Studies have shown that blacks have the highest self esteem of any race. That’s all well and good. But, we ought to question if we’re doing them any favors by pumping their estimation of their capabilities past what’s warranted by reality. That’s producing some bad results.
For instance, if you tell blacks that they’re not pawns but rather the builders of America who are being subjected to a campaign of murder, they’ll try to loot the country and burn it down. If you tell them they’re being used as pawns for the same reason their ancestors were used as slaves, that’d probably hurt their feelings but there’d be far less incitement to violence.
To use an analogy, lies are lighter fluid while the truth is a bucket of cold water. Case in point, a Florida man brutally killed his family and tried to burn down the house. Instead of having an attorney represent him at public expense, he’s doing that himself. Pumping him up will lead to him getting pumped with a fatal cocktail of chemicals. That’s not a loss, but hear me out.
It’s one thing to use this peculiarly black flavor of intellect to deduce that you’re the real Hebrews so that you and your friends get to dress up as comic book characters. It’s another thing to rely on it to prevent a lethal injection. The only thing that could save his life was taking a plea and showing up at sentencing doing his best Steve Urkel impression.
I watched some footage of the opening statements and found myself bursting out with laughter despite the morbid nature of the crime. “I wonder why, I would do something like that for no reason?!” he shouted at the jury sporting a wacky haircut and the sort of expression you’d expect to see on the face of a man ready to stab his spouse to death.
Blacks have a rhetorical tendency to derive confirmation bias from a turn of phrase that strikes them as clever, but is, in fact, logically unsound and moronic. “I’m smarter than you ever thought you was,” for example. They also tend to get it from a perceived mastery of vocabulary that the average black person doesn’t readily comprehend. Mr. Murderer did that with “premeditation,” asserting the state was premeditating to kill him.
One does wonder about the judge. When he informed her of his intention to represent himself, she should have replied “No. Because, you, sir, are an imbecile.” That way, he wouldn’t have gotten to cross examine his young son whom he stabbed, soaked in gasoline and lit on fire that evening. We’re never going to fix these people, but if we could just be honest with them, we’d all be better off.
I’m proud to officially announce my candidacy for the office of Dogcatcher.
