We recall the drill. The shoothouse instructor briefed you on the radio call.
"Shots fired, homicide in progress in a home, multiple victims down, suspect is a male white - 40 - wearing a red hoodie, white pants and sunglasses. Armed with a handgun"
Then he said, "Hurry - back up is thirty minutes out", as he tapped you on the back.
Then as you go into the kill house (oh wait...never mind, they renamed it a few years earlier to "shoot house"...cant be training killers dontchaknow)...then as you move into the killhouse you are met with a myriad of no-shoot targets depicting children and women with terrified looks positioned as if fleeing the evil man whom you were told was in the process of killing everyone.
Then as you clear a corner you see the red hoodie, and the man fitting the description in the purposely dimmed (but not too dim) light, holding his hand outstretched as if holding a firearm and you the face and you smoke him like a bad cigar.
"Cease fire" the former Internal Affairs Sgt., now a firearms trainer declares it a bad shoot because the man did not have a gun in his hand, but rather "just a beer can".
You hang your head in frustration...dejected at having failed and now questioning your worth as a police officer and wondering what you would do tonight when you go "in service".
And what is worse is that there are tons of CCW instructors, liability-centric instructors, and retired-on-duty police trainers that would agree, thus creating generations of "non-shooters" afraid more of making a mistake than in being killed. More reticent in being fault-free than in losing their lives. And as a result, perhaps being fear-aggressive when "restraint" is not available to them and having waited far to long have to go overboard just to catch up.
In the shoothouse event, shooting the suspect is justified.
In a brief paragraph, tell me why.
We can get to the part between "I am glad you are here", and "I have a headache" and just get to the meat of why it was alright for you to shoot and kill this man. And if you are not a cop and you were absent from school when they gave out imaginations, just pretend you heard all of this firsthand and got the description from a frightened victim as she exited the shoothouse.