‘Threatening’ Police With Meat Cleaver In Paris, Sudanese Man Is Tasered And Killed

A guy who was reportedly menacing French police in Paris with a meat cleaver was shot and killed by them after they first shocked him with a Taser stun gun.

At a tram stop in the capital on Saturday, the man—who has not been named—was reportedly seen waving the weapon and holding a notepad with writing in Arabic.

The man refused to give up the cleaver and approached the police when they got on the scene at approximately three in the morning, according to the prosecution.

According to first reports, four police officers fired their pistols a total of about 20 times, they said, adding that none of the police on the scene were injured.

Prosecutors stated that two investigations had been started into the man’s actions and the police response. The suspect was born in Sudan in 1984 and has no prior criminal history.

When police got on the scene, the suspect had the weapon and was dressed in an Arab-style robe.

The prosecutors allege that he walked over to the officers and refused to put down the cleaver.

According to the prosecution, the four police officers who opened fire were sent to the hospital in a “shocked” state.

Journalist Laurent Obertone reported this morning on X that the incidents happened at the Butte Duhat Rouge station on Saturday at approximately three in the morning.

After being told to halt, the man reportedly ‘brandished a Koranic book’ and threatened the authorities.

CCTV showed a small number of people standing at the station this morning, and a later shot appeared to show investigators marking off the crime scene.

Nowhere is safe from these supposed peace-loving, religious people, but well done to the French police. The British police should be following them in dispatching these nuts, but if the British police did that, there would be protest marches, claims of police brutality, and calls for officers to be sacked, charged, and imprisoned.

It’s simple, the French police don’t muck about; they get the job done. In Great Britain, there would have been utter carnage before the police politely asked them to come with them for counselling and then tuck them up in a comfy hotel.

Why do they all travel to our nation when they detest us so much? Isn’t it time our inept politicians took charge of this situation and removed them all?

We’re lucky they don’t arrive all at once; otherwise, we’d be in danger, but eventually that will happen. You wouldn’t believe how much the NHS spends on interpreters if you went into any maternity ward, given their birth rate.

At least this man won’t ever threaten anyone with a meat cleaver again. One down, millions more to go.

That’s the way to do it—at least they didn’t have to take any prisoners.

What these illegal immigrants seem to forget is that they’re guests in our country, biting the hand that feeds them.

The French police seem to have got it right, and they make the British police look pretty ineffectual and useless.

At least this guy won’t re-offend, but there are plenty of others out there that will.

Published by Angela Lloyd

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