Are These Two Murderous Lawyers Too Precious to Be Charged With Hate Crimes?

Take a good look at these two scum.  They can’t claim “neglect” or “oppression” when they tried to murder completely innocent police officers by firebombing one cop van and getting caught with a stockpile of bombs to kill other cops.  They’re well-paid lawyers.

Colinford Mattis and Urooj Rahman.  Both over 30, so that’s not an excuse ... 

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Andrew Cuomo Commuted the Sentence of David Gilbert, Who Killed Two Cops And a Security Guard. All Roads Lead to Obama.

Why would Cuomo spend his last days in office releasing and commuting the sentences of killers, especially cop killer David Gilbert?  All roads lead to the Obamas.   

All roads lead to the Obamas because of the Obamas’ intimate relationship with cop killers Bill Ayers and Bernardine Dohrn, and their deeply intimate relationship with David Gilbert and Kathy Boudin.  After years of planting bombs with Gilbert and Boudin, Ayers and Dohrn adopted Chesa Boudin, son of David Gilbert and Kathy Boudin, when these two wanna-be Black Liberation Army murderers went to prison after teaming up with Bernardine Dohrn to stage the robberies and murders of several Brinks drivers, police, security, and other living humans.  (see: Marilyn Buck, Cop Killer: Five Less Than Six Degrees of Separation From Barack Obama).  Dohrn, curiously, was never charged despite her known involvement in the crimes.  She was jailed merely for refusing to testify, but curiously, was released a few months later.  For more information detailing Dohrn’s involvement in the Brink’s Murders, see my report: Michelle, Barack, Bernardine, and Bill: the real story of the Obamas and the terrorist couple.  In it, I quote award-winning journalist John Castellucci, who documents many of Dohrn’s forgotten criminal activities in his excellent 1986 book, The Big Dance: The Untold Story of Weatherman Kathy Boudin and the Terrorist Family that Committed the Brink’s Robbery Murders... 

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In American Thinker: What Happens When Ponytailed Defense Attorney Ron Kuby Gets “Mugged”?

I’ve got an article about Ron Kuby in American Thinker.  Kuby gets punched in the face, and suddenly he’s all for enforcing laws.  I don’t believe he is gay, by the way: he’s posing with a rainbow flag because he’s trying to portray himself as a victim of a homophobic hate crime (people don’t need to belong to identity groups for those groups to be counted as the “real victims” of “hate crime”).

If you’re planning on committing acts of violence against non-protected types of people, Kuby’s still your go-to lawyer, though. ... 

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Al Sharpton: Why Doesn’t The Media Remember His “Whore” Moment?

Don’t get me wrong: it’s always nice to see this disturbed hate-clown get even a little piece of what he deserves:

But Sharpton’s distaff comments about gays are not quite the right focus for the current scandal over Rush Linbaugh calling women s***s, Bill Maher calling women c***s, NPR comic Marc Maron wishing violent rape on Michelle Bachmann, or various other public figures and human rights activists dropping b-bombs and other slurs on women (note: by “various other public figures and human rights activists,” I mean every gay male political activist I’ve ever known, several well-placed professional lesbians, Salon’s entire “sex-positive” girl-staff, and the earth-shoe-wearing-man-heroes of the liberal Left). ... 

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Tina Fey Defiles Memory of Murdered Actor and Mocks Male Victims of Child Molestation While Denouncing “Hate Speech”

Tina Fey: hypocritical, thoughtless bitch

I don’t normally commit slurs to the page: I just think them. My non-slur caption for this photo was “Tina Fey: Not Derrida.”  But I can commit the word “bitch” to the page because calling someone a “bitch” doesn’t count as “hate speech” by Fey’s lights.  Unless, of course, it’s said about a man.  Otherwise it’s just banter.  It certainly isn’t something that summons images of men calling women “bitches” as they stomp their faces into gravel, or abandon their broken bodies on the tall grass side of the road, or boil the skin off their bones on the kitchen stove. ... 

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Why Isn’t Mbarek Lafrem Being Charged With a Hate Crime? ***Updated 4/13/10***

Mbarek Lafrem

Take a good look at the face of hate. This is Mbarek Lafrem, a Moroccan citizen who nearly beat a pediatric nurse to death in a New York City nightclub last month after she had the temerity to refuse to dance with him.  The nurse suffered multiple head wounds, including a skull fracture, broken eye socket, and shattered nose.  She was beaten around the face.  She was also attacked sexually: Lafrem is charged with attempted rape.  And attempted murder, because the attack was so severe. ... 

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Ash Joshi: “But Being a Quisling Apologist for Murderers is my Job”

Another great in-depth story in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution about chaos in the courts.  Note that Metro Atlanta courts other than Fulton County aren’t catch-and-releasing murder defendants like muddy-tasting catfish, like Fulton does.

Volume is no excuse: volume of cases means that judges and prosecutors should be appealing to the public for support and banging down doors at the Georgia General Assembly for more resources, not lowering standards. ... 

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What Works? Overcoming Fatalism by Fixing Broken Glass: New York City

Back in the 1980’s, when I was living in upstate New York and deciding where to go to college, New York City beckoned as an obvious choice: the schools, the libraries and bookstores, the Village.  I went down to Fordham for a campus visit.  The next day, I returned home, appalled.  The grounds were beautiful, but the neighborhood was so dangerous that security guards would not allow students to leave campus in groups smaller than 12.  Fordham was gated and patrolled like an embassy on enemy soil.  The streets a few blocks away looked like a war zone, and the subways surrounding it were filthy, subterranean toilets filled with more or less aggressive lunatics trying to catch your eye.

I know, I know: I was a wimp for not wanting to become one of those tough city denizens, Blondie-tough, the type who didn’t blink as they negotiated the human detritus piled up in the streets.  I was also a serious long-distance runner, and I couldn’t imagine living in a place where you needed to recruit 11 other people just in order to walk down the street.  And then, parks were off limits for runners at any hour of the day.  Even in the nicer parts of Manhattan, normal people went about their business only by studiously pretending they were not stepping over some zoned-out junkie passed out in a pool of vomit as they made their way from the subway to the street. ... 

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