of packed targets, coincidentally, with no one being the wiser, and for whom the FBI could rule out any terrorist connection entirely within 60 minutes of the incident, please raise a paw.
Sh'yeah, thought so.
"Just snapped", my ass.
This is all fishy as hell, and the stink gets bigger by the minute.
Whole lotta tradecraft goin' on there for some crazy schlub.
In Stalag 17, one of the guys imprisoned in the konzentrationschlager for several years gets a letter, and can't wait to meet "his" new baby, who "just happens" to look like the milkman, according to his wife in the States.
Paddock is starting to look like the milkman's kid here.