Gunned Down in Vegas: What Really Happened to Erik Scott?
This reminds me of an incident where my son was brought home by the local sheriff’s department. My son made a mistake and went to the bathroom in a local eatery. He didn’t realize that he was followed by a thug who was bent on robbing him. While in the bathroom, the thug demanded his wallet and began beating my son. My kid tried to comply but the man kept hitting him which was his mistake. Bloodied and angered by the continued attack, he fought back and left the thug on his back in what my son described as a pool of piss. My son ran out of the restaurant and down the street only to be stopped by the local sheriff’s deputy. Before he knew it, my son was face down in the gutter, hands cuffed behind his back, and a loaded gun pointing at his head. Six police cars had responded and nobody was listening to him. Finally one of the deputies, a woman, said, “He’s a Jew!” At that revelation, they let him up, listened to his story, uncuffed him, and finally drove him home.
That makes me think. How close was my son to being blown away? The mugger was never dealt with.
