Eaton Centre shooter a loser (Toronto Star)

Music blared from Yonge-Dundas Square, the sound track for some sort of stationary-bicycle race for dignity; meanwhile, a movie crew idled around the corner, movies being the only shooting we want in this town.

And I was thinking this:

You two-bit thug. You thing. You it. You worse than the scum I scrape off my shoe. The man you targeted is dead. Whether it was drugs, or retaliation, or — sorry, there is no possible reason for a man to die like that.

Innocent people were wounded, and hundreds were scared witless; no reason. You made us observers and participants in your puny little war. No reason.

You lousy s.o.b.

None of us were wearing flak jackets, but all of us were thinking this: why do we have to be brave to come downtown; why should it take guts to sit on a hard chair at an easy-to-wipe table in a lousy little food court; why must we worry when all we want to do is to buy a pair of shoes, get a bite to eat and go home again; and, why, for the love of all that’s holy, should the smell of salt and fat now remind some people of a battlefield?

http://www.thestar.com/news/article/1205253--fiorito-eaton-centre-shooter-a-loser