Ferguson Fiasco

               The instinct of self-preservation---I believe---is innate in every living thing.
        It is either a flight or fight path to life in the face of deadly danger.
             
                A wild boar will face the hunter if cornered in the woods. While a friendly dog
         will bare its fangs to an unfriendly stranger. Ready to give its all to defend itself.

                Officer Darren Wilson appears cornered inside his police vehicle and had to fire
          his service firearm when this thug Michael Brown reportedly tried to grab his gun.
          Brown was hit in the hand but apparently a moment of struggle ensued since blood
          had time to spill on the gun's hammer and inside the vehicle. Brown felt the pain and
          fled only to make an about-face and moved towards his prey.

                 By training, Officer Wilson must get his man and got out from the vehicle.
           Following police procedure he ordered Brown to freeze. Brown kept coming with
           a menacing (demon) look despite shots from the Officer. His massive body taking the
           bullets like tiny painless pellets. Until one fatally  found his head.  He dropped dead
           forward ---in momentum---in front of the Officer.
 
                   Assuming, his hands were up in the air as he rushed towards the peace officer
            it was more a cover of his ill intention. Did he not say his arms are his weapons?

                    Officer Wilson was aware he was no match to this thug---who respects not his
             uniform. And, he knows his service firearm was issued him for his own protection.                
                    He has to live and he used it (accordingly).
               
                     Society needs his services.