Sean rings a bell

The other day a friend from New York called and asked if a decision had been reached in the Sean Bell case. My response was simply, "who's Sean Bell." My friend hung up without saying goodbye.

Now I realize New York people can be rude and short, and everybody knows that if Alex Rodriguez can be booed at Yankee Stadium then anyone can be booed...anywhere.

Knowing how self centered my friend can be.....It didn't even faze me that there was no goodbye....I'm good for airport pickups not sweet goodbyes.

But something struck a chord about the name Sean Bell and I went on line the next morning and learned about the "incident."

Last week the Grand Jury announced that 3 NYPD officers would be charged with manslaughter.

One of the "officers" discharged 31 rounds during the "incident." 31 ROUNDS....now that's an impressive gun.....I didn't know that NYPD officers were allowed to carry Gatling Guns.

He pleaded NON-GUILTY to the manslaughter charges.

I choose not to mention the names of the officers because their names aren't important....the only important thing involved in this story is THE ACTION.

Sean Bell and his two friends, Trent Benefield and Joseph Guzman were leaving Sean's bachelor party at 4 a.m on November 25th of 2006. They were not armed and had no weapons of any kind except for their car. Only Sean died.

The old adage that nothing good happens after midnight truly applies here. I can only imagine the scene as three drunk guys leave a strip club at 4 a.m. It appears that the officers were undercover and that adds another entire element to the story.

Maybe Sean was competing for one of the cop's favorite dancers....throwing money at her while she was doing a lap dance for 31 GUN Harry.

If you have ever been to a strip club and if you have ever behaved in a asinine manner and if you have ever given more money than you should to a certain dancer and if you have ever tried to lure a dancer away from another customer and if you have ever had shots of Tequila while in the process of trying to be a big shot and if you have ever had ten Long Island ice teas while trying to convince a dancer to have your children and if......whoa....hold it right there......too much information and too much speculation and too much is just too much.

The real story started inside the club......whatever Sean Bell did or said to 31 Gun Harry is the key to at least being able to slightly understand what made him become 31 Gun Harry. Now if 31 Gun Harry was not inside the club and simply showed up at the last minute to join in the "incident" then one has to assume that 31 Gun Harry had just arrived back in the United States from two years of patrolling the quaint little streets of Baghdad.

Something set 31 Gun Harry into hyperspace. Something that hasn't been brought because it took place between two people.....and a dancer. She might be the key to trying to understand why a police officer would think that 31 shots was necessary to stop an unarmed man....but unless the Grand Jury has a lot of one dollar bills, they will never find out about that part of the story. The girl probably moved to another city the next day to work for another branch of the Cheetah organization...or whatever organization owed the club. Really good dancers move around depending on numerous circumstances that one might encounter doing this type of work. There can be quite a few reasons why a stripper has to move from one location to another and three customers being shot 51 times might be a pretty good reason.

I'm sure the Grand Jury has tried to contact Brandy or Amber or Krystal or Betty( there must be a stripper named Betty) but since they change their names when they change locations it's a real problem to track them down. Even if you have their license plate numbers and type of car and know their birth dates and....whoa....I swear it never went that far....but I know one thing for sure..........

There's always a girl involved when some man goes freakin nuts....unless the man has certain structural variances within his DNA......but that really is another type of story.

I'm not about to say that there is any justification for 31 Gun Harry's behavior......I'm just saying there is a part of this story that will never be told....except in the STAR JOURNAL sometime in the distant future.

31 Shots!....when the rules are.....fire 3 and pause......31 shots! Seriously, doesn't someone think that 31 Gun Harry might have lost his freakin mind. I would love to see his SAT scores and find out how he did in Little League and see if he actually ever read a book in his life.

31 Gun Harry is a psycho and how he passed the written exam to become a police officer has to be addressed. Someone, somewhere in the department knew this guy was a walking time bomb......someone, somewhere was not surprised by 31 Gun Harry's actions.

But that someone will never be found unless they are shacking up with an elusive hot sizzling dancer named Brandy or Amber or Krystal or of course the very hot and dangerous....Betty.

There's a story here that will never be told. But 31 Gun Harry will be going to prison where he will learn the true meaning of life.....from 31 GUM HENRY.....and his little buddies.

Michael Timothy McAlevey