Sad news from Turku

Yesterday, what currently looks like a lone murderous shitbag went on a knife spree and stabbed a bunch of people in the city of Turku. At least two people were killed although information is still coming in.

Nobody I knew was harmed and they’re not treating it as a terrorist attack, although it does look like the stab-happy piece of crap was a Muslim.

But then, so was this guy (sorry, it’s in Finnish but worth a read).

Hasan Alazawii, a friend of a friend of mine (Finland is a small country), was in the market buying flowers in preparation for the opening of a new business when he saw the attack, and put himself between the lunatic and the woman he was stabbing. He could not, a relative said, stand and watch while a woman was being stabbed.

Hasan was stabbed multiple times and is now in hospital. He’s making a full recovery and may even be out today.

I can’t overstate my disgust at the subhuman who perpetrated this, or my admiration for the many, many people who stepped up to end it. That includes the police who responded within three minutes and shot to incapacitate rather than kill, robbing this piece of shit of martyrdom. I also read something about some teens going after the attacker with a hockey goal net, but that may have been a wild rumour.

And amazing humans like Hasan, who just said “no.”

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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