Adaisha Miller Was On Her Knees When She Was Killed

The Detroit PD’s official version of events surrounding the shooting of Adaisha Miller continues to unravel – or become clearer – depending how you look at it. From the beginning, the story fed to the media stank worse than the dumpsters at the Fulton Fish Market during a summer garbage strike. Detroit Police Chief Ralph Godbee, Jr. showed almost Clintonian chutzpah yesterday standing before the press and continuing to push the tragic, hug-from-behind, the gun just “went off” scenario. We wouldn’t have been surprised to hear him stridently affirm that Officer Parrish didn’t have sexual relations with that woman, Ms. Miller. Finger wag and all. But even notoriously firearm-ignorant mainstream media types knew enough to wonder how a backside embrace can result in a downward shot to the thorax. The answer: she was in front of him, on her knees . . .

Which is what plenty of those who commented here after our initial IGOTD post speculated. This, from bostonherald.com:

Miller was dancing behind Officer Isaac Parrish at his home in Archdale and was on her knees and tugging at Parrish’s waist when his holstered gun fired, striking her in the chest, a police official familiar with the investigation said Tuesday.

What could she have been doing on her knees at the fatal fish fry?

The official said the angle of the gunshot is possible because Miller was not standing and described it as some type of “exotic dance.”

You usually have to put down at least a Benjamin for that kind of exotic entertainment. Or so we hear.

As Richard Nixon (or Eric Holder, for that matter) will tell you, it’s not the crime so much as it’s the cover-up that gets your areolas firmly clamped in the old wringer. Chief Godbee’s blown any credibility he may have once had by attempting to cover up an awkward fatality with such a transparently bullshit laden story. Can you keep your job as a big city top cop after something like this? Maybe only in Detroit.

Best guess: it really was an accident. Officer Parrish was at a party being serviced by a woman who was inconveniently not his wife when the “exotic” Ms. Miller became a little too demonstrative and yanked on his gun in its POS soft holster. He may have been drunk, too, not that we’ll ever know for sure since his brothers in blue didn’t administer a breathalyzer test. Cause that could have been awkward, what with the dead body there on the floor and e’rything. Say what you want about the Motor City, but their thin blue line sure sticks together.