Just Like Us, You Say
Further to previous rumblings on the subject of crime, another small but noteworthy point:
Why, it’s almost as if antisocial tendencies were not neatly confined to only one form of expression.
This reply to the above is not, I think, entirely trivial:
Part of the reason that they were so desperate to cancel Live PD is that it showed 6 hours of this every weekend.
— someonesalt (@pervertputt) January 15, 2024
Indeed. As noted in one of our earlier discussions:
When finally apprehended, the thieves, themselves unharmed, were entirely unconcerned by the horror and destruction left in their wake, or the fact that it was all but miraculous that no-one had been killed. Instead, they were loudly indignant, as if they were the victims of the drama, heatedly objecting to the discomfort of handcuffs, and demanding to know why their phones had been confiscated. While, within earshot, injured children were being rushed to hospital.
Scenes like the above, of which there were many, may explain why progressives disliked the series, dismissing it as “copaganda.” I suspect the actual objection is not so much, as claimed, that the series portrayed the police in a sanitised or flattering light, as the officers were rarely the focus of the viewer’s attention.
The stars of each episode, if that’s the right word, were usually the lawbreakers. They, not the police, held the attention. They were generally the ones driving events, whether those events were alarming or farcical. And so, the series offered a glimpse into the mindset of the criminals – the recurring patterns of malevolence and selfishness – in their own words and by watching their own actions.
And obviously, we can’t have that. It makes pretentious sympathy much more difficult to muster.
Regarding those progressive assumptions and their routine departures from reality, I’d somehow forgotten about this chap:
I’d also forgotten about some of the professor’s peers and cheerleaders – among them, fellow educator Leigh Kimberg, who’s all about “compassion, healing, justice and equity,” and announcing her pronouns to random passers-by. She’s also somewhat miffed by expectations of rigour:
There’s more to be had via the links above, and in the subsequent threads.
Try not to steal anyone’s car while you’re reading.
Update, via the comments:
Regarding the conceit that habitual violent criminals are “just like everybody else,” Karl suggests,
Well, bafflingly lenient sentencing is hardly unheard of, and the irrecoverable pathology of persistent offenders can be difficult to grasp unless one has, regrettably, experienced it first-hand.
As noted here before, those who’ve witnessed or experienced serious, aggressive criminality may have been wrong-footed and inhibited by their own disbelief – their own struggle to process the alien behaviour that they’re seeing. Sociopathic activity and feral predation can – to the civilised – seem bewildering and surreal:
It’s also worth noting that the field of academic criminology, in which unrealism and excuses are pretty much the default, is notoriously left-tilted, here and overseas, with liberals and radical leftists outnumbering conservative colleagues by a ratio of around 30:1.
And it occurs to me that people in high-status professions, including legal professions, are more likely to have internalised high-status opinions, mouthed as a kind of social jewellery. And which, at the moment, include opinions such as these. According to which, the creatures treating us as mere prey – suckers from whom things can be taken – are the ones most deserving of our sympathy and indulgence.
Pretentious sympathy, of course. But still.
And so we have competitively activist legal professionals, such as Mr Clive Stafford Smith, mentioned here – a man who believes that the wellbeing of burglars is more important than the wellbeing of their numerous victims, especially if the burglar is a “young black person.” And who regards anger at being burgled and the subsequent sense of violation as plebeian and unsophisticated, while disdaining the victims’ expectations of justice as, and I quote, “idiotic attitudes.”
However, contra Mr Stafford Smith and his peers, the fact that I manage to walk down the street without sucker-punching random people for being the wrong race – or stealing a car and deliberately running down elderly cyclists, killing them, while laughing – is not down to my no longer living in a rough part of town.
To claim that the kinds of creatures who do these things repeatedly, often gleefully, are just like the rest of us – only more oppressed – is farcical and perverse. And a tad insulting.
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I can see what happened here.
Some race-grifting comedian heard the term “Black Lives Matter” and thinking it referred to the substance smeared across the road after a truck runs over a protester, decided to offer a course on it’s chemical analysis.
Given the amount of effort they put into excusing and protecting the savages who batter and burgle the word ‘secret’ seems out of place. ‘Maybe’ is likely ill-suited also.
Any course that counts towards an African American Studies major or minor will be bullshit
And there will be no knowledge gained during the course.
Final exams are for white people. Blacks are entitled to college degrees no matter how little intelligence and work ethic they have.
It’s amazing how many black Americans are attracted to this poisonous bullshit, and how many white liberals approve of it. If the course were Aryan Chemistry liberals would notice the problem.
Today I learned a new word.
Are they allowed to notice a certain commonality in cognomens?
Would that involve mostly working with Zyklon B?
Or “proof” that Jew cooties pollute Aryan genes.
Walgreens is closing pharmacies, chiefly in low-income “black and brown neighborhoods”. The reason given is “dynamics of the local market and changes in the buying habits of our patients and customers”, which is a euphemism for rampant theft and armed robbery.
Local politicians and activists are condemning this as racism, accusing Walgreens of “treating Black and brown customers as second-class citizens” and railing against “embedded economic inequality”.
How about the inequality of obedience to the law? It’s “interesting” how so many politicians and activists ignore the necessity of taking criminals off the streets.
Second-class citizens or first-class looters?
And where the dogshit goes in summer.
I sense another mapping app opportunity. San Francisco has something already but it follows excrement of the human kind.
sign up for Afrochemistry.
If they don’t cover throwing lightning, I’m not interested.
For those who missed the reference.
What should happen is every one of these incompetents gets dropped on a small North Atlantic island with nothing but the clothes on their backs.
What will happen is a lot of bureaucratic cover-up and some clown saying ‘mistakes were made.’
Not to blame the mother but…how does a mother go that long without some form of contact with her two year old child? Was there some sort of restraining order? Something else is obviously going on here but what? How is a mother kept away from her toddler for that long? What law were these people following, or supposed to be following?
From the picture of the father I think it a fair assumption this is one of those ‘families’ described by Theodore Dalrymple, characterised by a lack of any sense of responsibility or obligation or even the notion that such things exist.
You learn something every day, I always thought they just sheared sheep, but PETA has shown us the real way to get wool is by beating them to death.
Narcissists need attention.
the real way to get wool is by beating them to death.
Tbf, it’s how they take their flatmate’s clothes.
I recall seeing something recently to the effect that not shearing sheep was quite harmful, as the fleece gets too heavy for them, and also too hot; the combination in summer can be fatal. But what would I know (or even a sheep farmer), compared to a malignant narcissist living on a trust fund?
The ultimate authority on the shearing of sheep. Anything else might be sacrilegious.
IIRC, sheep were bred not to shed their coat – easier to trim it off the sheep than pick it off the underbrush.
Hmmm … sounds pretty groomer-ish to me, too.
Language lesson.
Is this true?
Hmmm … sounds pretty groomer-ish to me, too.
Okay, in Austin and Boulder, I get it, no, I expect it. But Akron and Oakland?
Someone needs to explain to these people that calling Akron the “Rubber Capital” has nothing to do with condoms. And Oakland, well Christ, it’s Oakland.
Because the tradwife did most household cooking, so obviously it wasn’t men’s work.
OTOH, it’s edible chemistry. There’s an episode of House where he experiments with cooking from a purely biochemical perspective, and he concocts masterpieces because he knows whether to add acid or alkaline, etc.
They’re iced buns, which you would know if you’d ever seen a series of Great British Bakeoff, because they’re Paul Hollywood’s favorites and he assigns them every time. They’re not exactly hot-dog buns–the dough is sweeter than that.
The most forgiving construal I can come up with is that they’re morally stupefied by endless deference and indulgence, and in-group uniformity, and are gripped by some kind of inchoate nihilism. Which is to say, that they have some, shall we say, personal issues to resolve.
For instance, this “scholar and activist” from Princeton University, who insists that the police must be “abolished,” and that “literally” nothing else remains to be said on the subject. No unconsidered variables. Because, one assumes, her mind is so vast that she’s had every last thought that could possibly be had:
Presumably, once the police have been “abolished,” as she desires, along with any expectation that thuggery and predation should have corrective consequences, and once every store in the area has been looted, denuded, and burned to the ground… well, everything will be fine.
Tickety-boo.
Until the ferals roam into her neighbourhood, I mean. The neighbourhood in which professors at Princeton live.
OT, but I just want to say, I tried listening to Stephen King’s latest novel, Holly, on Spotify while doing some editing.
Horrible. Too much of his political biases injected with no relevance to the story and a plot line with such a predictable ending that I stopped listening, said “This is what will happen . . .” and then looked it up. Yup, I was right. Also, pathetic and desperate attempts at pop culture references, including one where a mother is telling a detective that her missing daughter was homecoming queen and the detective says at least she didn’t get pig’s blood dropped on her.
Speculation: She is from one of those “urban” neighborhoods infested with ferals.
The only thing worse than a dindu in the ‘hood is a dindu in the university.
There are only a handful of Stephen King novels worth reading. These include Christine, The Dead Zone and The Shining. I think the latest bearable one I read was “From a Buick 8” published in 2002, though it may have been written earlier.
Most of them are identikit coke-fuelled boilerplate churn, with obnoxious politics and trite characters. I mean, how many drunk, dead-beat dads do we need to revisit?
Not even his 1978 novel The Stand appealed to me. I got through it but never wanted to read another.
Anyone who managed to grit their way through “It” (widely admired by people who never finished it) will attest to it being a pile of stellar nonsense suggesting that King had begun cutting his cocaine with hallucinogens even by this early date.
Allegedly.
Yesterday I brought you Afrochemistry, today I bring more Science!™.
From the US&A, for a mere $700,000 we learn girls can get pregnant if they don’t use birth control.
Quite the stunning revelation.
Meanwhile over in Davos, an indigenous way of knowings.
I’m not sure how spitting in people’s faces does that, I thought that sort of thing was reserved for the NYC subways.
OK I’m going to have to run that through my Little Orphan Annie decoder ring, stand by…
AFAB – “Assigned Female at Birth” – a woman then.
TRANS-IDENTIFIED – Mentally ill.
PEOPLE WHO HAVE PENISES – bit of a problem because it brings into question whether a tube of armpit flesh stitched onto the groin is considered by these wackjobs to be a “penis”. I’m going with no. So men then.
CISGENDER GIRLS – women.
TO BE PREGNANT – were they already pregnant? Or do the illiterate fuckwits mean BECOME PREGNANT? I leave this as an exercise for the reader.
Translation:
You’re welcome.
Moreover:
THIS HEALTH INEQUITY MUST BE ADDRESSED
Translation:
“Give us money”
Total money given:
$698,736.00
Yeah. Yeah. I know.
I’m guessing our professor, the one who demands that we “abolish” law enforcement, doesn’t want us to believe that creatures like this exist. You know, the kind of creatures who try to rape a young woman at knifepoint, in the middle of the road, in broad daylight, in front of the police.
And who keep on trying to do so until the bullets stop them.
Yet his books are readily available in either of my local library systems in (supposedly) red-MAGA country yet nothing by Friedrich Hayek nor Frédéric Bastiat nor George Santayana available. Not just my local branch but the entire system.
I’m reminded of a comedian that I saw once back in the 80’s. Rather well known at the time but I forget his name. He was riffing on relationships where people break up then get back together…then break up again, rinse, repeat. He compared it to taking milk out of the fridge, tasting it, realizing it has gone bad, then placing it back in and thinking that maybe it will be good tomorrow.
No, I’ll bet that our professor knows perfectly well that such creatures exist–but also believes that they are entitled to run wild. Because “equity” ‘n sheet.
The people who get degrees in “African American Studies” are overwhelmingly people of low intelligence and/or low character. This applies ten-fold to those who take those degrees and get jobs in AA Studies and DEI.
I belatedly edited a typo-cum-brain-fart. The comment now reads,
Which seems more likely.
A case in point and a dead horse I expect to be beating until my dying days…smart people. Smaaaaart. I’m quite certain they have read a lot of books. Far, far more than the average mid-wit, so called. Far more than even I or many other successful people whom I have known in life. Yet those jeenyuses are hell bent to destroy western civilization. The civilization that they themselves live in and benefit from. Because smaaaart. Read books and shit.
More on that in tomorrow’s Ephemera.
When I found the item, your rumblings on the subject actually came to mind.
I keep telling people this place is, like, totally switched-on and interactive.
[ Clicks fingers, attempts to stand on skateboard. ]
Fuck me – it sure can take a lot of bullets. Justified too, since he was still attempting more love-stabs after the 13th shot.
I almost want to ask about the other dindus just hanging around the rapist while he gets shot to death. Were they helping? And if so whom? One seems oddly unperturbed at walking directly into the line of gunfire, which makes me suppose he’s also not right in the head.
Of course, the entire neighbourhood of morally upright citizens have expressed their unequivocal support for the police officer who shot the degenerate criminal scumbag mid-rape.
Just kidding!
Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque recurret et mala perrumpet furtim fastidia victrix. — Horace
Their depth of knowledge isn’t the issue; it’s their will to power, their dark tetrad traits, and their desire to burn it all down and rule over the ashes.
The level of contempt the Davos crowd has for mankind is unprecedented.
At risk of pointing out the obvious, and indeed the routine, The Gathered And Indignant don’t seem overly interested in the young woman who was the actual victim of the drama, the one being horrifically assaulted in broad daylight, and pinned to the road surface with a knife held to her face.
And in the space where one might think other feelings might go – shame, perhaps, or the mortification at being related to a stabby-rapey monster – instead, we get the ritual of displaced responsibility and racial narcissism. Presumably, the relatives and assorted ‘activists’ would prefer a world in which men – specifically black men – can get all rapey-and-stabby with little risk of serious injury.
Well rapey-stabby-man was actively promoting gun-free rape zones.