Sorry, No Sale.

Read the follow-up post.

People die? You lie? You fry.

"However, she states she found the door ajar, that she issued the shadowy figure she encountered commands to stop, and only shot him when he did not comply.

In other words, her statement ticks all the boxes for an unfortunate shoot that will likely result in a plea deal on manslaughter charges and the end of a career in law enforcement. Especially if her claim that she didn't turn on the lights and realize she was in the wrong apartment until she was already on the phone with 911 is borne out by the recording of the call.

The angry public is clamoring for murder charges, however, and if soon-to-be-former Officer Guyger fudged any part of her statement in order to make her case look better, it will bite her in the ass."

Sorry, Tam, but no. In fact, hell No.

Oh, and boo frickin' hoo for the "end of [her] career in law enforcement." It should have ended before that night, obviously, but either way, it's too late now to save her murdered victim, nor do his family, herself, the DPD, or the city of Dallas any good.
Stupidity kills. Everyone suffers.

Even if Officer Killshot was strictly and scrupulously truthful, this isn't manslaughter.
Because outside the door-that-wasn't-hers, there was a bright red doormat that also wasn't hers. (A material fact which both she and the investigating officer for the Texas Rangers cleverly neglected to mention. How...convenient.)

Even if you're Inspector Clousseau, this is known as a "clue".

And on the outside of that door, even if it was ajar at O-dark-thirty as she claims, even if she didn't pound on it as witnesses have claimed, even if the victim didn't come to the locked door and open it, whereupon she began a verbal altercation-cum-murder, as another witness has claimed,I'll wager handsomely, the apartment number is cleverly affixed outside of the door.

So while there may indeed be an assholian good-old-boys tradition about liquoring up, then deliberately getting into a car, turning the key, driving home, and "accidentally" plowing into a carload of innocent family, and calling it manslaughter, even in Texas, rather than murder, which it is, when you're so tired you're too stupid to look at the door of what is allegedly your apartment, without noticing whether or not it really is, and then you draw and fire and kill someone DRT, there is no good-old-boy custom of saying, "Well, sheeyit, folks, these things jes' happen, so let's call it accidental and drop it to manslaughter."

She purposely entered an apartment, and began a verbal altercation, after discovering what she claims to have believed was the door to her home ajar(!). She didn't call it in, she didn't wait for back-up, and she didn't even do the barest minimum of due diligence to ascertain her own actual location by looking at the door, or noticing the bright red doormat she didn't own at her feet, which is the entire reason this happened, whereupon she capped a black guy watching TV in his apartment.

This is not fatigue bordering on exhaustion. Officer Killshot is trying to have it both ways, and have us believe she was so comatose she violated procedure, common sense, and basic human behavior, right up until she was able to recall her four-year experience and training as a police officer, draw her service weapon, take aim, and 10-ring an unarmed innocent man for the crime of not being in her apartment, killing him with a shot to the chest.

My, how pretty self-servingly convenient that her instincts and training only kicked in for those two seconds, but not at any time beforehand that might have led her to, y'know, not be a murdering douchebadge and then testi-lie afterwards in the most ham-fisted CYA attempt in, oh, the last five minutes from Cops Caught Doing Stupid Things.
 
"Yessir, that's what happened, I was too fatigued to notice the wrong floor, too fatigued to notice the wrong doormat, too fatigued to notice the wrong apartment number on the door, too fatigued to follow any sort of common sense procedure when it appeared my apartment was or had been burglarized when I noticed the door ajar, too fatigued to call 9-1-1, too fatigued to wait for backup (which would have been about 30 seconds if dispatch had received a call of possible burglary-in-progress at a PD officer's home), too fatigued to follow procedure, too fatigued to turn on a light, but suddenly, like lightning from Zeus' own hand, my academy training and four years on the streets of the big city kicked in, and I was able to calmly and deliberately score a perfect 100% kill-shot on Sumdood in his living room, and then SUDDENLY, I realized "OMG, this is NOT my apartment!"

The only possible reply to a pure fairy tale of that magnitude is this:


"Pull the other one, Officer F**khead, it's got bells on."

Guys with a trunk full to the brim of kilos of heroin claiming "That's not mine; I don't know how it got in there." have more credibility here.

Five-year-olds standing in a living room full of debris and claiming "A cat in a hat with two things - Thing 1 and Thing 2 - came in the door and did all this!" have more credibility here.

So yes, Officer Killshot should have turned on the lights, or her flashlight.

But it's an irrelevant point. The issue is that her story is patently obvious bullshit twenty feet high, and she never should have gotten past the door in the first place, had she even two wits in her entire Diversity Bean-hire empty head.

So let's stop trying to cut her any slack on any part of her story that might have been within a country mile of credibility, or try and categorize calls for murder charges as "angry" as if this was mere emotion in play, rather than calm, deliberate, logical, defensible, and justifiable outrage.

Trying to cast this as mere anger is nothing but fakenews spin, and heaven knows, her PBA shyster will be doing quadruple axels from now until the verdict comes down as it is; they don't need any help from the blogosphere.

She murdered an innocent person, and we have a remedy for that. Texas is rather famous for applying it of late. I happily and forthrightly wish they'd behead her, for real, and film it, and force every swinging Richard now and forever at DPD to watch the film before they issue weapons and teach them how to shoot, because those with more privilege owe a higher level of responsibility. But I'll settle for either her death by lethal injection, or LWOP, since that's as far as Texas law allows us to go. (I dislike the latter on principle, since it penalizes the taxpayers - and the victim's family - more than the convict, unless you're also going to require the convict to be horsewhipped daily, then worked to death at hard labor at an advanced rate. In which case, we can talk.)

If she'd been tired and run the guy over in a dark alley on her way home, that would be manslaughter.

Going to the wrong floor, the wrong door, into the wrong apartment, and despite being a badged, sworn, trained, and multi-year experienced police officer doing not one single effing act of due diligence, and then going from  "Narf!" to "WTF?" to "Die, m*****f*****!" in ten seconds or so, makes this simple murder. Nothing less will do.

Otherwise, I claim permanent immunity for everyone who caps everyone else in Dallas henceforth under the "I was tired" defense. Especially if the victims are DPD officers. We'll see if we run out of cops, robbers, or innocent bystanders first, under those ROE.

Jesus Christ On A Pogo Stick, the "Twinkie Defense" had a better basis in reality than this wagonload of horseh...rose fertilizer, even though it elected DiFi all the way to the Senate. If she had any honor or truthfulness or remorse for the act in her at all, she'd have immediately pled guilty and be in prison already. Or just capped herself as an auto da fé at the scene. That, at least, I could respect.

IANAL, but when last I looked, lying after the fact is mens rea, and "consciousness of guilt".
When anyone tells this big a whopper this fast, it merely points out the fact that they're guilty as hell. QED

Some acts are so big, so bad, and so baldly obvious, you cannot mine enough duplicity on the planet to lie your way out of them. This is one of those acts. Anyone who thinks otherwise is sleep-deprived and over-tired, and should probably go lie down for a bit.

She murdered an unarmed, innocent man with reckless indifference to that reality.
There's no amount of lipstick that can suffice to dress that pig for the prom.
For the slaughterhouse, maybe.

Off with her head.


ADDENDUM
And another thing:

"she states she found the door ajar, that she issued the shadowy figure she encountered commands to stop, and only shot him when he did not comply."

 Let's grant all her recockulous assertions, and give her 100% of the imprimatur that she's being entirely truthful.

A "shadowy" figure?? Because he was black, or because he was in shadow, and as Tam noted, Officer Killshot was too stupid, lazy, incompetent, and/or scared shitless - but armed - to do anything intelligent, like turn on the goddam lights?

Or because her hands were already full of pistol, her vision had shrunk down to Dixie-cup tunnel vision, and the barest shreds of common sense had already run down her leg?
Or both?

And he didn't stop? Stop what?
Was he watching TV, and failed to stop?
Walking away? Backing away?
Walking obliquely?
Coming towards her?

And she shot him because "he did not comply"?!?
So, failure to obey the commands of someone who breaks into your house is a death penalty offense now?
It was shadowy...so could he possibly see her gun?
Know she was armed?
Know she was a police officer?
Did she even ascertain that he spoke and understood English?
Or was it "Respect my authoritay! No? BLAM!"

Bad things can happen when a uniformed officer in a marked cruiser with flashing red and blue lights who's pointing a weapon at you issues commands.
I get that.
But when you have instead, a groggy, dopey, but clearly amped up white chick break into your apartment and start ordering you around in a darkened room, it gets one helluva lot hazier.

And absent some articulable fear of threat of great bodily injury, she never had probable cause to use deadly force.
She didn't say "he tried to kill me" "he had an object in his hand"  nor "he had a weapon" or "grabbed ...something" or any twenty other ways she could have phrased it to get more traction.

"Shot him when he did not comply" says she executed him because he "refused to respect my authoritay".

She hasn't got grounds on probable cause, or castle doctrine, or stand your ground.
Nine chances out of ten, even had she been answering a call, in uniform, in a lit room, this would still  be a bad shoot, and criminal charges pending for her.

Or, she flat-out lost her shit, lost her mind, and dumped a guy who ignored her because she was a cop, and was always right, and it's all she could think of to do.

Wait, let me think back on 90% of the women I've dated, worked with, been married to, or interacted with over thirty or forty years, and see which solution set sounds most plausible, considering all other factors...

Now, you tell me which comports more likely with every cop you've ever known (at work, not over beers at a BBQ).
And with every female you've ever known.
When they're convinced they're right.

 

The prosecution rests, your Honor.

We ask for a short recess before defense proceeds, while the bailiff locates a stout rope.

 

If you're here from David Codrea or other sites, be sure to read the previous posts and follow-up post.

This isn't manslaughter, or even recklessly induced second degree murder.

It was an execution.

She had a motive.

Murder one. Book her, Dan-o.