This is what the Queens cops had to deal with. They are checking out a dive, the Kahlua Bar/Strip Club, looking for prostitutes, drug dealers, and underage kids who've been drinking. Part of the Mayors "task force" that has been trying to put an end to the rapes and murders of young women. Thing is, these undercover cops stand out like a sore thumb. They know it, the patrons know it, a blind man would know it. They show up and anyone doing illegal business bails out pronto. There are 4 of them and one vehicle in particular has drawn their attention. One cop leans across the hood and shows his badge just in case there is someone in the entire city of New York who doesn't know he's law enforcement. The driver of the car frantically tries to back away from the officer, knocks down another cop, and crashes into the police van that is parked nearby. Un-parallel parking is not his forte, so he hits the van twice and all this while the police are shouting for him to stop and exit the vehicle.
Then it gets hairy, really hairy. One of the cops sees a weapon inside the car and shouts "Gun!" The driver of the Nissan Altima is still trying to drive through them, other cars, and perhaps even the bar itself if he can, but the sight of a gun makes this a different story. The cops now know the occupants are not only crazy, they are armed. Four police officers draw and begin to shoot at the 3000 pound lethal weapon. 50 shots are fired before it comes to a crashing halt, and what follows is sickening.
Unscrupulous, black hate mongers crawl out of the woodwork to turn the event into a Cops versus Blacks media circus that the liberal press can never get enough of. A timid Mayor joins in the condemnation of the cops, and the tragedy turns comic as all people of good will wonder how America became so politically correct that a law enforcement officer must fear the wrath of thugs to such an extant that he'd surrender his life before hurting the feelings of one criminal element or another.
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