Fla. man planned to radicalize, dress like the Joker and murder boss, cops say


A Florida man who allegedly confessed to pledging “allegiance to Allah” and plotting a mass shooting while dressed like a comic-book villain will only need to post $5,000 bond and stay on house arrest as he awaits trial.

Enrique Dominguez, 20, was arrested Friday and charged with aggravated assault, the Miami Herald reported.

Earlier this month, Dominguez allegedly told a co-worker at bicycle part distributor J&B Importers that he’d purchased a shotgun to murder his boss. He then showed the co-worker ISIS execution videos, according to an arrest report reviewed by the Herald.

Dominguez “expressed an intent to become radicalized” and said he would “dress up as the Joker from the Batman movie and bring the gun to work during my break,” the report said. Dominguez has a Joker tattoo on his shoulder, the arrest report stated, and has posted photos dressed as a clown on social media sites. One allegedly shows him posing with 15 knives. The caption for that photo reads “My lil arsenal.”

Investigators said they found a bag with a clown mask, duct tape, plastic wrap, gloves and two large knives when they searched Dominguez’s home. He allegedly confessed to planning a killing spree following a “day of allegiance.”

Dominguez’s attorney, Saam Zangeneh, said in court on Saturday that the charges had been overstated.

“This may have been some Internet lashing out when you get frustrated with someone and you post things on the Internet,” he said.

The allegations against Dominguez are reminiscent of the deadly 2012 theatre massacre in Aurora, Colorado. During that attack, James Holmes dyed his hair orange before opening fire on a crowd watching a Batman film, killing 12 and wounding 70. He reportedly later told police he was “the Joker.” Holmes was sentenced to 12 consecutive life sentences in August.

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The Media: No Bias Here


Where is the media? With all the misinformation coming out of the White House in the last two years, the media has been eerily quiet in it’s search for facts. The recent bombings and the murders of four Americans in the middle east are a prime example of where the media stands when it comes to reporting the news. Susan Rice, the U.S. representative to the UN , went on the week-end news shows with the administrations talking points and no host bothered to challenge her assertion that the attack was anything but a protest over a video that got out of hand. If the media had done its homework instead of carrying the water for Obama, somebody might have gotten to the real reason for the assault. The response from the Obama administration in the days following the attacks was met with silence from the main stream media. There was no questioning of the constantly changing story. The media would be having a field day if the administration was Republican.

Not a pen was put to paper when the admin. leaked the names of the SEALS who took part in the Bin Laden raid. No reporter was alarmed enough to report it when Hollywood film makers were given access to a top-secret CIA facility. None of this is important enough to report on in the main stream media. Are the media writing anything about the taxes that are going to go up under the Affordable Healthcare Act? Are they saying anything about the health care that will be rationed to seniors under the guise of a fine for hospitals that re-admit patients too soon after discharge?

Many members of the media have relinquished the role of  journalist to become full-time cheerleaders for Obama, all the while pretending to be reporting the news “without bias.” MSNBC has lost what little credibility(and I mean LITTLE) it had left as a news organization by editing news clips and piecing them together to make Mitt Romney appear to say things that he never said. Other networks are not any better. They distort polls by over polling democrats by as much as 30%.

They have withheld vital information from the public for the sole purpose of making the Obama admin. look tough on terror. They are complicated in the degradation of the security of this country by not honestly reporting and investigating on the lies, distortions, leaks of security secrets and many other issues that involve this White House. Take my word for it, if Romney is elected president, all that will change. There’ll be witch hunts every day, and if they can’t find anything on the Romney admin., the media will just make things up and the democrats in congress will do the media’s bidding. Remember “Just because it never happened, doesn’t mean we shouldn’t  investigate because it’s a serious charge!?”

If Romney said that under his admin., “the cost of energy would necessarily skyrocket,” as Obama did, the media would repeat the quote every five minutes for a month. Not a peep when the president said it. These are just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the media coverage of the Obama White House. Their lack of journalistic integrity is having a profound effect on the trust that people once had in the print and visual media. Sure, the main stream media still have some avid viewers. It’s just that those viewers are generally the least informed when it comes to real issues. Don’t believe me? Ask one “Who is the Vice-President?” You’ll probably get a blank stare.

How My Wife Saved My Life


My wife Debbie and granddaughter Jade

Badger-She thinks she’s a pitbull!

On Oct.14,2010, I had my second heart attack. My artery was 99% clogged. After being rushed to the hospital, I was taken into surgery where the doctor put another stint in my artery. After being released, I recuperated for two weeks before returning to work. After going back to work, I just didn’t feel right. I kept getting sicker and sicker. I would vomit and get severe pain in my abdominal area. I went to the doctor, who ordered an MRI, and that’s when they found the tumor on my pancreas. That was definitely not what I wanted to hear, and my wife,(who is a nurse), turned pale.

I was referred to an Oncologist to determine what could be done and how to deal with the tumor. This Oncologist referred me to another who referred me to another. The fourth doctor told me that he was referring me to a specialist at Emory in Atlanta,Ga. and that he would do surgery on me to remove the pesky tumor. Well, we borrowed the money to go down to Atlanta so I could get the surgery. We went to Emory and proceeded to fill out the registration forms. Before we could finish with the paperwork, we were called back to a room and met with the surgeon and his assistants, at which time I gave him my medical records. My wife was continuing to fill out my registration paperwork. The surgeon told us that he was going to take a look at my records and would be back to us shortly. After being gone for what seemed like an eternity, he returned and calmly told us that there was nothing he could do because of the condition of my heart,said he was sorry and left. My wife never stopped writing. I told her not to bother, but she replied “I’ve got to get this filled out.” I told her that they couldn’t do anything for me and that we needed to go. She laid the forms on the bed and we left.

On the way back to our room, we never spoke. We just drove. When we got back to the motel, we were walking to our room and my wife started crying. There was a bench nearby so we sat down where she kept crying. My heart was breaking for her. I can honestly say that I was pretty scared myself. It’s not every day you get told that you’re dying. After a time, we went to our room to get ready for our trip back home the next day. At some point, something clicked in my wife’s head and she got mad! She informed me that “I’ll be damned if I’m going to lose you. When we get back home, I’ll find a surgeon! I’m a nurse and I WILL find one to do the surgery!”  I wasn’t about to argue.

When we returned home, my wife got right to work looking. In the meantime, my health kept deteriorating and I stopped being able to eat. Everything I tried to eat came right back up. I started turning gray and losing weight. It got to the point that couldn’t get out of bed without help. I lost 50 pounds. My wife never wavered. She would get me up to use the restroom and put me in the tub to give me my baths. Her Love and devotion is still humbling to this day. She never stopped looking for a surgeon and never stopped praying.

Well, in April 2011, she found an Oncologist, Dr. Charles Portera, Jr., who agreed to look at my case. By this time, I hadn’t eaten in about a month. He came into my hospital room with another doctor and told me that my nutritional level was a 2. That’s not good. He informed me that I needed a feeding tube inserted to bring my level up. My wife and I had talked about this before and had agreed that I wouldn’t have this done. She now informed me that, yes, I would have a tube in. The next day, They inserted the feeding tube.

For the next three months, my wife kept my feeding tube running, filling it at all hours of the day and night,while at the same time trying to work. The financial burden was enormous. We lost everything. She never wavered. She just kept praying.

Finally, in August 2011, Dr. Portera told me that it was time to have surgery. So, on Aug.10, 2011 We went to the hospital at 4:00 am and got signed in. I was my normal self, in a whole lot of pain, and my wife was as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. We were previously told that there were no guarantees that the surgery would work or that I would even survive it. I was taken to the surgery prep area where they gave me some REALLY good pain medicine and I don’t remember anything about going into surgery. All I do know is that before that, I was always in so much pain that it didn’t matter anymore what happened to me. I just wanted the pain to stop. When I was being taken to the surgery room, my wife was able to see me before they took me back. She says that that’s the first time she had seen me without being in severe pain in months. Later, I was told that when they wheeled me away, she broke down and sobbed. Dr. Portera sat down with her and told that he would do everything he could for me. When he opened me up, he found the tumor had attached itself to my artery going to my heart. They had to take out half of my stomach, half my pancreas, half my liver, a section of my small intestine and my gall bladder. He later told my wife it was the biggest mess he’d had ever seen.(I never do anything halfway!)

At 10:00 that night, she was able to come in and see me for the first time since surgery. I don’t remember, since I was still under asleep from surgery. She stayed with me the whole time. The first week or so in recovery, I don’t recall, but  I was told that my wife would come in, stay the night with me and get up and go to work the next day. I guess the highlight of my 3 weeks in post-op was when I threw up on a nurse. It wound up being humiliating because they had to strip me and wash me. But my wife said that after all I had been through, that was nothing, because they had already seen me in all my glory. That helped!

When I finally got to go home, I still had tubes coming out of my abdominal area. It would be weeks before I could have them removed. My wife never left my side. After being home for a week, and still in bed, my wife brought a puppy home. She told me that it could keep me company while she was at work and the grandkids were at school. It was a min pin mix. That dog, her name is Badger, stayed in that bed with me the whole time I was recuperating. Now, she won’t leave my side. I finally got the tubes removed and continued to recover.

I have since had to go on disability and we lost everything we owned. I have vowed that somehow, I will make it up to my wife for all that she went through and all that we lost. I am now trying to learn to program on the computer. Though it’s hard to do, especially when I don’t have someone to teach me, I am going to learn to do it so I can make it up to my wife. I will give her a house again, and I will get off disability because I was raised that a man’s job was to provide for his family, and I’m not doing a very good job of it right now.

Don’t you wish you had a wife like mine?