Icelandic police may have just shot the first person in their recorded history. He was firing off rounds with his shotgun from inside his own home. The shooter wouldn't respond to calls for him to stop, so police tossed tear gas into his house. Then they went in. Then the shooter fired off rounds that hit two police officers. The police fired back and killed the suspect.
And then they apologized.
"Police regret this incident and would like to extend their condolences to the family of the man," Icelandic police chief Haraldur Johannessen told the BBC.
Look at how cute we all find this. A human being killed another person and felt remorse about it? Have these people not seen The Wire?
Iceland is Hipster America's Spirit Animal, a place to fawn over after a bad American moment or when a particularly obnoxious person becomes overnight famous. The whole place is filled with people who drink homemade sangria out of reused jam jars and have unlimited access to one another's vegetable patches to make kale stew or something.
This is how we have decided to picture it in our heads, anyway, because we need to have this option. Let us have somewhere idyllic, please, off in the distance, maybe someplace in the middle of the ocean, where the people have weird music festivals and the sun's out all night during the summer solstice and the police chief apologizes after he shoots your son in the head.
Let us have this, at least, because we're not fixing the gun stuff and we're definitely not fixing the police.