Marvell Weaver and his pals thought it might be funny to play a variation of the street thug game, “point ‘em out, knock ‘em out.” Normally, he would single out a victim, approach, and then sucker punch them as hard as he could in an effort to knock the victim out. Weaver thought that this time, he’d use a taser instead to drop his victim, a man waiting a a school-bus stop with his child.
He chose… poorly.
The teen had two friends nearby – dropped off by a third friend in a van after they scouted their target. They knew what Marvell Weaver was going to do. They had discussed it.
He passed him and turned back, pressed the stun gun into the victim’s side. Again and again, and … nothing. It had fired earlier when testing it, he would later tell police.
“The button was like stuck down … or something. I don’t know what caused it not to work,” according to a transcript of Weaver’s statement.
‘Please don’t kill me’
The intended victim moved quickly, pulling his stainless steel .40-caliber Smith and Wesson. It had a full 10-bullet magazine, and was worth about $900 police estimated.
He shot Weaver in his buttocks as the teen turned to flee.
“It happened so fast I wasn’t sure. I just know something was shoved into my side. I wasn’t sure if it was a knife, if it was anything,” he told police.
Weaver ran, sat down across the street, his leg going numb, bleeding. Pleading.
“‘I’m sorry, please don’t kill me, I don’t know why I did that, I’m high you know, I just wanna go home,’” the teen told the man who had just shot him.
I’m going waaaaay out on a limb—and onto Weaver’s Twitter feed—to reach the conclusion that young Marvell is just another example of the same sort of half-literate nihilist that has been dominating news cycles lately for carrying out brutal and senseless crimes for fleeting amusement.
Now more than ever, concealed carry is starting to look like a necessity.