My Hero.

I love the math on this story. Four assholes enter the business of 72 year old Charles Augusto, Jr. with nefarious intent (i.e. armed robbery). Three blasts from Mr. Augusto's 12 gauge shotgun equals two assholes dead and two assholes wounded. A storybook ending by my reckoning. If this would have been, say Texas, Mr. Augusto would have received a ticker tape parade and a key to the city for his fine work in vermin extermination and the possible re-education of the surviving mopes to perhaps find another line of work. But this being New York City the prosecutor is mulling over citing Mr. Augusto for his lack of a permit for the shotgun. Unbelievable.