But that's not all.
The floor layout I detailed for you (ahead of the MSM) also shows that the presumed shooter had a 30-50 yard straight corridor, from his suite doors all the way to the elevator tower in the Mandalay Bay. That's a kill zone, boys and girls. Fish in a barrel.
And the guy reportedly shot or (shot at) a security guard, early on.
(Yet it took the police 72 minutes to figure out "which room". Hmmmmm.
Once again, the bullshit points in different directions.)
But he's supposed to have suddenly gotten shy about taking on SWAT inside a perfect elongated kill zone tunnel, after capping 600 people across the street? And instead suck-started a gun to himself?
He had time to set up two sniper perches inside the room, and enough furniture in a suite and two rooms to build a sailboat, and the main suite double doors look straight down that corridor, but Mr. Meticulous Mass Killer, who knew he was never getting out of this alive, never thought about blockading the doors and setting up a reception for the inevitable police response???
Yeah, I smell fertilizer piling up there, too.
He had multiple weapons, presumably plenty of ammo left, including .308 semi-auto rifles.
LV SWAT would have been pigeons in a shooting gallery coming up that hall, long before they got close enough to flash-bang anyone. As they'll tell you in a heartbeat, if anyone asked 'em. One guy with that much firepower would've made a breach-entry team pay dearly for trying it. In a bodies-stacked-in-the-hallway way. I promise you. They'd have needed M-203s with HEDP grenades to take him (and half the floor) out. It would've looked like house-to-house in Fallujah. And he'd have killed 3-10 more cops before they got him.
Their room assault (unless they'd rappelled into the outside windows from above) would have looked like Leon taking on NYPD ESU in The Professional.
So I'm calling bullshit on that chickenshit suicide as well.
And if there's hotel security video of anyone but Mr. Mass Murderer hauling up the half-a-ton of ordnance to the suite over Friday through Sunday, that turns the whole "lone shooter" scenario and flips it right onto its head.
I'm just a reasonably intelligent guy on the internet, and I can drive Hannibal's Elephant Cavalry through the plot-holes in this narrative, using open sources. The shooting was meticulously half-assed planned, but the after-party is a pure $#!^show.
Yet again, this whole thing doesn't add up. When you lay the revealed facts out, they point in all directions.
This was the most expensively-produced one-man exit in world history, supposedly.
Okay, arguendo, let's just say it is.
Where's the F**king Suicide Note?
Anyone? Anyone at all? Beuller?