Posted on 11/16/2007 9:18:53 PM PST by Westlander
DETROIT (AP) - A price war between competing Detroit gas stations spurred a fight. And police say it led to one station operator shooting the other to death.
Jawad Bazzi was killed this morning after crossing the street from his BP station and confronting the 51-year-old operator of a Marathon station.
Police say the 46-year-old Bazzi apparently was angry that his competitor was dropping the price of regular, unleaded gas from $2.96 a gallon to $2.93.
The two men began to argue and the Marathon station operator pulled a gun moments later. Police say he fired several shots, hitting Bazzi at least once in the head.
In a wild post-script, it appears the BP station took advantage of the shooting. While police were still swarming the Marathon station, the BP jacked up its prices. WXYZ's Bill Proctor reports that as soon as the owner's body was taken away, workers at BP changed the price-per-gallon of unleaded from $2.96 to $3.09.
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Gotta admire the dedication -- literally taking one for the team.
So why didn’t he lower his station’s price even lower...? Idiot.
I had a friend back in the late 70s, early 80s who owned a gas station in a small town on the freeway, in the “middle of nowhere”.
Any time he lowered his prices, even one cent below what the rest of the station owners in the area decided that they wanted to charge, his station, his car, even his home would be vandalized by some ‘mysterious force’. Quite a coincidence, no??
Has Hillery blamed Big Oil for the murder yet?
How do you like that?
Capitalism is alive and well, even in Detroit!
Thism is exactly why we need gov’t price controls on gasoline.
I guess the shooter’s name is top secret. Can’t find it anywhere.
I’ll say it first: Never take a baseball bat to a gun fight.
I’m with the Marathon owner, if someone brings a baseball bat onto my property to discuss my business practices, he deserves whatever he gets.
Any bets that the shooter is a Islamic character? To leave his name out...is BAD journalism and most editors wouldn’t allow that to occur. Its out for a reason.
I don't know about MI, but when I lived in VA, BP stations were consistently the most expensive around.
What a scam.. All these big supermarkets send out their lackies at 5:00 a.m. to go around to see if everyone else in the area has lowered their prices. The real jackasses will raise them about 5 cents more, just enough where it's barely worth it to go to the cheaper station. I kid you not.
The are just charging whatever they can get away with.
alas...
Gas Price Feud Ends In Death
ClickonDetroit | November 16, 2007
Posted on 11/16/2007 2:19:08 PM EST by ShadowDancer
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1926828/posts
I need someone to post the truth of the incident in Detroit regarding the “gas price feud”. I have a very personal tie to this station, to the employees, and the owner, and people are getting it wrong.
Jawad Bazzi was the most decent immigrant in Detroit. He was generous with his employees, his friends, his family, and even strangers. He worked, and worked; religion, class, race, never meant anything to him; from when he started out as a teenage Muslim immigrant from Lebanon to the successful man he was until yesterday. He earned everything he had. The only white woman I ever saw working in a gas station or a party store (liquor store for out-of-staters), in the metro area, was at his BP station. He did not pick fights with anyone; but in the last month someone was giving the above-mentioned employee a hard time night after night, and he, with his brother Aarf (Art) dealt with him appropriately. He was a savvy businessman; he knew where he was. The gas station business IS cutthroat, and for that matter DETROIT is cutthroat, and worse. That did not stop him from being a loyal, kind, and endearing man. Everyone who knew Joe loved Joe.
This is taking forever; I’ve never lost someone to violence and I can’t believe he really is not alive.
Jawad did not start the fight. He was in his office when it started. This “war” hasn’t been going on for more than two years. Jawad could play this game with the best; let alone some petty thug. He had several other thriving stations. On my last occasion speaking with him, I told him how much better the station he had just bought looked. I had been driving by it for years (before these ties came and after), and I was happy to see another piece of Detroit brought out of blight. I do not wish to place blame, but it was his brother who started the shouting at the Marathon station. Jawad had called him (Aarf being a station owner himself) about the price changes, then went to buy fruit from the Produce Market (the big terminal in Detroit is a few blocks away from the station). When he came back, he instructed the stock clerk to take it into the store from his truck, and went into his office. It was a customer who informed the cashier on duty at the time that someone was lying on the ground and had been hit in the back of the head by a baseball bat. Jawad had come out of his office, and it was then that the cashier and he saw the stock clerk running toward the Marathon. The stock clerk was also struck with the baseball bat in the head. Jawad saw his baby brother lying on the ground along with his employee. That is when Joe ran outside.
There is a gun in that station. A six chamber revolver. Jawad did not have it in his hands. He did not carry a different gun about his person. He went to his bleeding, torn brother. I can’t speak to the owner of the Marathon’s mind, but he saw Joe coming and went for his gun. He had to know, HAD to know, why Joe was coming. Nothing in his hands, looking at the brother he had been a father to (their own father had died when Art was six months old). Art, and his oldest son, are at the BP nearly every day. The Marathon owner, whose name I know is Hassan, knew this well. THAT I can speak to. He shot Jawad Bazzi in cold blood. He shot him seven times. Hassan took advantage of an opportunity to eliminate a business rival because Mr. Marathon is inferior. One of the bullets nearly hit the stock clerk, who was unconscious. All the violence was on the part of the Marathon employees and owner. Jawad was dead before the ambulance came. The American Dream was dead before the police arrived. One minute, three seconds from the time Joe emerged from his office to his death.
I have changed a life-long position regarding the death penalty today. Michigan is not a death penalty state. I now know the pain that comes with violent, senseless death. It should be met with death.
I am a pagan woman wearied by the realities of the practices of Islam, and vocal about it, and Joe always had a hug for me, and would not hesitate to listen to an American woman married to a Muslim-raised man talk about how crazy and impossible he is. I have enjoyed many meals at a restaurant named “The Ham Place” because Joe took one of his employees there and the employee took me there. I have met Greeks and Albanians and Yemenites through Jawad Bazzi. He took 20oz bottles of pop to the people at his bank when he went. If you knew him, or his employees, you never left his stores without something to drink. This may sound silly, but it was an indication of his generous spirit. He recently brought his mother from southern Lebanon. Her village and home were destroyed last summer. He went there during the conflict, to make sure she and his other relatives were safely removed from the danger. He bought her a house because she wanted her own place. He proudly displayed this home to his employees, which were like his own family. He spent time with them outside of work, and even forgave an employee that turned a one month trip to Jordan to seven months. He is still employed. He has forgiven angry, personal outbursts, other sorts of unsavory behavior, and even the people who stole the 50 gallon plant pots he bought for this station. He bought more, and planted more flowers.
I could go on forever. This world is less for his death.
Of all the people I encountered in Detroit, of all the immigrants to the United States, of all the men who made small differences in the lives of so many beleaguered souls, Jawad Bazzi was the best among them. Please don’t just write this off as a petty, ridiculous feud on his part. Pity the cruel circumstances that took someone so wonderful from the all of us he touched.
For my dear friend Joe
Angels rested when they saw your eyes
Weary of their time from the skies
Wrought of love and in grace
Enduring peace in this space
Sounds like Muslim on Muslim violence.
Mohammed?
Ummm....isn't that the way its supposed to be?
“The only white woman I ever saw working in a gas station or a party store (liquor store for out-of-staters), in the metro area, was at his BP station.”
Interesting
As soon as I saw the headline... I thought Detroit.
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