Thursday, August 30, 2007

Jena, Louisiana Six: A Case Reminiscent of 1960's Civil Rights Violations

I have only seen a few internet postings about the Jena Six. Here is the back story and my very rough commentary.


Commentary:
It seems rather odd and racist that any "unwritten rule" could exist after the numerous fights and deaths for Civil Rights took place in the 1950's and 1960's. The implied threat, the 3 nooses, is a hate crime by any competent authority on legal issues and should have been investigated immediately.




Once again, 3 days of suspension is hardly a punishment to any kid. More like a vacation. Certainly did not meet the standards of justice that a majority of Americans require for such "pranks." The additional fact that a District Attorney found little at issue and actually threatened the victims (all the black students) is morally incomprehensible. Reed Walters needs not to be in any authority position, unless it is for the racist KKK.
After the school assembly, where the unrest was not addressed properly at all, on September 10, several dozen black students attempted to address the school board concerning the recent events but were refused because the board was of the opinion that "the noose issue" had been adequately resolved.[7] Racial tensions and fights continued through the fall but were held in check by the ongoing football season. The high school team was doing unusually well, in large part due to efforts of several star black players, and students were unwilling to do anything to upset the season.[1]
Commentary: The School Board addressing of the "Noose Issue" belies the problem in America. If this issue happened in urban, upscale area, and it was targeted against whites, you can bet your life, the situation would get plenty of media attention, commentary and reaction from the overseeing authorities. No stone would be left unturned and no kid would be allowed to get a 3-day vacation as a punishment.
The racial tension was never addressed properly and only escalated as the fall went on.
From Wikipedia:
On 30 November 2006, the main building of the high school was set on fire. The building was gutted and had to be later demolished. Blacks and whites accused each other of the arson.[1][8]

On Friday, December 1, there was a private party, attended mostly by whites, at the Fair Barn. Five black youths, including 16-year-old Robert Bailey, attempted to enter the party at about 11pm.
According to U.S. Attorney Washington, they were told by a woman that they were not allowed inside without an invitation. The five youths persisted, stating that some friends were already in attendance at the party. A white man, who was not a student,[3] then jumped in front of the woman and instigated a fight.
After the fight was broken up, the woman told both the white man and five black youths to leave the party. Once outside, the black students were involved in another fight with a group of white men, who also were not students.[3] Police were then called to investigate. Several months later, Justin Sloan, a white male, was charged with simple battery for his role in the fight and was put on probation. Bailey later stated that one of the white men had broken a beer bottle over his head,[4] but there are no records of medical treatment being given.[3]

The following day, an incident apparently stemming from this fight occured at a local convenience store. A student who had attended the party encountered Bailey and several friends. An argument ensued, after which the white student ran to his pickup truck and produced a pistol-grip shotgun.
Bailey ran after the white student and wrestled him for control of the gun. Bailey's friends intervened in the scuffle and took the gun away. Bailey refused to return it and ultimately took it home with him. Local police reported that the accounts of the white student and black students contradicted each other and formed a report based on testimony taken from eyewitnesses. This resulted in Bailey being charged with three counts: theft of a firearm, second-degree robbery and disturbing the peace. The white student who had produced the weapon was not charged.[1][3]
Commentary:
As this escalation continued, away from the school, now out on the open streets, where were the authorities to realize this was a now a full blown episode of race-related tensions? And more to the point, why were the whites not arrested and charged with countless felonies?
In a Chicago Tribune article by Howard Witt, Joe Cook, executive director of the Louisiana chapter of the American Civil Liberties Union, puts it this way: “There’s been obvious racial discrimination in this case,” and it is a “racial powder keg” primed to ignite. “It appears the black students were singled out and targeted in this case for some unusually harsh treatment.”
The Case that involves the Jena Six from Wikipedia:
The following Monday, December 4, a white student named Justin Barker, aged 17, loudly discussed - "bragged," as characterized by National Public Radio - how Bailey had been beaten up by a white man that Friday night.
When Barker walked out of the school gymnasium into the courtyard later that day, he was assaulted by Bailey and five other black students, and was temporarily knocked unconscious. The concussion he suffered has been described in the media as resulting either from a punch to the face or from hitting his head on concrete when thrown to the ground. While on the ground, Barker was kicked repeatedly. Barker was examined by a doctor at the local hospital.[2][1]
After two hours of treatment and observation for his concussion and an eye that had swollen shut, Barker was discharged in time to go to the school Ring Ceremony that evening.[4] In the meantime the six black students, eventually dubbed the "Jena Six", were arrested.
The six students were initially charged with aggravated assault. However, District Attorney Walters increased the charges to attempted second-degree murder, provoking protests from black residents that the charges, which could result in the defendants being imprisoned past age 50, were disproportional to the crime.[4]

On June 26, 2007, the first day of trial for defendant Mychal Bell, Walters suddenly agreed to reduce the charges for Bell to aggravated second-degree battery and conspiracy to commit aggravated second-degree battery.[9] A charge of aggravated battery requires the use of a "deadly weapon". Walters thus argued that the tennis shoes that Bell was wearing and used to kick Barker were deadly weapons, an argument with which the all-white jury agreed.
Mychal Bell was found guilty and will face the possibility of up to 22 years in prison when he is sentenced on September 20, 2007. Public Defender Blaine Williams is rightly accused of Ineffective Assistance of Counsel. (See Below)
Final Commentary:
The authorities in this ENTIRE case failed to address the issues as big as Texas. The continued problems between people was a result of severe negiglence on the part of school officials, the local District Attorney, the police and everyone that could have stop this before it got to such levels. To any level, by punishing the noose incident appropriately. Expulsions, Criminal Charges and NEW POLICIES that stop this behavior once and for all.
And to top it off, the district attorney's office had the gaul and audacity to charge six boys with attempted 2nd degree murder. Because it was six black boys and one white boy.
Nevermind the racial targeting and crimes committed by the whites. The actual weapons used by them. The intent to cause severe bodily harm and death. Those things go unchecked.
The human result of this case is that RACISM is alive and well in America. And the leaders of this area of Louisiana must still burn crosses and expect African Americans to cower when they walk down the street.
The legal result is still to be totally decided. Yet I have little doubt, as we have seen, that it will be grossly unfair and targeted against those with bronze skin color.
Sites to get more information on the Jena Six:






Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Washington Double Post: Mad World, Gary Jules

Gary Jules "Mad World" in Donnie Darko
...The Dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had...



The simple Piano part is relaxing. Just puts me to sleep, in a good way.

Ben Folds (with the Five) is another piano predominate fav. , though I don't own their stuff...Money!

"Battle Of Who Could Care Less" on Youtube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7-jiEbWUUc
Rockford Files reference...scoring weed.

Bruce Hornsby & The Range 'The Way it Is' by another artist.


More to come!!!

KEEP IT FRESH TO DEATH!!

Washington Unrest: Crime & Punishment


Crime and Punishment...sounds catchy, I bet it would make a good book title???

I didn't follow this story too closely, but Idaho Senator Larry Craig must feel like a total fool. First for his incident in a Minneapolis airport, then for the comments related to his sexuality.

"I'm not gay."

Like making a declaration in public ever really solves anything.


It is good to see little changes in world when Senator John McCain and CO. come out of their woods of integrity to say, "resign,"(you fool.) In part because he broke the law. In the greater reality because he makes the bible-thumping, war-mongering party of Lincoln look like a bunch of 3rd rate pedophiles/sex fiends. (No offense to the the real peds and fiends.)

His buds in the Republican political arena, Norm Coleman, Mitch McConnell and McCain, barely let the door open to reasoning before kicking out Craig without even a real ethics investigation. Why? Because the wounds of the 2006 election, with Republican Rep. Mark Foley doing the near catastrophic damage to an all ready easy target, the President, his congressional foils, dupes and yes men, was nearly too much to bear.


In a brutal symmetry, both were heavily invested in preaching an anti-gay, anti-sexual predator platform while engaging in their odd ball behavior.

I don't have any political stance on what should be done...Frankly, Congressman, Senators, Advisors, Judges, Lawyers, Police are nearly all cut from the same cloth. They take power to an extreme; operate on the ethical/moral edge and usually fall off; and judge others by standards they refuse to uphold in their own lives.
In America, roughly 2.3 million people are sitting behind bars. With an estimated 5.7 million out as ex-cons. 1 in 37 people are considered "people not to know." Given the illegal immigrants that so, so many people despised, another 12 million people are likely lawbreakers by being here, if estimates are accurate. So that's 20 million people you wouldn't want as neighbors, or roughly 1 in 15 people in America.
It shouldn't surprise us that 4 or 5 Congressman (I'd say more like 15 to 20) are deviant lawbreakers, hell bent on covering it all up. Just like it shouldn't surprise us that 5% of your police force, public officials, priests, psychologists, teachers, firemen, librarians, social workers, lawyers and judges are parasites of some form or another.
And don't think for a moment you haven't broken bread with characters without character.
Even criminals have seen these folks in action --breaking the laws and bending the rules of morality --just they don't have a voice anyone will listen to.
Bad behavior knows no bounds. It doesn't matter what your religion, creed, sexuality or current income is, people are bound to have something amiss.
But with ALL that being said, it doesn't mean we should never give people opportunities to rehab their lives. Or find out what THEIR story is. It may be far more telling or revealing if we did, and we may find the choices in the road were not so easy to navigate.
The Ultimate punishment is to neglect any hopes in men. To assume he has no soul or compassion or understanding about anything. That after the crime, and repayment to society (even the murderers that will stay forever locked up) we figure, "That's all. Nothing more to ventured on that person."
As much as evil consumes our world, it must have good somewhere in all of us. It may not be the clear good of the soul, but it may be good of occupation or talent that somehow assists the Earth in righting the Ship of Fools it has become to our eyes.
A common term used by our friends in "the system" is that prisoners are a "Recycleable Resource." Meaning they come back, and therefore, provide "The System" with a ready-to-use and abuse means to stay in a healthy business. If it didn't, many would invoke more laws to get people back.
The "Resource" should be constructive, not destructive. Yet, to hear solutions piped over the airwaves of America, we just want to throw away the key on millions. Millions of people - Nearly the population of Canada - because we just want OUR world to be safe.
It isn't that easy folks...it is never just that easy.








Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Liar, Liar: Addiction, I do succumb

So, I lied. Two Weeks without writing some rant about life (mine, usually) or society (US, as it is) or Pop Culture (Elvis, Babe, Vick, Beauty Queens that are dumb) is just too long.


I don't have a clear vision --like I did of the Lunar Eclipse at 4:47 AM CST --but I do have the ability to feel connected to a higher thing, like the celestal orb that rotated on, while the big, bad Earth passed in front of it.


I've made my way back to some blogs I had forgotten or negligently ignored in the last few weeks or months. Since I am not mucho dinero enhanced, I don't spend countless hours in front of a computer screen, with some idea just jumping about my mind like a crackhead after scoring a kilo of the Columbia blow. My inspiration isn't exactly linear, or circular, more a trapezoid.
So, the world still sucks. People are still dying in the worst of ways. And Vanna White can't flip letters any faster to cure the ills of society. That's a compendum of things that get rolling in my weed wacker of a cerebellum with the neurons misfiring.
Connections are being made to involve us all. We of the higher order of the phased-out homoerectus are making a mess of this pebble, rock I think, called Earth. Mother Earth, the life giver and erratic life-taker, we depend on spinning at 1,000 MPH without a bobble, or a shake, unlike a hula hooper. She gives us water; provides us food and merry; gives us the oxygen that would sustain us.
Yet we destroy her in our little rumba dance of garbage-making, capitalistic waltz on her toes. And she patiently moves on. We try to make amends only to soon stub her toes again, and maybe tear her skirt.
She continues on...Hopefully we do too.

Friday, August 24, 2007

On Stand-by: The Blog delay for a few weeks

Given the nature of life, I have decided for a couple of weeks not to blog. I need to refocus on my projects in life (such as they are) and figure out where to go next with life in general.

I'm pretty tired of the way things are. I've slipped back into some less-than-beneficial habits, like going to the bars with a few people that have been pretty good friends. I like them both, good guys and they have their lives going in the right direction, but it has put me in a less-than-ideal environment for me...

Whatever dreams I hope to accomplish are not going to "get done" with friendships made in bars.

Don't get me wrong, I haven't been out more than once-twice per week this summer. And I usually spend less than $20.

But last night, between gas ($20), a goodwill purchase of two shirts ($10), food ($12) and some unhealthy $5 shots bought for myself, an old classmate and the shot girl ($15) and my own debauchery ($15 for 4 beers plus tips) in the course of 5 hours, I spent $80...and it hurt. And I did it all to rechristen an old bar in a New Location.

After getting my stipend from the paper route of $180, it was nearly half gone in one night. Most of the cash made on this route ($1,600) goes to my mom for bills. The remaining 25% goes for gas, oil changes and entertainment and necessities...(clothes, printer ink, paper,etc.)

So I'm through with going out. As stir crazy as I get at home, between the gas, and the money, I can't afford it.
As much as I like the unwitty conversations you can have with the opposite sex, there are books to read too.

Today I checked out, Barack's The Audacity of Hope and Gardner's The Pursuit of Happyness. I'd skimmed through Barack's at Barnes and Noble. And watched the Will Smith movie.

Anywho, I just feel it is time for me to leave some of this crap behind. Maybe listen to the messages in those two books or figure out where I should be going in life.

Things I know:
  1. I dislike the Midwest. I'm so sick of Indiana, Lake County, Lowell and any other place where people have a attitude.
  2. Delivering papers isn't bad -- but it isn't much of a life. For 31+ months, I have dutifully put papers on people driveways, boxes and porches. About 200,000 papers all total. But I did that when I was 13, 14, 15 before I went to wash dishes for a cheapskate, cocaine-using, alcoholic of an Italian restaurant owner.
  3. Family is not that important to me anymore. God love her, but my mother has no stones. She procrastinates things she need to do. (Credit counseling & Bankruptcy) She doesn't stand up to my OCD Aunt that has been the same person for the 25+ years I've had the misfortune to know her. 13 cats run our house. That's right we have 13 cats that eat well, shite well, sleep comfortably and nuzzle pretty good too. It wouldn't bother me to have 1-2 cats, even 3, but 13! Rudy, Cutie, Fluffo, Skidz, Calico, Snickers, Bonnie, Clyde, Duff, Clem, Bootsie, Stubby and Stinky all are good cats. Just wish some of them had a better home. (I have allergies too.) They cost more than I really know. I don't get the opportunity to manage the money, though I make half of it. The house is falling apart - and neither aunt or mom has any plans to change anything - so I have to accept. Being I degreed in Industrial Engineering, this pains me. ("Change" engineers is the best description of that degree.)
  4. The isolation isn't bad, if you can avoid most people. I'm a social person, and so are you. But I no longer find much stimulating about people. New experiences would help this. But I'm not getting them in a 2-stop light town, with a slew of problems. I'm a traveling sort, and the more the better. I like busy and focused to taking it easy. But if I can't do that, isolation isn't bad. Prison taught me that.

Well that's all for 2 -3 weeks. It's been a blast...this summer.