White Liberal Guilt
I plead guilty to being one of the thousands of foolish white liberals who ignored all the facts about Obama in 2008 - the Jeremiah Wright hatred of white America, the close friendship with terrorist Bill Ayers, his sheer un-American background and character, his probable homosexuality, and his utter lack of any experience to qualify him for the presidency - and voted for him to expiate for a sense of being born white. I knew I'd made a big mistake when he sent the bust of Winston Churchill back to England. It just got worse and worse, starting with the World Apology Tour where he bowed and scraped to Muslim dictators and other thugs. Sarah Palin was far better qualified to be commander in chief, and she is a patriot.
Obama has set race relations in this country back by at least 40 years. Whatever guilt I felt about being a white Southerner is long gone, and I doubt that I'm alone. I haven't seen this nation this polarized since the 60's and 70's, during the civil rights movement and the Vietnam war. I am very concerned at the turn this country has taken. A creep on MSNBC can say he'd like to urinate and defecate in Sarah Palin's mouth and the lefties have nothing to say about violence against women. But the dude with the ZZ Top beard on Duck Dynasty (which I have never watched) makes a few comments about his views on homosexuals and it's time to light up the bonfire to burn him at the stake.
The left wanted to crucify George Zimmerman, but has nothing to say about the violent crimes committed by black thugs. Here are a few examples:
Thugs Who Murdered Lawyer at New Jersey Mall Arrested
All had lengthy criminal records
The
New York Daily News reports that four black suspects were arrested for shooting a young lawyer in the head in front of his wife so they could steal their Range Rover. The couple had just finished their Christmas shopping. One of the killers was named Karif, another Harif, presumably brothers. I'm waiting for the president and Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson to condemn the murder like they did when Trayvon Martin got shot.
New Jersey is one of the states that won't issue CHL licenses to law abiding citizens and restricts the capacity of magazines. I guess it didn't stop Harif and Karif from getting guns.
Here's a story about another bunch of lowlifes who steal cars or purses from women at day cares, cash victims' checks, and steal identities.
They operate all over the country.
Felony Lane Gang Operating in Texas
From NBC 5 Dallas
16 Suspected in Felony Lane Gang Thefts Arrested
Theft ring
Sixteen people suspected of belonging to a Florida-based theft ring that targets women who leave their purses in their cars have been arrested in recent weeks.Plano police made the arrests after doing surveillance work and working with the FBI.The Felony Lane Gang got its name because members try to cash stolen checks in the far lane of bank drive-thrus -- the so-called "felony lane."The group is known to target women who leave their vehicle for a few minutes at places like day cares, committing smash-and-grab burglaries to steal their purses. The thieves then dress up like the women and try to use their stolen ID to cash checks in the farthest drive-thru lane.The break-ins happen fast in broad daylight and, usually, in busy parking lots. Here's a picture of three who were arrested in Florida:
Meanwhile, some genius trying to sell the disaster called Obamacare came up with an ad that shows what Obama and the other radical leftists who have taken over the Democratic Party think appeals to young Americans - Pajama Boy.
So there you have it - Obama and his supporters see Pajama Boy as the model for law abiding citizens, and say nothing about thug culture. Here's a good website -
Thugreport.com on young urban thugs:
Did Carlos Marcello Order the Hit on JFK?
I'm reading a fascinating book by Lamar Waldron,
The Hidden History of the JFK Assassination, that makes a compelling case that Carlos Marcello was responsible for the murder. In 1969 my father was transferred from Natchez, MS to Gretna, LA to work as a manager for Schulmberger Offshore. He learned that one of the dispatchers, a big-bellied, barrel chested coonass - we'll call him Boudreax - was running a bookmaking operation from the company offices. When my dad told him to stop, Boudreax said, "I can have a yo-yo like you knocked off for $500. Ask around about me." My dad did, and learned that Boudreax was a high level bookie for Marcello. My dad went back and asked if they could just forget about it and start over. Boudreax grinned and said sure they could. He added that if my dad ever had a problem with the parish to let him know.
A couple of months later I ran a red light and hit a car with three black people in it. No one was seriously injured but they were ready to milk it for all the insurance money they could get. One of the woman was moaning and groaning about her recent gall bladder surgery. A parish deputy showed up, and I very stupidly admitted that I ran the red light. He was writing the ticket when my dad showed up and asked to speak privately with him. My dad told him that he worked with Boudreax, and the deputy said, "Tell your boy next time don't admit he ran the light," then he tore up the ticket.
I got another insight into Marcello's power when I foolishly mouthed off that instead of killing foreign leaders like the Diems, the CIA should go after Marcello. This was a year or so before I got my ticket fixed courtesy of the Mafia. Anyway, I was riding home from college in a car driven by a red headed Irish kid. We were in the middle of the swamp between Hammond and New Orleans. He pulled over and started yelling, "Carlos Marcello is my uncle, you son of a bitch. I drive a cat for him every summer." He was really wound up, and I apologized and said I obviously didn't know what I was talking about, that his Uncle must be a truly wonderful man, and so on. I didn't want to get the shit beaten out of me and thrown in the swamp. He accepted my apology and gave me a ride on into town. The point is, Marcello ran Louisiana like a feudal kingdom. Nothing moved or got done without him getting his share.
The Kennedy brothers went after Marcello with a vengeance. When they couldn't get him legally, they basically had him kidnapped by INS, flow to Guatemala, and dumped in the middle of a jungle. Marcello, who was well into his 50's, was in his suit and Gucci loafers, stumbling around, falling down ravines, bitten by insects.
Meanwhile, the Kennedys were using the Mafia to try to kill Castro. It all blew up on them. I don't know if Marcello was behind the JFK assassination or not. I do know that the Kennedy boys didn't play by the rules, and believe somene they crossed or tried to whack - Marcello, the CIA, Castro, who knows? - decided they didn't have to play by the rules either.