If anyone ever needed a reminder about having enough ammo on hand they should be reminded that it was 10yrs ago today, April 29th when the city of Los Angeles turned into a war zone. Riots started by locals who felt a PCP addict should have been allowed to attack police officers, without recourse.
Law abiding citizens who had voted away there 2nd amendment rights suddenly realized that the police are not always going to be able to protect you.[:O] Ahh but alas in true liberal fashion they were so willing to forget about the reality of the lesson learned.


JerrY

There are several images that are seared into my mind:

1) Reginald Denny. The celebration after hurling a beer bottle full-force into his head. The blind stagger of Mr. Denny surrounded by a gang  of... you-know-whats.

2) The cops directing traffic in the parking lot loaded with looters at an appliance store.

3) The Korean store owners standing in the street protecting their own.

4) The elderly black reverend standing to protect an unconscious hispanic man being spray painted black by a gang of... you-know-whats.

5) Maxine Waters and other black "leaders" calling the riots a "rebellion" and a justifed expression of "social rage".



[b]FUCKLA.[/b]

It was a brick, and the side of his face is still all screwed up from it.


JerrY

Yeah well Reggie was driving a SEMI (!!!!) Yet he stopped because he didn't want to hit anyone as he was driving thru town.  See what happens when your the "nice guy" ?

All he would have had to do was keep on truckin' ..... and just hose the FUBU juice off the grill when he got home.

their time is coming.

IMHO a better reminder happened nine years and ten days ago.

yeah, idiots, that's it.

Keep in mind that the Pasadena, Calif. Star News is a very liberal newspaper.
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Pasadena Star-News NMO

Monday, April 29, 2002 - 12:03:43 AM MST
We asked readers for their memories of the 1992 Los Angeles riots.
Here's what they had to say.

More letters are running on opinion page A14. I can tell you that my
life changed profoundly during those three long days.{P4} I had
moved to the San Gabriel Valley not long before, coming from rural
Washington, and was wholly unnerved not only by what was going on in
Los Angeles proper, but the spread of violence that ensued.
On the second day of the riots, I could smell the smoke from L.A.'s
fires while standing outside my Arcadia home. Symbolically, perhaps,
the riots had reached me in my "safe" neighborhood, and were no
longer confined to distant L.A.
That night, mini-riots broke out in Pasadena, Pomona and other
Valley towns. That sealed it the violence was in my back yard.
[b]How did all this change me?
I owned only one firearm, a hunting rifle. How effective would that
be against 50 looters marauding my neighborhood?
I bought more guns. Not all at once, but one by one, over the years.
I became politically active for the first time in the fight against
unreasonable gun control, and remain so today.
I came to see how foolish it is to hope that the police will protect
us, and how sensible it is to provide for one's own defense when
civil order breaks down.[/b]
Brooks A. Pangburn
Duarte

I was living in San Gabriel at the time. I remember the riots of
1965 so it was "Here we go again!"
I watched most of the TV coverage and wondered how much it would
cost the taxpayers this time to recover and rebuild. The chaos and
destruction was unbelievable.
On Thursday night, I took my trash out to the street and could see a
haze and smell the drift of burning buildings 40 miles away. I stood
there for a minute and thought to myself, "I don't need to go
through this again."
The next morning, I called a Realtor and put my property on the
market. I left California in August, 1992, traveled a bit, and
settled here in Arizona. Good clean air, drinkable water, great
sunsets, and friendly people!
Haven't seen a riot here, yet!
John Wilson
Chino Valley, AZ
On April 29, 1992, I was coming home to LAX from a business trip in
Hawaii. My husband was picking me up at the airport and had to make
a number of street changes for there were road blocks.
This was at the very onset before anyone knew what was going on.
After picking me up we had to take a different way home than the
normal one. We go home and turned on the TV set and that is when we
saw what was just starting.
The rest is history.
Susan Clawson
West Covina

-- continued --

The night the riots started I was at the Dodgers' game with my aunt,
Vera Eckles, from Artesia and my friend, Ramona Aragonez, from La
Puente.
We had no idea there was a riot going on, they didn't announce it
over the speaker. After the game was over we drove past the Union
Station, close to Parker Center, to get on the freeway.
We noticed that everything was very dark but saw nothing. It wasn't
until I got home and watched TV that I learned of the riot! It was
very eerie being so close but not being touched by the riot!
Gloria Gandara
West Covina

On April 29, 1992, I was the principal at Manual Arts-Jefferson
Community Adult School in South-Central Los Angeles. Around 6 p.m.
while waiting for my Community Advisory Council meeting to begin my
assistant principal nervously told me of a riot going on outside the
school.
I ran outside and saw fire and smoke to the south and west of Manual
Arts Adult School. Can you believe our wonderful adult students
coming to school with police cars, wailing sirens, screaming people,
gangs in cars throwing signs, showing colors and some fools firing
weapons in all directions?
I raced back to my office to call the Adult School superintendents
office for instructions. Nobody home. I called the director of adult
education at her home and asked for instructions. She chided me for
not watching the news on television. I informed her of her standing
order not to allow teachers and staff to watch television during
working hours.
I asked where is the emergency night staff? She said, "They all went
home at 3:30 p.m. Next I called the LAPD for help and they informed
me they couldn't respond. I finally figured out that as the
principal I was the front line leader in charge.
During this short time the rioters turned to looters and destroyed
the Korean Swap Meet across the street. I employed my emergency
evacuation drill using my excellent administrative team, counseling
staff, clerical staff, custodial staff and especially my special
police officers.
Directing the evacuation while caring for the safety of my students
and staff some of the looters tried to enter the school to stash
their loot in their school lockers. My special police officers
escorted them off campus. My administrators assisted the panicked
students and teachers out of the parking lot by blocking traffic
with their bodies.
Several responsible teachers and counselors gave students rides away
from the riots in their cars. After many hours we finally secured
the Manual Arts campus and began our own strategic retreat by
heading north on Vermont Avenue to escape the rioters and looters to
the south.
Noticing a woman waiting at the bus stop we stopped to offer
assistance. She said, "I am waiting for my husband to come and pick
me up." I talked her into allowing us to take her home to Huntington
Park.


-- continued --

Finally, arriving at my Glendora home around midnight exhausted but
safe I tried to relax and think about the night's events and what I
learned. Talk is cheap, You can't trust or depend on your
supervisors, always surround yourself with competent people,
continually prepare, hone and depend on your own skills. Nobody will
thank you for your efforts and always have faith in God.
John Vara
Glendora

I happened to be at Turner's in West Covina when the riots started.
There was a TV there turned on to the news. I went ahead and bought
ammunition. The next morning I went to work in downtown L.A. and it
was the only time I had ever seen downtown L.A. look like a ghost
town. The only people around were the police and other people who
had decided to go to work.
I work for the phone company and they sent us out to the field to
work.
They told us to be careful. We could see buildings burning about a
mile away. We were called back about two hours later and by the time
I got back to my office there were buildings burning two blocks
away. We were sent home and that afternoon my National Guard unit
was activated.
By Sunday night I was back in downtown L.A. patrolling the streets.
Raul Perez
Chino

Immediately after the verdict, my daughter and I joined city leaders
and civil rights activists at the First AME Church on Harvard and
Adams (in the Crenshaw District, the epicenter of the riots).
There was such an overflow crowd at the church that we were unable
to enter. Via speakers outside, we could hear the message for peace
and harmony coming from the pulpit even as the city's horizon
reddened with flames of civil unrest.
Ironically the city's leaders were safely huddled inside the church,
while predominantly African-American disenfranchised youths hurled
rocks at windows and cars with as much force as the words we
listened to.
My daughter's hand tightened in mine as we became eyewitnesses to a
new chapter in Los Angeles' history of strained race relations. We
sadly watched the unrest of the city's inequity take over its
streets.
Sen. Gloria Romero
El Sereno

Ed note: At the time of the riots, Romero was a member of the L.A.
Police Commission's Hispanic Advisory Council, and campaign
coordinator for "Latinos for Charter Amendment F" to provide greater
civilian oversight over the LAPD.

     © 1999-2002 MediaNews Group, Inc. and Los Angeles Newspaper Group, Inc.
     Monday, April 29, 2002

Yes, I still have vivid memories of these scenes in my mind.....It gave me the final push to purchase my first AR. Those Koreans showed me the light.....in a situation like that...only the [b]guns[/b] can stop the violence.