Of Things Prostituted - Just About Everything "Made in the U.S.A, That Is)

"Over the past six months, 60 Minutes has examined nearly the entire case file, more than 2,000 documents, including police reports, witness statements and medical records. The evidence 60 Minutes has seen reveals disturbing facts about the conduct of the police and the district attorney, and raises serious concerns about whether or not a rape even occurred."
Ed Bradley, 60 Minutes: The Duke Rape Case CBS

I’d like to point out that Ed Bradley, who died a while back of leukemia, was black, an Afro-American. So are people like the Reverend Jesse Jackson and the Reverend Al Sharpton. This little essay has a great deal to do with the galaxial gulfs between the latter two and the former. Bradley was a stud, the kind made by integrity. That others are just stuff – here, while the ecosystem and political system sustains them.

Of course, last night made for some interesting television viewing. There was the impossible to believe or accept – by anyone rational, that is – uproar surrounding the Don Imus matter. And there was the excruciatingly long – anyone remember that “old document” and something about “right to a speedy trial” – overdue dropping of rape charges against the Duke University Lacrosse Team Three. I’ve frankly never heard anything like it. Many words with which to describe the affair come to mind. Closing my eyes and poking at the list, I choose “despicable.” That’ll do – nicely.

The principals last night were many, however, and there was much to be learned. First, one needs to remind himself of Operation Mockingbird. For those here for the first time, Mockingbird was the Central Intelligence Agency program designed to co-opt and gain control of the news media, in order to acquire control of public opinion. The “dumbing-down” of the citizenry here was an integral part of and goal of that program. Mockingbird was initiated in the early 1950s. When you have reminded yourself of the march of technology, open-heart surgery and transplants, stem-cell technology, man landing on the moon, and the like, it should tell you all you require to recognize what follows here.

Let me pause parenthetically, however, to remind you also that during all of the few days since the Imus and Duke University matters reared their ugly heads, literally scores of people – among them our own citizens, persons “endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights” - were brutally killed in Iraq and Afghanistan. You make your own comparisons of the media responses to the several things. It should also let you recognize that of which I speak.

First among the principals I referred to a minute ago was a man named Steve Capus, identified by the host of the TV Show I was watching as “NBC News President.” The host did not say “man.” Good thing - that would have done it for me. This gutless, metrosexual creep sat there cringing cravenly and protecting his canary balls as he bowed down to his god - money and the opinion of the mob by which he gains it. To call that thing “man” would have make me puke. Jesus! –What a spectacle!

Now, I should point out here, too, that up to about two months or so ago, I didn’t know who the hell Don Imus was, and had never seen or heard him. My interests in the whole matter have to do with what is represented by his case, which is perhaps the differential limit of the pace at which our society and its societal mind has been deteriorating. We have as a nation and society been reduced to the childish.

“Mommy, Donnie called me a bad word.”

It reminds you of the two-year old whose temper tantrum held up that airline flight awhile back, and if you believe this of the entire Afro-American community, the mental Operation Mockingbird conditioning of your mind has you in roughly the mental state of a monkey. As I say, there are Ed Bradleys and then there are Jesse Jacksons. When the hell will you learn enough history to recognize “divide and conquer?”

But then, there are Crystal Gail Mangums, too. Unless the North Carolina system of justice – cut and paste with the appropriate comas here everything I said about Steven Capus - changes its mind (I keep hitting these words somehow made provocative last night; this one is laughable), the only justice (b-a-a-a-r-f-f) she will face is the public exposure of her name and the revelation to all the stunned and stupefied nation that, if she had had her way, three young men innocent of any guilt would have been sent to prison.

How many would that have been? Who knows? All we can know, now, is why.

“Why” is the rest of the principals in the two matters. First, of course, and having to do with the curmudgeonly Imus, are the Reverends, the one who is the randy demagogue and the one who is the Judas Goat for anyone stupid enough to be his follower.

Then there are the baying hounds and harrying harpies who have suddenly gone significantly silent. Too many to list here, in point of fact, the filth-feeding frenzies of the kind excited by the possibility (probability, actually; as I said yesterday, hate and smut sells) of television fame and fortune went on for weeks. These were just about without exception identifiable by the sexist and racist biases anyone observing news events in the past three or four decades would recognize immediaqtely. Things that sell must be made very public, after all.

The only males willing to condemn the Duke Lacrosse players without a single scintilla or shred of evidence, for instance, were black. The rest were women. Among the men – again I use the word merely to identify gender; guys like this wouldn’t make that pimple on a real man’s ass my grandfather used to speak of – was one named Anthony B. Bradley. A man – gender only again – is often best condemned by his own words, and these will do (yes, out of context – but these epitomize the rest):

“What is desperately needed is a hero to emerge from Duke’s lacrosse team, one who is committed to justice and human dignity, to make what may be the toughest decision of his life—that is, to tell the truth.

“There must be at least one man on the team whose conscience is ablaze at the flammable injustice of what he saw, heard, or knows and wants to stand up and shout, ‘ENOUGH!! Here’s what really happened’.”

There were many more like Bradley, the Reverends, for instance (ask yourself what kind of religion it is that guys like this preach).

Chief priestess of the harpies declaiming against the Duke Three was the Satanic-looking Nancy Grace. The shear rabidity of this strange women is downright unsettling, scary (how the hell do these so obviously flawed people get where they are?). Frankly, parenthetically, I sense emotional scars from something in her past. At one point in the cacophony and uproar in the aftermath of “the victim’s” charges against the players, I swear I thought the woman had become unhinged, even intimating not only that no trial of the accused players was necessary, but holding that due process would somehow be offensive to all women. It’s hard to pick anything that would synopsize the blabber of this bilious broad, but this is exemplary.

This was March 31, 2006, from a CNN transcript:

GRACE: “OK, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Let’s go out to Dave Foley, defense attorney. Don’t move, Kevin Miller! David Foley, if they’re innocent, why not cooperate? Why stall? Why did they have to have a court order for 46 or 47 lacrosse members to give DNA? It’s very simple. You take something that looks like a Q-tip. You swab the inside of your mouth. It’s nothing more than like a doctor looking for a sore throat. Why? Why wouldn’t they give their DNA? Let’s think about it, Dave Foley! Give me your best shot.”

DAVE FOLEY, DEFENSE ATTORNEY: “Well, Nancy, in terms of this, we’re dealing with young people, OK, who are not necessarily familiar with the law, number one. So they need to have their legal rights...”

GRACE: “You’re kidding, right?

FOLEY: “... protected...”

GRACE: “You’re -- you’re kidding?”

FOLEY (astonished): “No, I’m not kidding.”

Friend, if that doesn’t raise the hair on your neck, nothing will. And that was the only the glint on the tip of the iceberg that is the rest of her haranguing for the mob. More excerpts like this one can be found at:

http://liestoppers.blogspot.com/2006/09/hag-of-hoax-nomination-nancygrace.html

Here’s a sample, also from a CNN transcript - May 11, 2006 - and on the website just cited: Grace’s insanely bloviating and babbling cheerleading for the prosecution reached its peak the day specious news of fingernail DNA from one of the accused players was supposedly leaked to the media. The gimlet-eyed former DA even went so far as to gleefully declare, “Touchdown!"

GRACE: “Well, it all looked bleak for the prosecution of the Duke lacrosse team multiple rape case. At the 11th hour, suddenly, a Hail Mary pass was thrown, and it’s a touchdown for the state! Apparently, DNA matching one of these three lacrosse players has turned up under the nails of the student-turned-stripper.-----“

(Hal’s note: compare this with the uproar over Don Imus having called a basketball team “ho.” Which is more serious? Which more damaging? Need I say, “I rest my case?”). Continuing:

GRACE: “... that there is her positive identification of three of the suspects, 100 percent, 100 percent and 90 percent, that the timeline fits with her story, and the rape kit nurse says she saw signs of recent anal and vaginal trauma consistent with rape. Am I missing something?------“

(Hal’s note: need I say more? “Ho” was more damaging and dangerous than this? Who’s kidding whom?_

GRACE: “And now, of course, we know the allegations that this young lady changed her story were completely false. To Stephen Miller, Duke student and executive of the Duke Conservative Union, all right, so the allegation she changed her story, false. We now have 100 percent identifications of two people, and now there’s DNA. So have you filed your transfer papers yet?”

(Hal’s note: tell me how more wrong – and malicious – you can be._

That’s enough of that - the obnoxious and inimical-to-everything-either –Constitutional-or-complimentary to her gender character of her television persona being familiar to everyone who watches. There were more - many, many more – members of the quasi lynch mob. How about New York Times sports columnist Selena Roberts.

"The season is over, but the paradox lives on in Duke's lacrosse team, a group of privileged players of fine pedigree entangled in a night that threatens to belie their social standing as human beings.

"Something happened March 13, when a woman, hired to dance at a private party, alleged that three lacrosse players sexually assaulted her in a bathroom for 30 minutes. According to reported court documents, she was raped, robbed, strangled and was the victim of a hate crime. She was also reportedly treated at a hospital for vaginal and anal injuries consistent with sexual assault and rape.

"Players have been forced to give up their DNA, but to the dismay of investigators, none have come forward to reveal an eyewitness account.

"Maybe the team captains are right. Maybe the allegations are baseless.

"But why is it so hard to gather the facts? Why is any whisper of a detail akin to snitching?"

Then, there were columnists, bloggers, and writers like Kimberly Guilfoyle, Georgia Goslee, Wendy Murphy, and a host of others. For a sampling of the harpy lynch mob, here are a number of forums, with long threads of exemplary commentary. Like I said, nothing convicts anyone like his own words:

http://www.acton.org/ppolicy/comment/article.php?article=320

http://durhamwonderland.blogspot.com/2007/01/murphys-latest.html

http://durhamwonderland.blogspot.com/2007/01/goslee-files.html

http://durhamwonderland.blogspot.com/2007/02/graceless.html

Murphy, in particular, is, like Nancy Grace, hung out to dry. A few minutes ago, appearing on an MSNBC (Tucker Carlson) show, Murphy betrayed the fang-baring fear of a cornered wolf bitch. She knows she’s “dead.” For an adjunct professor of law at New England School of Law who is often a guest “analyst” (that’s a fraud in itself, inasmuch as the individuals function solely as actors reading the script provided them by those who hired them), Murphy displayed astonishing dopiness, pillorying the athletes and making it very clear that in her professional opinion as a former prosecutor, they were guilty. Only ideological fervor can explain blind, driven behavior like this. It’s amazing, but it is very familiar, these days.

And, it’s perhaps the best look possible at the reason we have jailed hundreds – and probably thousands of innocent men now proved not guilty by DNA testing, have particularly a look at:

http://blackfeminism.org/index.php/2006/03/28/duke-u-lacrosse-team-rape-case/

Of course, all this is all military industrial complex deception, the smoke and mirrors kind, and the raisson d’etre now for the nation’s news media. Like the perversion of the tabloid newspapers, the eighth-grade level, mind-numbing daytime soap operas and their sex and violence minimalist night-time counterparts, and patently absurd “reality” shows elsewhere on television, the theatrical side of Operation Mockingbird bombards the public with behaviorist-designed propaganda assaults on the public consciousness. In battlefield tactics, the strategy is that of the diversion.

In this, the latest sally for the Mockingbird technicians, the tactic is three-layered, serving two purposes and deceiving two sectors of the society by playing one against the other while stealing the public blind or selling them out to the highest bidder. Using the hatred it has carefully cultivated for decades like an orchestra conductor his baton, the government media conceals the horrendous legal implications of the feminist and racist frenzy resulted from the Duke Lacrosse Team matter with that of the new media feeding frenzy surrounding Don Imus. Playing the black community like a violin, and demagogues like Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton like a pigeon-drop scammer his mark, the Mockingbird media keeps the public hypnotized.

Their country and nation dissolving around them, “Americans” can find nothing better to do than shout child-like insults over child-like affairs. “Mommy, he called me a name.”

The sad, very sad, aspect of the Imus case is the fact, incontrovertible but apparently totally incomprehensible to the black community, that everything being said by their purported and supposed representatives and spokesman, supports – even confirms – everything being alleged concerning them by their racist enemies. The black reaction to this is just what I’ve already said. “Mommy, he called me a name.” Folks, that’s NOT the reaction of the mature and grown-up – individual or culture. I sincerely agonize for you.

Meanwhile, the killing in Iraq went on. With the flow-strip at the bottom of the screen un-commenting, I went to the computer to learn of the latest figures. It’s a full-fledged civil war now, incidentally, a slaughter. The Congress went on dithering and faking their continual for decades now quarrel (remind you of anything else here?), criminals of all manner and description continued to pour across our border with Mexico, victims of Hurricanes Katrina and Rita languished in the desperate straits they were found in at the time immediately after the storms, the gap between the poor being purchased at their expense by the thirty-five thousand lobbyists being pandered to by our representatives, our kids continued their accelerating dive into mindless degeneracy, and the nation’s males learned that their freedom is no more certain than the word of a prostitute stripper.

But Don Imus got fired for saying “ho.” Wait till Santa Claus gets caught. That’ll really be something to watch.