Breaking a SWEAT - and Daily Beast LIES

Well, well, David Sweat has been captured.

Almost exactly 48 hours since his pal Richard Matt was shot and killed, cops pumped two bullets into the weasel, and hauled him to a hospital.

What fun. If he lives, he'll be able to tell the world if he fucked "Tillie" Mitchell or not, and the fun and games he and his dead pal Matt had while on the run.

He might also sue a lot of rinky-dink "news websites" and newspapers for libel.

I mean, garbage dumps like The Daily Beast.

Read this lie:

A cop was shot FIFTEEN TIMES?

No, he wasn't. He was shot three times.

And only once by David Sweat.

All through this 3 week farce, newspapers were describing this guy as a "stone cold killer," and a man who shot a cop ten, twelve, FIFTEEN times.

The truth? David Sweat was a punk. A stupid fucking punk with a fascination for guns and a snotty delight in stealing both guns and cars.

He was a trouble-making piece of shit when he was first arrested at 17. He was sentenced to 2-4 years, so naturally was out within 19 months.

He then joined a few pals on a career of stealing cars and adding to his collection of weapons. In fact, the trio had just finished some robberies when they were dividing the loot in a secluded playground.

Unfortunately, it wasn't so secluded that it didn't attract the attention of a deputy sheriff. The sheriff was a very courageous and dedicated guy who managed to battle the debilitating problem of Crohn's Disease via painkillers and even some marijuana from time to time.

He could've just gone home and taken a shit or two, or a joint or two, but he was suspicious about a car in a deserted playground. He approached, and yes, the nervous Sweat fired a shot.

It smacked into the officer's already tender stomach, and knocked him down.

Eventually the question was, what to do about this officer writhing around on the ground. One of Sweat's accomplices had the answer, firing two shots, point blank, to the man's face. The officer held up his hands, and one shot pierced his hand and entered his head. The other entered his head, too.

Now, this was a brutal, stupid and vicious act from two punks who were maybe 22 years old. (The third kid didn't fire a shot). But it wasn't all David Sweat, and it wasn't FIFTEEN SHOTS.

How the fuck is anyone supposed to believe the media anymore? "Writers" aren't professional and don't have the time and often aren't paid enough to get it right. At the Daily Beast and TheDecider and the rest of the silly-named farce sites, the important thing is click-throughs and instant hits, and making up the most garish headlines to get the most traffic.

FUCK the TRUTH.

The average person could care less, too. "Oh, he didn't fire 15 shots into a deputy? Only one? Oh, well he's still a bastard." Yeah, but how far do you stretch the truth, how shoddy do you like your reporting, and where's the line between fact and fiction?

We'll probably never get to the truth on some of what happened over the past month. Is David Sweat going to embellish his "exciting" time on the run? Is he going to give lurid details about the sex life of "Tillie" Mitchell or try and deny it all so that she won't go to jail forever? Maybe he'll even feel sorry for her stupid husband, or deny it all so that her husband won't hire a prisoner to put a hit on him?

"Just gimme some truth," the man sang. But there are so many reasons for telling a lot of fucking lies. And I bet that'll include fucking or not fucking "Tillie" Mitchell.