This was a murder, not a justified shooting. And yet Costco claims not to have any recordings of the shameful behavior of its employees, in the phony 911 call, or the supposedly bizarre actions of the murdered Erik Scott, in the store. What an interesting case this will be, in the discovery phase, of the lawsuit. How many seconds did it take to shoot Scott down after he exited the store? How many times was he shot in the back after he went down? How many of the three gunslingers are still cops? Or unindicted on other crimes? Blame the victim, isn't that the Metro way?

Last time I came to Vegas[from Idaho] I didn't want to go to see the new casinos. Nope, I wanted to see the Pawnshop for myself. It was way too busy and crowded to really enjoy; but nonetheless I bragged about seeing it when I returned home. Now when I watch the show, I can picture being in the shop. Its far more interesting than the souless new casinos out on the strip. Who designed those monstrosities, anyways? I grew up in Vegas in the 60's,the new casinos have no class, the Pawn Shop feels like a Vegas-style place.

Many years ago, growing up in Vegas, riding fast bikes, I was kept much more honest and legal because of the superb motorcycle officers;who do a necessary and dangerous job with style and class. I hope this officer's recovery is swift and complete. Get well soon, officer.

I grew up in Vegas, leaving 35 years ago. When I visit Vegas, I usually stay at the Fitzgeralds, it is a good deal. RIP, Don Barden.

It is humiliating to be continuously embarassed for your actions after getting out of jail for a DUI; my solution for vince Neil to avoid such incidents would be to have a designated driver when hes hitting the clubs. Its not that hard to arrange. Grow up, Vince Neil, or stay sober.

To: tom_duh, you are only a 1/2troll, since you are a halfwit.

I grew up in Vegas in the sixtys and rode bikes until 75, when I got off them because of my feeling that it was just a matter of time before I got run over. I left Vegas in 77 and have visited ever since and it seems much more dangerous now than when I rode. Maybe its my age[57] but the idea of playing bumpertag with an SUV does not make me want to ride, at least in metro areas like Vegas.My prayers are with this man and his family.

Hello there, Erwin Winkler, if you too grew up in Vegas in the late 60's and 70's, I started on a Honda 90 while attending Western. I soon went up to a RD250, in 1971, after graduating, then went up to a CF750, which I took off and toured the US and Canada with[1972]. As soon as I got and used my Yamaha 250,I noticed that a great many drivers routinely cut me off. What my buddies suggested as a defensive measure was that I wear lineman's boots,you know, steel-toed, so as to be able to kick the doors on cars cutting me off' or running me off the road. Strangely, it seemed to work. On at lest half a dozen occasions out on I-15 I would start kicking a door to keep from being launched into the desert or run into the median strip and Voila! the drivers seem to come out of a reverie and realize I was there. I only had one roadside battle because of it, out on Tonopah Hiway[its still Rancho now]. I ran through several bikes Honda 750, Moto-Guzzi750, and even a Kawasaki 500 the year I got married. I came to a conclusion that motorcycle riding in the Vegas Valley was just too dangerous for a married man. It was all the way back in 1975, I visited last year and it looks more crazy than ever

I would just bet that the next time 'Blue' makes a video that will be a sequel to his 'Sex Games",that he will not have a beautiful woman like his victim holding him tightly from the rear, facing the camera. Oh, he will have someone holding him tightly from the rear, but his 'Sex Games' video#2 partner will most likely be twice his size and won't have to worry about this woman-beater hurting him. after all, Blue like as not will be the biyotch in the relationship.

I grew up in Vegas in the 50's and 60's and used to bicycle downtown to the library or to catch a movie at the El Portel; as a teen I cruised Fremont St. in my car or on my 750 Honda. It had its own air and style then; I brought my family for a visit ten years ago and even stayed at the Fitzgerald; but about two minutes into the 'show' on the canopy, my daughter asked me if the whole thing was a bad joke. If you want a renaisance, take that idiotic screen down and reopen Fremont to traffic. What a sleezy place!