Monday, October 01, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
THE AGE OF TREASON
Members of the United States Congress hold themselves to standards they would have us all believe are of the highest caliber of humanity. In the same vein, they exempt themselves from "high crimes and misdemeanors" the commission of which by any one of us ordinary citizens would result in fines, imprisonment and even the death penalty. I say the time is long overdue to revisit these loopholes of politics and examine the absence of accountability when those "honorable gentlemen" at the highest levels who we trust to serve and protect us as a nation exhibit blatant conduct that jeopardizes not only every American citizen at home and abroad, but the men and women in uniform who willingly sacrifice to preserve the American way of life.
When the Senate Majority Leader pulls a stunt that's tantamount to the likes of Hanoi Jane, the abuse of political power has so overextended the limits of propriety that such heinous acts must be brought to justice. Such atrocities invalidate the spirit and the letter of the law with regard to immunity from prosecution for nothing less than acts amounting to wartime treason.
Speaking the title 'Senator' and the name 'Harry Reid' in the same breath leaves not only a nasty taste in one's mouth, but in light of his openly encouraging our terrorist enemies by proclaiming that President Bush has "lost the war in Iraq," is--to say the least--a reprehensible insult to efforts of the thousands of American military forces already in harm's way. Giving our adversaries cause to believe they have gained the upper hand is an act of treason that demands justice...swift and sure, commensurate with the premeditated, purely political poison. What was perpetrated for the primary purpose of precipitating presidential pressure caused collateral damage that will immeasurably increase the lingering level of liability.
Abuse of position for personal (albeit political) gain, betrayal of the public trust and aiding and abetting the enemy are crimes that call for court martial in the case of a member of the US armed forces. Why should members of Congress be held to any less??
I'm sure Harry Reid is receiving tacit thanks from terrorists around the world and in and around the Iraq Green Zone in particular. Who wouldn't want such a propaganda pal? The blood of every American fighting man and woman since he uttered those words is on your hands, Harry Reid. I hope he can sleep better now, and if he can hold his head up with pride for having said this terrible thing, he is no better than the evil-doers he has emboldened.
Harry Reid is the latest poster child for the Pox that is Politics. He has earned his fifteen seconds of shame. And we're all paying for it.
Members of the United States Congress hold themselves to standards they would have us all believe are of the highest caliber of humanity. In the same vein, they exempt themselves from "high crimes and misdemeanors" the commission of which by any one of us ordinary citizens would result in fines, imprisonment and even the death penalty. I say the time is long overdue to revisit these loopholes of politics and examine the absence of accountability when those "honorable gentlemen" at the highest levels who we trust to serve and protect us as a nation exhibit blatant conduct that jeopardizes not only every American citizen at home and abroad, but the men and women in uniform who willingly sacrifice to preserve the American way of life.
When the Senate Majority Leader pulls a stunt that's tantamount to the likes of Hanoi Jane, the abuse of political power has so overextended the limits of propriety that such heinous acts must be brought to justice. Such atrocities invalidate the spirit and the letter of the law with regard to immunity from prosecution for nothing less than acts amounting to wartime treason.
Speaking the title 'Senator' and the name 'Harry Reid' in the same breath leaves not only a nasty taste in one's mouth, but in light of his openly encouraging our terrorist enemies by proclaiming that President Bush has "lost the war in Iraq," is--to say the least--a reprehensible insult to efforts of the thousands of American military forces already in harm's way. Giving our adversaries cause to believe they have gained the upper hand is an act of treason that demands justice...swift and sure, commensurate with the premeditated, purely political poison. What was perpetrated for the primary purpose of precipitating presidential pressure caused collateral damage that will immeasurably increase the lingering level of liability.
Abuse of position for personal (albeit political) gain, betrayal of the public trust and aiding and abetting the enemy are crimes that call for court martial in the case of a member of the US armed forces. Why should members of Congress be held to any less??
I'm sure Harry Reid is receiving tacit thanks from terrorists around the world and in and around the Iraq Green Zone in particular. Who wouldn't want such a propaganda pal? The blood of every American fighting man and woman since he uttered those words is on your hands, Harry Reid. I hope he can sleep better now, and if he can hold his head up with pride for having said this terrible thing, he is no better than the evil-doers he has emboldened.
Harry Reid is the latest poster child for the Pox that is Politics. He has earned his fifteen seconds of shame. And we're all paying for it.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Okay, I promised myself when I started this blog that I wouldn't let others put words in my mouth. But the following article says everything I had on my mind regarding Imusgate, so I'm going to let it stand for my point of view. It's hard to refute. If you think you can, please contact me and prove it!
_______________________________________________________
Imus isn't the real bad guy
Instead of wasting time on irrelevant shock jock, black leaders need
to be fighting a growing gangster culture.
By JASON WHITLOCK
Columnist
Thank you, Don Imus. You've given us (black people) an excuse to avoid
our real problem.
You've given Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson another opportunity to
pretend that the old fight, which is now the safe and lucrative fight,
is still the most important fight in our push for true economic and
social equality.
You've given Vivian Stringer and Rutgers the chance to hold a
nationally televised recruiting celebration expertly disguised as a
news conference to respond to your poor attempt at humor.
Thank you, Don Imus. You extended Black History Month to April, and we
can once again wallow in victimhood, protest like it's 1965 and delude
ourselves into believing that fixing your hatred is more necessary
than eradicating our self-hatred.
The bigots win again.
While we're fixated on a bad joke cracked by an irrelevant, bad shock
jock, I'm sure at least one of the marvelous young women on the
Rutgers basketball team is somewhere snapping her fingers to the beat
of 50 Cent's or Snoop Dogg's or Young Jeezy's latest ode glorifying
nappy-headed pimps and hos.
I ain't saying Jesse, Al and Vivian are gold-diggas, but they don't
have the heart to mount a legitimate campaign against the real
black-folk killas.
It is us. At this time, we are our own worst enemies. We have allowed
our youths to buy into a culture (hip hop) that has been perverted,
corrupted and overtaken by prison culture. The music, attitude and
behavior expressed in this culture is anti-black, anti-education,
demeaning, self-destructive, pro-drug dealing and violent.
Rather than confront this heinous enemy from within, we sit back and
wait for someone like Imus to have a slip of the tongue and make the
mistake of repeating the things we say about ourselves.
It's embarrassing. Dave Chappelle was offered $50 million to make
racially insensitive jokes about black and white people on TV. He was
hailed as a genius. Black comedians routinely crack jokes about white
and black people, and we all laugh out loud.
I'm no Don Imus apologist. He and his tiny companion Mike Lupica
blasted me after I fell out with ESPN. Imus is a hack.
But, in my view, he didn't do anything outside the norm for shock
jocks and comedians. He also offered an apology. That should've been
the end of this whole affair. Instead, it's only the beginning. It's
an opportunity for Stringer, Jackson and Sharpton to step on victim
platforms and elevate themselves and their agenda$.
I watched the Rutgers news conference and was ashamed.
Martin Luther King Jr. spoke for eight minutes in 1963 at the March on
Washington. At the time, black people could be lynched and denied
fundamental rights with little thought. With the comments of a
talk-show host most of her players had never heard of before last week
serving as her excuse, Vivian Stringer rambled on for 30 minutes about
the amazing season her team had.
Somehow, we're supposed to believe that the comments of a man with
virtually no connection to the sports world ruined Rutgers' wonderful
season. Had a broadcaster with credibility and a platform in the
sports world uttered the words Imus did, I could understand a level of
outrage.
But an hourlong press conference over a man who has already
apologized, already been suspended and is already insignificant is
just plain intellectually dishonest. This is opportunism. This is a
distraction.
In the grand scheme, Don Imus is no threat to us in general and no
threat to black women in particular. If his words are so powerful and
so destructive and must be rebuked so forcefully, then what should we
do about the idiot rappers on BET, MTV and every black-owned radio
station in the country who use words much more powerful and much more
destructive?
I don't listen or watch Imus' show regularly. Has he at any point
glorified selling crack cocaine to black women? Has he celebrated
black men shooting each other randomly? Has he suggested in any way
that it's cool to be a baby-daddy rather than a husband and a parent?
Does he tell his listeners that they're suckers for pursuing education
and that they're selling out their race if they do?
When Imus does any of that, call me and I'll get upset. Until then, he
is what he is — a washed-up shock jock who is very easy to ignore when
you're not looking to be made a victim.
No. We all know where the real battleground is. We know that the
gangsta rappers and their followers in the athletic world have far
bigger platforms to negatively define us than some old white man with
a bad radio show. There's no money and lots of danger in that battle,
so Jesse and Al are going to sit it out.
_______________________________________________________
Imus isn't the real bad guy
Instead of wasting time on irrelevant shock jock, black leaders need
to be fighting a growing gangster culture.
By JASON WHITLOCK
Columnist
Thank you, Don Imus. You've given us (black people) an excuse to avoid
our real problem.
You've given Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson another opportunity to
pretend that the old fight, which is now the safe and lucrative fight,
is still the most important fight in our push for true economic and
social equality.
You've given Vivian Stringer and Rutgers the chance to hold a
nationally televised recruiting celebration expertly disguised as a
news conference to respond to your poor attempt at humor.
Thank you, Don Imus. You extended Black History Month to April, and we
can once again wallow in victimhood, protest like it's 1965 and delude
ourselves into believing that fixing your hatred is more necessary
than eradicating our self-hatred.
The bigots win again.
While we're fixated on a bad joke cracked by an irrelevant, bad shock
jock, I'm sure at least one of the marvelous young women on the
Rutgers basketball team is somewhere snapping her fingers to the beat
of 50 Cent's or Snoop Dogg's or Young Jeezy's latest ode glorifying
nappy-headed pimps and hos.
I ain't saying Jesse, Al and Vivian are gold-diggas, but they don't
have the heart to mount a legitimate campaign against the real
black-folk killas.
It is us. At this time, we are our own worst enemies. We have allowed
our youths to buy into a culture (hip hop) that has been perverted,
corrupted and overtaken by prison culture. The music, attitude and
behavior expressed in this culture is anti-black, anti-education,
demeaning, self-destructive, pro-drug dealing and violent.
Rather than confront this heinous enemy from within, we sit back and
wait for someone like Imus to have a slip of the tongue and make the
mistake of repeating the things we say about ourselves.
It's embarrassing. Dave Chappelle was offered $50 million to make
racially insensitive jokes about black and white people on TV. He was
hailed as a genius. Black comedians routinely crack jokes about white
and black people, and we all laugh out loud.
I'm no Don Imus apologist. He and his tiny companion Mike Lupica
blasted me after I fell out with ESPN. Imus is a hack.
But, in my view, he didn't do anything outside the norm for shock
jocks and comedians. He also offered an apology. That should've been
the end of this whole affair. Instead, it's only the beginning. It's
an opportunity for Stringer, Jackson and Sharpton to step on victim
platforms and elevate themselves and their agenda$.
I watched the Rutgers news conference and was ashamed.
Martin Luther King Jr. spoke for eight minutes in 1963 at the March on
Washington. At the time, black people could be lynched and denied
fundamental rights with little thought. With the comments of a
talk-show host most of her players had never heard of before last week
serving as her excuse, Vivian Stringer rambled on for 30 minutes about
the amazing season her team had.
Somehow, we're supposed to believe that the comments of a man with
virtually no connection to the sports world ruined Rutgers' wonderful
season. Had a broadcaster with credibility and a platform in the
sports world uttered the words Imus did, I could understand a level of
outrage.
But an hourlong press conference over a man who has already
apologized, already been suspended and is already insignificant is
just plain intellectually dishonest. This is opportunism. This is a
distraction.
In the grand scheme, Don Imus is no threat to us in general and no
threat to black women in particular. If his words are so powerful and
so destructive and must be rebuked so forcefully, then what should we
do about the idiot rappers on BET, MTV and every black-owned radio
station in the country who use words much more powerful and much more
destructive?
I don't listen or watch Imus' show regularly. Has he at any point
glorified selling crack cocaine to black women? Has he celebrated
black men shooting each other randomly? Has he suggested in any way
that it's cool to be a baby-daddy rather than a husband and a parent?
Does he tell his listeners that they're suckers for pursuing education
and that they're selling out their race if they do?
When Imus does any of that, call me and I'll get upset. Until then, he
is what he is — a washed-up shock jock who is very easy to ignore when
you're not looking to be made a victim.
No. We all know where the real battleground is. We know that the
gangsta rappers and their followers in the athletic world have far
bigger platforms to negatively define us than some old white man with
a bad radio show. There's no money and lots of danger in that battle,
so Jesse and Al are going to sit it out.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
TRUE COLORS
A thought came to me yesterday, as I listened for the upteenth time to the excruciatingly disgusting sound of Hillary Clinton’s voice as she shamelessly pandered to the black Alabama audience, taking advantage of a situation about which she had no personal involvement, no personal interest and no personal connection other than using the occasion to finesse votes.
It occurred to me that Hillary Clinton, typical of the liberal extreme she so perfectly exemplifies, is a chameleon. She changes her appearance, her sound and her demeanor to fit whatever segment of American society she’s seeking to seduce.
The more I thought about that, the more I began to realize the essence of the Hillary Clinton (“If you can’t stand me, here’s Bill. Remember Him? He was one o’ y’all”) campaign: a chameleon, no matter how successful it might be at disguising itself to look like something or someone else, when all is said and done, down deep it’s still nothing more than a cold blooded reptile. It still slithers across the ground and wallows in the slime of its primordial (make that political) past.
In calculated and consistent fashion, Hillary Clinton is destined to maintain this malevolent masquerade. There’s an ominous cloud looming over the United States of America, threatening BLACK & BLUE to consume our beloved RED, WHITE & BLUE.
A thought came to me yesterday, as I listened for the upteenth time to the excruciatingly disgusting sound of Hillary Clinton’s voice as she shamelessly pandered to the black Alabama audience, taking advantage of a situation about which she had no personal involvement, no personal interest and no personal connection other than using the occasion to finesse votes.
It occurred to me that Hillary Clinton, typical of the liberal extreme she so perfectly exemplifies, is a chameleon. She changes her appearance, her sound and her demeanor to fit whatever segment of American society she’s seeking to seduce.
The more I thought about that, the more I began to realize the essence of the Hillary Clinton (“If you can’t stand me, here’s Bill. Remember Him? He was one o’ y’all”) campaign: a chameleon, no matter how successful it might be at disguising itself to look like something or someone else, when all is said and done, down deep it’s still nothing more than a cold blooded reptile. It still slithers across the ground and wallows in the slime of its primordial (make that political) past.
In calculated and consistent fashion, Hillary Clinton is destined to maintain this malevolent masquerade. There’s an ominous cloud looming over the United States of America, threatening BLACK & BLUE to consume our beloved RED, WHITE & BLUE.
Friday, February 16, 2007
BLACK HISTORY MONTH
The way I see it, it should be called Black Histrionics, but not confined to a mere month of any given year. Here we are, more than a century after the abolition of slavery, and you’d think black Americans were still wearing the chains of their ancestors. And, in a sense they are: by loudly and ceaselessly demanding retribution for the enslavement of their forebears, they are refusing to look forward to the better day that has resulted and they are forever dooming themselves to a past that they themselves cannot resolve, shake off, and move on. I am not speaking for the sum total of black Americans or blacks from any nation, because there are plenty who are embarrassed, chagrined and diametrically opposed to that way of thinking. So it’s not about color. It’s about forgiveness, responsibility, pride, ambition and determination. These are the very things that “liberated” slaves freed from bondage long ago. It’s all about the DREAM that to a great extent died along with Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. who so articulately expressed it. It’s not a dream to always expect to be coddled and spoon-fed and given special treatment. It’s about shutting one’s eyes to the color of the skin and competing in life with the God-given talents and drives that are inherent in every living human being on this Earth.
By continually whining and playing the victim of crimes long past, black Americans (and blacks from other countries who adhere to this flawed concept) are perpetuating their own second-class citizenship. It’s an easy copout to have the excuse poised on the tongue, ready to strike: “I am the way I am because of the way your great great great grandfather treated my great great great grandfather and his family.” If there’s genetics at play here, I’m willing to submit to a DNA test to prove my own innocence.
Black Americans’ self-fulfilling prophecy of inferiority is not something that white Americans themselves can dispel. It’s an ideology, a mindset that has to change one person at a time, be that person black, white, or whatever. Laws are in place and being enforced which even the playing field and prohibit discrimination. This is by no means a guarantee that discrimination does not occur. But too many times, discrimination is cried where none exists. It’s just an easy way to draw attention to a plight that all too often exists in and of itself, not because of the system.
I suppose it might appease some black Americans if we were to change the colors of our flag to Red, Black and Blue to symbolize the blood, sweat, toil and tears suffered by the slaves who helped build our country. But that would be a selfish act, one that denies the contribution of people of all colors who pulled together to create the greatest nation in the world. But why not leave it the way it was, is and shall always be, by telling ourselves and the world that we’ve washed away the sins of a bygone era and proudly proclaim our united respect, honor and pride in the RED, WHITE & BLUE.
The way I see it, it should be called Black Histrionics, but not confined to a mere month of any given year. Here we are, more than a century after the abolition of slavery, and you’d think black Americans were still wearing the chains of their ancestors. And, in a sense they are: by loudly and ceaselessly demanding retribution for the enslavement of their forebears, they are refusing to look forward to the better day that has resulted and they are forever dooming themselves to a past that they themselves cannot resolve, shake off, and move on. I am not speaking for the sum total of black Americans or blacks from any nation, because there are plenty who are embarrassed, chagrined and diametrically opposed to that way of thinking. So it’s not about color. It’s about forgiveness, responsibility, pride, ambition and determination. These are the very things that “liberated” slaves freed from bondage long ago. It’s all about the DREAM that to a great extent died along with Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. who so articulately expressed it. It’s not a dream to always expect to be coddled and spoon-fed and given special treatment. It’s about shutting one’s eyes to the color of the skin and competing in life with the God-given talents and drives that are inherent in every living human being on this Earth.
By continually whining and playing the victim of crimes long past, black Americans (and blacks from other countries who adhere to this flawed concept) are perpetuating their own second-class citizenship. It’s an easy copout to have the excuse poised on the tongue, ready to strike: “I am the way I am because of the way your great great great grandfather treated my great great great grandfather and his family.” If there’s genetics at play here, I’m willing to submit to a DNA test to prove my own innocence.
Black Americans’ self-fulfilling prophecy of inferiority is not something that white Americans themselves can dispel. It’s an ideology, a mindset that has to change one person at a time, be that person black, white, or whatever. Laws are in place and being enforced which even the playing field and prohibit discrimination. This is by no means a guarantee that discrimination does not occur. But too many times, discrimination is cried where none exists. It’s just an easy way to draw attention to a plight that all too often exists in and of itself, not because of the system.
I suppose it might appease some black Americans if we were to change the colors of our flag to Red, Black and Blue to symbolize the blood, sweat, toil and tears suffered by the slaves who helped build our country. But that would be a selfish act, one that denies the contribution of people of all colors who pulled together to create the greatest nation in the world. But why not leave it the way it was, is and shall always be, by telling ourselves and the world that we’ve washed away the sins of a bygone era and proudly proclaim our united respect, honor and pride in the RED, WHITE & BLUE.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
NEW YEAR, NEW FEAR
We made it through a rather tumultuous 2006 and we've unwrapped a new calendar that under ordinary circumstances would be filled with promise of prospective prosperity. However, an event of epidemic extreme has elevated the extent of election emergency. The Worst First Lady has made it clear she wants to be the Worst First Female President of the United States.
Shadowing the sleazy, still sticky steps of her felonious fellow former federal fast-talker, the scourge of the Senate has thrown her hideous hat into the ring, seeking the democratic nomination for president in the 2008 national election. We have enough to contend with trying to stabilize the Middle East and terminate terrorism. Her threat to the sanity and security of our nation and the entire world only multiplies the size of the lies we despise.
Having surreptitiously stolen all the smoke and mirrors the Clintons used to 'decorate' the White House, she has polished them and polluted them in sinister hopes of mesmerizing the masses into swallowing the swill she is sure to spew. The fate of our nation rests in whether 'Horrendous Hil' the Poison Pill' can infect enough susceptible voters into believing the self-inflicted diabolical delusions enough to actually vote for her.
Talk about an ugly American! If you look up the term on the internet, you'll see Hillary's picture as the poster child for the contemporary concept. For someone who has about as much credibility in the family values arena as Ozzie Osborne, her moral character speaks volumes in the hypocracy she wears like a badge of dishonor. And, if she remains true to Slick Willie's form, it's time to put the White House intern corps on full alert. Only now the blue dress will be on the other side of the sexual perversions.
Control of our national borders with Canada and Mexico is sure to intensify as we approach the battle of the ballots. But the significance will be fully felt only should the scariest scenario succeed and the She-Clinton pimp herself into the presidency. Americans, much like rats jumping overboard from a sinking ship, will pour over the borders to escape, much like lemmings rushing to a certain doom, the lesser of evils, to escape the Hillarization of America.
New York has suffered enough. First 9/11 and then Hillary. And now she wants to take her self-serving side show on the road and slither state to state. Hoping to be the 'darling of the democrats,' the best she will ever be is a political 'pox populi.'
Prepare for a 'transformation' that is about to unfold. Hillary will prove herself to be a consummate quick-change artist. She will say things we all want to hear. Perfectly pure politics is her plan: Promise until it hurts, and then laugh all the way to the bank, never looking back.
We're in bad enough shape as it is. Granted, President Bush hasn't been completely stellar in his handling of the wars in Iraq and against terrorism, but he's sincere, honest and dedicated. If we elect Hillary Clinton to the presidency, that will just add one more arch-enemy we'll have to combat. Doing so will end yet another, the ultimate legacy. Hillary Clinton in the White House will forever extinguish the flame of freedom, drown democracy and no longer will America be the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.
We made it through a rather tumultuous 2006 and we've unwrapped a new calendar that under ordinary circumstances would be filled with promise of prospective prosperity. However, an event of epidemic extreme has elevated the extent of election emergency. The Worst First Lady has made it clear she wants to be the Worst First Female President of the United States.
Shadowing the sleazy, still sticky steps of her felonious fellow former federal fast-talker, the scourge of the Senate has thrown her hideous hat into the ring, seeking the democratic nomination for president in the 2008 national election. We have enough to contend with trying to stabilize the Middle East and terminate terrorism. Her threat to the sanity and security of our nation and the entire world only multiplies the size of the lies we despise.
Having surreptitiously stolen all the smoke and mirrors the Clintons used to 'decorate' the White House, she has polished them and polluted them in sinister hopes of mesmerizing the masses into swallowing the swill she is sure to spew. The fate of our nation rests in whether 'Horrendous Hil' the Poison Pill' can infect enough susceptible voters into believing the self-inflicted diabolical delusions enough to actually vote for her.
Talk about an ugly American! If you look up the term on the internet, you'll see Hillary's picture as the poster child for the contemporary concept. For someone who has about as much credibility in the family values arena as Ozzie Osborne, her moral character speaks volumes in the hypocracy she wears like a badge of dishonor. And, if she remains true to Slick Willie's form, it's time to put the White House intern corps on full alert. Only now the blue dress will be on the other side of the sexual perversions.
Control of our national borders with Canada and Mexico is sure to intensify as we approach the battle of the ballots. But the significance will be fully felt only should the scariest scenario succeed and the She-Clinton pimp herself into the presidency. Americans, much like rats jumping overboard from a sinking ship, will pour over the borders to escape, much like lemmings rushing to a certain doom, the lesser of evils, to escape the Hillarization of America.
New York has suffered enough. First 9/11 and then Hillary. And now she wants to take her self-serving side show on the road and slither state to state. Hoping to be the 'darling of the democrats,' the best she will ever be is a political 'pox populi.'
Prepare for a 'transformation' that is about to unfold. Hillary will prove herself to be a consummate quick-change artist. She will say things we all want to hear. Perfectly pure politics is her plan: Promise until it hurts, and then laugh all the way to the bank, never looking back.
We're in bad enough shape as it is. Granted, President Bush hasn't been completely stellar in his handling of the wars in Iraq and against terrorism, but he's sincere, honest and dedicated. If we elect Hillary Clinton to the presidency, that will just add one more arch-enemy we'll have to combat. Doing so will end yet another, the ultimate legacy. Hillary Clinton in the White House will forever extinguish the flame of freedom, drown democracy and no longer will America be the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
HEY, JUDGE, WHERE’S YOUR HONOR?
Below are the top ten questions that Lawrence County, Missouri Circuit Judge Larry Meyer should be made to answer before being summarily removed from the bench for destruction of justice in sentencing 50-year-old Kenneth Slaght to probation following Slaght’s guilty verdict in the rape and sodomy of his 9-year-old grand-daughter:
10. Hey, Larry, did you forget to take your medication?
9. Have you sought psychiatric counseling for your misogyny thingy?
8. Was this some sort of sick joke, you know, a bet made after too many drinks?
7. Were you having a bad hair day or something?
6. Did you exceed your monthly jail cell allotment?
5. Forgot your hearing aid batteries—AGAIN—huh?!
4. Were you thinking, “She asked for it!?”
3. What if he’d killed her…what THEN?
2. Would you be as kind to your OWN grand-daughter?
1. What does Slaght have on YOU???
I never have trusted lawyers. And it’s instances such as this that make me doubt that there’s any semblance of logic, compassion or reason in those charged with guaranteeing JUSTICE FOR ALL.
Below are the top ten questions that Lawrence County, Missouri Circuit Judge Larry Meyer should be made to answer before being summarily removed from the bench for destruction of justice in sentencing 50-year-old Kenneth Slaght to probation following Slaght’s guilty verdict in the rape and sodomy of his 9-year-old grand-daughter:
10. Hey, Larry, did you forget to take your medication?
9. Have you sought psychiatric counseling for your misogyny thingy?
8. Was this some sort of sick joke, you know, a bet made after too many drinks?
7. Were you having a bad hair day or something?
6. Did you exceed your monthly jail cell allotment?
5. Forgot your hearing aid batteries—AGAIN—huh?!
4. Were you thinking, “She asked for it!?”
3. What if he’d killed her…what THEN?
2. Would you be as kind to your OWN grand-daughter?
1. What does Slaght have on YOU???
I never have trusted lawyers. And it’s instances such as this that make me doubt that there’s any semblance of logic, compassion or reason in those charged with guaranteeing JUSTICE FOR ALL.
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