Friday, December 01, 2006

Those Crazy Kids

From the Boston Herald:

Jernell McCray stood on the spot where her nephew, Jahmol Norfleet, had been assassinated less than 36 hours earlier. Her eyes were dry and her voice free of any echo of revenge.

OK, this wasn't intended to be the main point of this post, but...

Assassinated (verb):

1: murder; especially of socially prominent persons; "Anwar Sadat was assassinated because many people did not like his peace politics with Israel"

Like this guy was some kind of folk hero worthy of our reverence and respect. Oh wait, let me guess...he was just "turning his life around" at the time of his death.

Gimme a break.

Can we please stop glorifying these lowlife, gangbanging scumbags. Mr. Norfleet was not "assassinated". He was killed as a direct result of his chosen lifestyle. Yep, there's that pesky concept of "choice" that the left so conveniently ignores when it suits either their current their needs or their agenda to do so.

Hey, kids, wanna lower your chances of getting shot to death on a street corner in Dorchester? Don't become a criminal. Don't associate with criminals. Don't associate with people who associate with criminals. Repeat.

Of course, not spending your nights hanging out on the streets of Roxbury and Dorchester, afterhaving dedicated much of your life toward becoming the most ruthless criminal you could be, will tilt the odds in your favor, as well.

But, once again, I digress..

"This is not I-raq," McCray insisted, as she stood on Holworthy Street yesterday, beside a burgeoning shrine of candles and teddy bears that marked the spot where her 20-year-old nephew was shot in the head, two floors below his grandmother’s window and beyond the reach of her screams.


Yes, Jernell McCray was far from Baghdad, but she could speak of bloodshed in a language familiar to the victims of war.

"My nephew Jahmol will be buried on Wednesday, one day after his 21st birthday," she said. "My brother, he died before he got a chance to be a man."

Sorry, Jernell. But, from where I'm sitting, your nephew was nothing more than a common street thug, someone who likely had numerous chances to "become a man", but chose otherwise.

For one law enforcement source, who helped to choreograph and sustain the delicate balance of a 14-week truce between the warring tribes of Bromley-Heath and the cluster of streets known as H-Block, Jahmol Norfleet and Pee Wee Cobb, though technically still kids, had grown very old in very few years.

"...20-year-old nephew..."

"...technically still kids..."

The defense rests.

"Oh, but, he was a peacemaker! He helped broker the recent truce between two of the more violent street gangs in the city."

Yeah, cry me a fucking river, already.

Quote of the Day: Bullshit "Gang Truce" Edition:

But some police officials, who spoke on the condition of anonymity, questioned a strategy that rewarded longtime troublemakers with box seats to Patriots games and other perks.

What's to question?

That's what us rationally-thinking people have been calling "Business as Usual" in the People's Progressive Republic Of Meninostan for some time now.

Box seats and other valuable prizes for the most dangerous and egregious violators of the Commonwealth's common-sense gun laws? What's the problem?

But, you want to issue firearms licenses to the most law-abiding segment of the population? What are you, NUTS? Don't you know there will be BLOOD IN THE STREETS!!! These people are the real criminals posing the bigger threat to society. Jarrett Barrios said so.