Things That Are Not Allowed To Be Said
What follows might be shocking to some of our readers, because while most of it is rather self-evident and common sense it is almost impossible to find it anywhere within the pages and show-segments of legacy media. To utter what you’re about to see is to brand oneself “racist” or “bigoted” in the eyes of the “woke” mobs existing in cyberspace or on the streets of blue cities, though as it’s been quite obvious for some time, the opprobrium of the woke mob confers neither an accurate judgment on one’s character nor a repudiation of the truth of one’s statements.
The catalyst for this exposition came, at least in part, from something that appeared over the weekend connected to the New Orleans Saints and their never-ending descent into disgraceful social justice warriorism. The Saints, who were formerly known as Drew Brees’ team, are now clearly led by Malcolm Jenkins, one of the most cancerous politicizers in the game of football, and it’s Jenkins who catalyzed the capture of Brees into a Locutus of Borg for the social justice crowd. That led to the almost comic stupidity of Saints players, including Brees, taping the name “Jacob Blake” on their helmets during preseason practice.
Shouldn’t those people who say they’re committed to improving the station of the black community call out and ostracize those of its members who continuously terrorize and abuse it?
Which was bad enough. But it got worse on Friday, when the Saints released a video highlighting their new #SayHerName campaign focusing on the “oppression” of black women in America.
In other words, Jenkins’ leadership has led the team’s woke messaging to careen from lionizing a rapey sexual assaulter and domestic abuser to paying tribute to women like the one he oppressed.
Not that Laquisha Booker, who called the police because Jacob Blake showed up at her home in violation of a protective order issued after he had broken into her house and digitally raped her, is all that great a poster child for victimization and oppression. The minute Blake was shot she saw dollar signs in a civil suit against the city of Kenosha and started referring to herself as his “fiancee,” and concocted that initial story, about how Blake was there to break up a fight, which led to the riots following his getting shot. If any sympathy is to be afforded Blake it might be that getting mixed up with someone so transparent in her opportunism might have been his undoing more than the drugs or character issues that led to his police ordeal.
But featured in the #SayHerName campaign was Breonna Taylor, the Louisville woman shot and killed by police in a no-knock raid. Saints head coach Sean Payton was wearing a mask with her name written on it during the team’s game Sunday. Though Taylor’s story is certainly an awful one, it’s also not a whole lot better than Blake’s for sympathy’s sake. The police were at her apartment to issue a warrant for her arrest, nobody answered the door despite their banging on it loud enough to wake all the neighbors, her current boyfriend apparently shot first, and Taylor’s ex-boyfriend Jamarcus Glover was a drug dealer she allowed to stash his product at her place — not to mention she kept at least some of his money for him.
There’s a pattern here, and it’s a pattern you are not allowed to identify.
And the pattern goes like this. In almost every one of these cases where the Malcolm Jenkinses rush in to make a martyr of somebody who gets shot by the police, it’s someone who
(1) is involved in drugs;
(2) has a lengthy rap sheet;
(3) is resisting arrest, most likely because the arrest in question is the last straw that will put him away for a good while;
(4) has had the cops called on him by other black people that he’s terrorizing or abusing; and
(5) leaves behind kids he was never much of a father to and their mothers he never bothered marrying.
Last week in Baton Rouge there was a major hubbub over the failure of the city’s Metro Council to approve a $5 million settlement to the family of Alton Sterling, who was shot and killed during a 2016 police incident that filled all five of the above categories. Sterling, who was commonly known as a drug dealer but operated for public consumption as a “purveyor of bootleg CD’s,” was fighting on the ground with a policeman and was reaching for his (illegal) gun when the cop shot him; he had been brandishing that illegal gun at customers of a convenience store where he was at 2 a.m. on a Tuesday night, and that’s why the cops were called.
One reason why the Metro Council didn’t go for the settlement, besides the fact that both the state attorney general and the Obama administration’s Justice Department found no reason for charges against the policeman, was that the Sterling family’s criminal background isn’t limited to Alton’s lengthy rap sheet. His son Cameron, who was the recipient of a lot of goodwill nationwide after the then-17-year-old appeared to be something less of a budding criminal than his father turned out to be, particularly while a GoFundMe campaign raised close to a million dollars for Cameron and his sisters’ college education, two years later sexually abused a child who was left in his care. He was found incompetent to stand trial for the crime last year.
You would think the Sterlings would have had it with Baton Rouge and taken that GoFundMe money in pursuit of a fresh start somewhere else. Nope. They’re still hanging around.
Every time these stories are told and the country emotes — as we’re conditioned to do — over the injustice and misery of the poor victims of the iron fist of the law, the full breadth of them exposes two things. First, they’re never the innocent unfortunates we’re told they are, and second, it becomes very clear the police involved were put in a terrible position from which no good outcome is possible.
Take, for example, this new incident in Pennsylvania the Usual Suspects want to riot over. Ricardo Munoz, a 27-year-old with a lengthy criminal background and a history of violence that included an incident last year in which he stabbed four people, including a teenager he stabbed in the face, was the subject of a police warrant for bail violations. But when the Lancaster, Pennsylvania, police came to Munoz’ house, they found Munoz holding a knife to his own throat on the front steps. He then jumped over a railing and proceeded to chase one of the officers with the knife before the policeman finally shot him.
This incident was worthy of riots Sunday night.
The police aren’t the problem in America. The problem this country has is it’s filled to the brim with absolutely dysfunctional, atrocious people. And an entire political movement has adopted those people, who are toxic, mentally ill, drug-addled street criminals in more cases than not, and become their lobby.
The truth is that people in bad neighborhoods all over America, whether they’re majority black or Hispanic or full of poor whites, desperately need a police presence — and a robust one. And it isn’t just that the citizenry in those neighborhoods need protection from the criminals. The reverse is also true.
Nobody in Antifa or Black Lives Matter knows anything about history, but there weren’t always police — at least not in the modern sense. Sure, the king or local lord would have his men patrolling the streets, but mostly they were around to collect taxes. Keeping the peace was defined as putting down riots and rebellions. Civilian law enforcement in all but the richest cities was usually a matter for the citizenry, and their methods of dealing with criminals were nowhere near as humane as our current judicial system supplies.
We’re taught in America that lynching is the province of Klansmen, and certainly the incidents the KKK made its name on were an atrocious part of our history. But lynchings existed in far more than a racial context throughout the history of Western civilization. A lot more people were strung up through the years not because their skin was the wrong color but because the citizenry became convinced they had committed an egregious crime. Pitchforks and torches would come out, the mob would descend upon them, and something terrible bypassing any sense of due process would ensue.
Police were created so that the citizens could contract out that violence in the hands of professionals wedded to the judicial system and its due process.
That’s a good system, but it isn’t perfect, and it only really works when it’s given a chance.
Do you know who didn’t give it a chance?
Jacob Blake. Alton Sterling. Michael Brown. George Floyd. Breonna Taylor, or at least her trigger-happy boyfriend. Trayford Pellerin, the knife-wielding career criminal shot by Lafayette, Louisiana, police as he resisted arrest and tried to enter a populated convenience store with his weapon. Ricardo Munoz. Rayshard Brooks. And on, and on.
Resist arrest, and put the police — who are there to bring you to a judge so that your rights may be weighed against the charges filed against you — in a position where you’re asking them to choose your life over their own, and you will be disappointed in the results.
That the Malcolm Jenkinses, and Black Lives Matter and other leftist agitators, refuse to understand these consequences isn’t just stupidity. It’s something else. Something worse.
What it really comes down to is cowardice and excuse-making.
Why are there so many George Floyds, Alton Sterlings, and Jacob Blakes? Why are they tolerated like they’re just a fact of life in those neighborhoods? And why is the black community especially so disproportionately beset with them? You cannot build a successful community out of such people. They’re the reason that the black middle class rushes to escape the ghetto the minute they can work their way into the funds to do so.
Shouldn’t those people who say they’re committed to improving the station of the black community call out and ostracize those of its members who continuously terrorize and abuse it? Why are there so many absent fathers and abusive men sponging off the women they manage to impregnate? Some of it is certainly a half-century of abjectly failed public policy conservatives have decried as destroying black families for decades, but that isn’t the whole problem. And it is metastasizing into a problem across demographic lines, with a concurrent accelerating societal breakdown everywhere it’s happening.
We all know the behavior we see in these bad neighborhoods where the cops are required to press down on the citizenry in an effort to supply some baseline of safety is destructive, and yet nobody can call it out? Act that way in the suburbs or the exclusive parts of town and they will do everything they can to get rid of you — and if they can’t, they’ll sell their houses lickety-split and move somewhere else to get away. But nobody will stand up for standards among the folks who need them most if they’re ever going to move up?
Here’s the real dirty little secret about those bad neighborhoods: the local pols, every one of whom is a Democrat, have done the math and recognized that pandering to the sleazeballs, the dope dealers, the welfare cheats, and the rest of the terrible people will get you more votes than trying to stand with the property owners, the gainfully employed, and the law-abiding people trapped and terrorized by the losers in their midst. They know the normal people working to escape those conditions will do so by moving out of the city council or state senate district eventually, so why bother cultivating their votes?
Why do you think the Democrats spend so much time trying to give felons back the right to vote?
Besides, the Normals think and vote like middle-class people, and middle-class people are the absolute worst folks to try to govern. They actually want some value for their tax dollars. The poor will grasp for whatever alms you cut them from the public dole, and the rich mostly pay their way for premium social services like private schools for their kids and gated, secured communities to live in. It’s the middle class who gripe about potholes and crack dealers on street corners, and it’s the middle class who laugh and ridicule midnight basketball and monument removals as a waste and an escape from effective governance. They’re a pain in the ass, and urban Democrats can’t wait to run them off to the suburbs.
But not all of them can move out. Some are stuck in those awful neighborhoods.
So yeah — there are good people out there who could use some effective spokesmen.
Where are you, Malcolm Jenkins? It’s all the fault of the police but not of Jacob Blake? Should the Lancaster cops let Ricardo Munoz get a couple of good stabs in before defending themselves? What about the people whose families and neighborhoods are being terrorized and who called the cops in the first place? What about the store owner Michael Brown brutalized before he attacked that cop in Ferguson? What about Laquisha Booker, gold-digger though she might be? What about that kid Ricardo Munoz knifed in the face?
Law officers across the country are throwing in the towel because they’ve had enough of their lives being made miserable by rioters in the streets and craven politicians who suck up to the lowlifes. Rightly so. The streets are full of scum, and rather than engage in the hard work of cleaning up the mess these woke magpies like Jenkins, LeBron James, and the BLM Marxists are busy blaming everybody else for the problems.
It’s gotten old. It’s tiresome. And it’s time we speak the truth about it.
Published at Tue, 15 Sep 2020 04:18:39 +0000