MELANCHOLY REFLECTIONS ON TRAYVON MARTIN, MELISSA HUGGINS-JONES ETC.


Phase Two of the Zimmermann circus – the trial itself – is over.  It is a melancholy fact that Phase Three, closely paralleling the histrionics of Phase One, has already started.  Its additional attractions will apparently include involvement by the Holder DOJ to “look this over,” NAACP rage over the continued existence of stand-your-ground laws, and claims that the American legal system has failed (again) because a black “child” had been killed by an “white Hispanic” adult, who then went free.

It is also a melancholy fact that, instead of seeking reasoned dialogue, the mainstream media will continue to inflame by propagating only the politically correct perspective.

As, for instance, with the killing of Melissa Huggins-Jones, even more brutal and one-sided than the killing of Trayvon Martin.  This was covered in local media but, to my knowledge, in none of the national media, seemingly because it violates the ideologically immaculate conception of eternal “white” racism and “black” victimhood.

Pity, pity, pity.  There goes another opportunity, utterly wasted.  African-American elites and their supporters keep asking for a “sacred dialogue on race,” but every time an opportunity comes up, they blow it by closing ranks and deriding anyone who dares to stray.  Just ask Tristan Breaux, the new Norfolk NAACP chapter president, who dared to ask:  “I wonder why it is that we are always willing to say someone who clearly had a shaky past, was the victim.”  He was referring, of course, to Trayvon Martin, and now he is being excoriated and asked to resign.

In the meanwhile, the field of battle is left to vultures such as all the “kill whitey” Twits and Niggermania (I kid you not!) neanderthals.

And the silence from the White House is deafening.  Inflaming public opinion by statements such as “If I had a son, he would look like Trayvon Martin” is easy, but seeking a common understanding by saying something like “all right, people, let’s sit down and really talk” seems an impossibility.

Sad.  Profoundly sad.  And shameful.

It is up to the people of the Center – equally hated by both extremes – to make their stand, and trim the extremists’ wings.  If not, the game is over for all of us.

About Michael J. Kubat

I'm a grumpy Czech-born clinical social worker who is vitally interested in the survival in the United States as a viable democracy and a beacon of hope for the rest of the world.
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