Black Lives Matter. Only when the cameras are rolling.
For 2½ years, since the phony Mike Brown controversy in phony Ferguson, MO, Black Lives Matter has been the most overpublicized political cream puff in our country. A faux p.r. creation, it was designed as a playtoy for attention-whores, not a tool for problem-solvers.
In different words, BLM is a typical Democrat resolution to a serious social problem that liberals have no idea how to address.
If the boys and girls of Black Lives who march only when television is present truly cared about black lives, they would be crying out about the racial catastrophe Democrat Mayor Rahm Emanuel has made of Chicago. Or rather ignored.
With leftist deftness, the Rahm Bomb has converted a once great metropolis into a bang-bang graveyard, sarcastically renamed The Town Where Black Lives Don’t Matter.
There were 762 homicides in Chicago last year – the most since the toweringly corrupt Daley family was in charge of hometown homicides. More idiots kill each other in Chicago than in Los Angeles and New York combined.
Overwhelmingly – more than 90 percent of the time — both halves of the ghastly Chicago murders were black.
Telling that crucial fact about America’s ugliest, most unaddressed tragedy does not fit the leftist narrative that:
White American men are nasty. All other Americans are their victims.
The New York Times, king of the leftist media deniers, recently produced an 87-paragraph story on the huge Chicago murder numbers. The word “black” was mentioned four times – always randomly. The story did not even hint that blacks are killing blacks at an unbelievable rate. Who cares? No cops or white guys are involved. Ergo, no story here.
Unless you have a keener eye than I, not one member of the dominant leftist media has acknowledged, much less probed, this blithely ignored trend.
It is richly fitting that the weakest president in U.S. history is scheduled next week to make a farewell speech in Chicago, one of his several so-called hometowns.
After eight years of avoiding work as if it were infectious, he returns to the scene of the crimes, literally. Likely, he will ignore the obvious, the single art he has mastered.
