It’s interesting to see that the police actually responded rather than “setting up a perimeter outside the building” like they do for school shootings:
Five people are dead and many more injured after a lone shooter opened fire with a long gun inside Maryland’s Capital Gazette newsroom.
Police responded within 60 seconds to reports of an active shooter at the newsroom in the 800 block of Bestgate Road, Annapolis, at around 2.40pm. Acting police chief William Kamph confirmed that five people died and at least three others were gravely injured in the attack.
The suspect has been taken into custody but is refusing to identify himself to authorities. He is a white male believed to aged in his 20s. NBC reported that the shooter had a ponytail and was wearing a black t-shirt, olive pants at the time.
Police say the shooter is still being interrogated and they don’t have a motive for the shooting. CBS is reporting that the gunman purposely damaged his fingertips so investigators couldn’t fingerprint him.
I note that Q warned that there would be more attacks in the coming weeks. This thing stinks of chicanery.
UPDATE: And they’re blaming Milo? WTF is that all about?
Two days ago the President called the media the enemy. Two days ago Milo Yiannopoulos told people to start gunning down journalists. Today an active shooter fires inside the Capital Gazette leaving journalists and others dead. How can any of you support these people?
How many times do we need to go through this routine? If it’s not another left-wing whacko, it’s most likely a live-action version of the fake Pizzagate shooter. Milo likely has it right:
I wouldn’t be at all surprised if this shooter – just like the last one at YouTube – is another demented left-winger.
UPDATE: Q is on it. The newspaper shooting appears to have been a stage-managed affair.
Why are Freemasons on the scene of most shooting locations?
Openly giving interviews or in background shots?
Symbolism will be their downfall.
Which is to say, the only correct response is, of course, #wompwomp.