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I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid,
I'll sing of the desperate deeds that he did,
Way out in New Mexico, long long ago
When a man's only chance was his
--The Rev. Andrew Jenkins
IWAS TALKING to my friend Lou in Albuquerque on the phone a while back when he suddenly interrupted the conversation.
"Did you hear that?" he asked.
"No," I replied.
"Someone just fired off a clip not far from my house."
We continued the conservation, and
When Lou returned to the phone, he said that the gunfire situation in Albuquerque gets to the point that you barely pay attention to it anymore--and that's bad. Welcome to open borders, Albuquerque-style, where New Years, July 4th, and Cinco de Mayo are greeted by a hail of gunfire, along with any other occasion, or no occasion.
Someone, says Lou, occasionally gets clocked by falling lead, and public-service announcements air on TV before major holidays to remind people that firing weapons into the air in a metropolitan area is dangerous and illegal, and what goes up must come down. (Who could have ever guessed?)
Not all the gunplay in Albuquerque
Not long ago, a police helicopter searching for suspects was shot down and fell into a backyard in Albuquerque. The guy who plunked the helicopter was not the miscreant the cops were looking for, at least not until he shot up the chopper. On a recent weekend, the APD lost three police cars in the line of duty.