Seriously, how am I supposed to marvel at the mental image involved if I don’t even know what the mental image is? Was it a great sword (over the shoulder), broadsword (belted), bastard sword (either)? Was it really just a machete (scabbard probably carried loose)? Single-edged, double-edged, reproduction, grandfather’s cherished WWII trophy, hammered out from a car’s leaf spring?
Tsk, tsk.
Via Ace of Spades Headlines.
I heard about this at, of all things, the local library.
A Johns Hopkins University medical student armed with a samurai sword killed a man who allegedly broke into his garage early Tuesday, Baltimore police said.
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…the student said that he heard a commotion in the house and went downstairs with the samurai sword. The student said he told the man to leave, but the suspected burglar lunged at him instead. That’s when, according to [Batlimore police spokesman Anthony] Guglielmi, the student defended himself, cutting off the man’s hand and causing a severe laceration to the man’s upper body.
The librarian seemed mostly confused about the fact that somebody had a sword lying around in the first place; this was bemusing to me, seeing as most of my friends have a wide range of melee weapons (medieval re-enactor, remember?). At any rate, important safety tip: when you’re robbing a place and are confronted with a guy carrying two feet of razor-sharp, high-carbon steel… don’t be this guy.
Moe Lane
