Judge, Jury and Executioner

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If you wanted to kill a coyote, but you were squeamish about doing it yourself, what would you do? Put it another way: if you wanted to have someone else kill a coyote, where would you drop it?

Why, in Cental Park, New York City, of course!

So a coyote winds up in Central Park last week, and leads New York's Finest (well, Sorta Good) Cops on a two day merry chase. They finally shoot the Dickens out of the coyote with a dart gun at close range from what looked like an elephant gun. 35 pound animal.

Soon these guys are gonna need bandoliers and back packs to carry their excess belt gadgets. Some of it is used to trim and filet doughnuts. Except for the guy who uses his glove as a privacy thing.



So they take him 60 miles away, to Putnam, and in case he isn't terrified enough, they decide to put an ear tag on him. So that they can keep all of the catch-and-release coyotes sorted out:

As they are punching or drilling or shooting a hole or two in his ear, the coyote stops breathing, and New York State biologists, who had him muzzled, legs tied, down on the ground, probably sitting on him to fasten this tag thing to him could not revive him.

Big surprise.

If they wanted him dead, they should have killed him in the park.

Right now, every Dunkin Donuts in the City is full of cops bragging about how they brought down this perp.

Next time any state like California or Florida agonizes over a death penalty execution, they should just release the guy in Central Park and alert the NYPD.