It might do Durham good to step back from the trees, and see how the forest looks through the out-of-state eyes of a born and breed Southerner.
I’ve never seen anything in my 34-year journalism career that compares to the apparent racism, motivated by the desire for political gain, that fuels the Duke lacrosse team’s rape accusations. The only high-profile analogy I know is Alabama’s attempt to lynch, legally of course, the Scottsboro Boys in 1931.
Douglas O. Linder, the Elmer Powell Peer Professor of Law at the University of Missouri – Kansas City School of Law, wrote about that trial (http://www.law.umkc.edu/faculty/projects/ftrials/scottsboro/scottsb.htm):
“No crime in American history-- let alone a crime that never occurred-- produced as many trials, convictions, reversals, and retrials as did an alleged gang rape of two white girls by nine black teenagers on a Southern Railroad freight run on March 25, 1931.
“Over the course of the two decades that followed, the struggle for justice of the ‘Scottsboro Boys,’ as the black teens were called, made celebrities out of anonymities, launched and ended careers, wasted lives, produced heroes . . . and divided America's political left.”
The parallels already scream at us. First, now, as then, did a crime occur?
There is already more than enough reasonable doubt from evidence made public. Thank the unrelenting efforts of your local journalists digging out the truth, despite the best efforts of District Attorney Mike Nifong, and your police chief, Steven Chalmers, to hide it from you.
This is the First Amendment and Government in the Sunshine protecting you from the state’s police power. Keep that in mind when you complain about the Founding Fathers, and subsequent state legislators, putting them in place.
The latest public revelation proves defendant Reade Seligmann was nowhere near the accuser’s claimed rape location.
The only time for the DA’s crime theory of the rape is 12:10 a.m. to 12:30 a.m. Time-stamped digital photos of the accuser eliminate all other times.
The Grand Jury’s indictment claims Mr. Seligmann, “willfully and feloniously, did ravish and carnally know” the accuser “by force and against her will.” Further, he kidnapped her, “for the purposes of terrorizing her and facilitating the commission of the felonies . . .”
To be true, the defendant had to pull off those crimes in less than four minutes. That’s all the time there is once you know Mr. Seligmann’s cell phone proves he called a taxi at 12:14 a.m., left the scene at 12:19 a.m., hit his ATM at 12:24 a.m., and digitally checked into his dorm room at 12:49 a.m.
Going back to those digital photos, the other defendant, Collin Finnerty, doesn’t show up in any of them. It’s reasonable to ask why he doesn’t.
Something else doesn’t show up either: neither his DNA, nor the DNA of anybody else who is white and on the Duke lacrosse team shows up on the accuser - the accuser who was supposedly brutally beaten, raped, and sodomized.
Mr. Nifong’s sleight-of-hand explanation was the rapists wore long sleeves and jackets. Mr. Nifong is no magician; his trick doesn’t work once you know the digital photos prove they wore short sleeves.
I don’t know anyone who believes him any longer. Regardless, Mr. Nifong said he is going for a third defendant.
File as he wills, without a miraculous recovery, he, the police chief, the judge who presides, and every other person whose fingerprints end up on this case, will become infamous. Their legacy will be on par with those involved with the Scottsboro Boys.
Just as Jim Crow didn’t leave town until whites stopped lying about their racist apartheid policies against blacks, this DA’s travesty won’t end until those blacks and their white allies organizing the daily protests stop lying about appearing to be the “new whites” persecuting the “new blacks.” Just as in the Scottsboro Boys case, it’s all about the color of a person’s skin.
Anyone will understand why Mr. Nifong isn’t taking interview appointments. If the truth, mined by journalists, continues to show his actions are as ill bent as they all appear to be so far, he’ll likely face charges of malicious prosecution. If that happens, the chief may well join him in the dock.
It’s time for the governor or attorney general to pull the plug on Mr. Nifong and Chief Chalmers. North Carolina’s commitment to eliminating racism in the criminal justice system is on trial across America and around the world.
So far, Durham looks to join 1931 Alabama as guilty of racist motivations.
Mr. Nifong’s political ambitions are destroying lives, careers, the university, and the community itself. The police chief appears as his accomplice. But justice will come.
Just as it did for those who persecuted the Scottsboro Boys.
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Thursday, April 20, 2006
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
They want to be Americans - They are just like us
The biggest political rally in recent memory: More than 1,000 people showed up at the Martin Luther King Jr. Plaza Monday on the immigration issue. Just as the Civil Rights Movement caught up Pensacola then, this one catches Pensacola now.
Already people speak about what “they” want from “us.”
After Ivan, people hailed the presumed Mexicans a Godsend. Not that they were all actually Mexican nationals; if their skin was brown they got the label. Born off the beaches of Santa Rosa County, USA, or Santa Rosa, Peru, no one I know asked to see a Green Card from the people putting our lives back together.
But before long, anti-brown fever began to spread.
You know its symptoms: They walked late night in “gangs” at food stores, startling us. They spoke a language foreign to us; were they talking about us, laughing at us, plotting against us?
They were hard-working dirty, paid with big rolls of cash, and seemed too loud, or too quiet, for us.
We liked the idea they worked for cheap. We didn’t think the contractors were cheap; we thought they were legalized extortionists. But, we said to ourselves, just think what the price would be if they didn’t hire that cheap Mexican labor.
The brown-skinned profile shrank when many headed west, itinerant manual labor in Katrina’s ravaging wake.
But many stayed. Many, many more than many non-Hispanics ever imagined.
When 1,000 gathered in the plaza, it shocked many non-Hispanics. “They” were still here. And they wanted to stay here.
On the intellectualized level of theory and photographic images recalled from youth, immigration doesn’t bother white non-Hispanics. The word conjures up old daguerreotypes of huddled masses -- Italian, Russian, Irish, German, and Slavic, mixed among the other European bloodlines flooding Ellis Island.
But Monday’s rally replaced theory and nostalgia with visible reality. It brought home that these immigrants don’t look like us. They don’t speak like us.
Their real crime is that they don’t fit into the mental pictures of immigrants at Ellis Island whose progeny is us.
The Founding Fathers instructed us about becoming an American. The 1790 Naturalization Act made it crystal clear.
If you were free, white, and male, lived on this side of the border for two years – no matter how you got here, with one year lived in any particular state, territory, or district, didn’t break any laws, and told a court of record you swear allegiance to the US Constitution, you are a bona fide US citizen.
No muss, no fuss, no multi-billion dollar bureaucracies.
The dirty little secret of immigration legislation your congressman won’t confess is the law only changes when they – the immigrants who don’t look like the current us group in power, becomes too visible.
History tells the truth, even if the members of Congress don’t.
The 1798 Naturalization Act increased residency to 14 years. Why? Because the Federalists wanted to keep French and Irish immigrants from becoming citizens. They voted Democratic-Republican. America’s second revolution, the election of 1800, swept it away when Congress repealed it in 1802.
The law didn’t change significantly until 1882. Congress declared they, Chinese in America, were taking the West away from us. The Chinese Exclusion Act’s motivation is self-evident.
Congress passed The Immigration Act of 1917 to protect us from Asiatic and British Indian geographic zones -- unless the immigrant was white. They could come in; they were like us.
Eugenicist Madison Grant’s 1916 book, The Passing of the Great Race promoting northern European superiority maintained through racial hygiene, focused the next two changes.
By 1921, Grant inspired Congress to believe they who threatened us were southern and eastern Europeans. The Emergency Quota Act cut their allowable numbers by 75 percent. The 1924 Immigration Quota Act squeezed them further. If that’s your heritage, be glad your grandfolks got in, before Congress kept them out.
Since World War II, Congress has passed more immigration acts than it did in the entire prior history of America. Each new bill worsens the situation’s downward death spiral.
Dan McFaul, US Rep. Jeff Miller’s brilliant public front man, brought home the issue’s tortured convulsions of corkscrew thinking. We knew they wouldn’t take the Republic away from us because his boss, courageously, “supports legal immigration.”
So who doesn’t? It was a no-brainer embarrassment of a brain-dead position.
He could respect our intelligence enough to say that just like every other immigration fight from the moment our nation was born, this one is about the fear that they will take away our lifestyle and power from us.
There are two lessons here. First, this is the Founding Fathers’ American Dream: After two years, if you abide by our laws and then swear to support our Constitution on the record in open court, you are a bona fide American. They never passed any law making the act of being here, by itself, a crime.
The second is shorter, but incredibly more powerful: The Hispanics in the Plaza are exactly what our Founding Fathers wanted. They want to be Americans.
They are just like us.
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Kenneth E. Lamb hosts the news-interview program “Sunday Morning” broadcast on NewsTalk 1370 WCOA, produced in cooperation with the Pensacola News Journal.
Find the entire index of various blogs at his Blogger Profile (http://www.blogger.com/profile/14444338) or visit his personal site, KennethELamb.com for great portal links and his full bio.
Already people speak about what “they” want from “us.”
After Ivan, people hailed the presumed Mexicans a Godsend. Not that they were all actually Mexican nationals; if their skin was brown they got the label. Born off the beaches of Santa Rosa County, USA, or Santa Rosa, Peru, no one I know asked to see a Green Card from the people putting our lives back together.
But before long, anti-brown fever began to spread.
You know its symptoms: They walked late night in “gangs” at food stores, startling us. They spoke a language foreign to us; were they talking about us, laughing at us, plotting against us?
They were hard-working dirty, paid with big rolls of cash, and seemed too loud, or too quiet, for us.
We liked the idea they worked for cheap. We didn’t think the contractors were cheap; we thought they were legalized extortionists. But, we said to ourselves, just think what the price would be if they didn’t hire that cheap Mexican labor.
The brown-skinned profile shrank when many headed west, itinerant manual labor in Katrina’s ravaging wake.
But many stayed. Many, many more than many non-Hispanics ever imagined.
When 1,000 gathered in the plaza, it shocked many non-Hispanics. “They” were still here. And they wanted to stay here.
On the intellectualized level of theory and photographic images recalled from youth, immigration doesn’t bother white non-Hispanics. The word conjures up old daguerreotypes of huddled masses -- Italian, Russian, Irish, German, and Slavic, mixed among the other European bloodlines flooding Ellis Island.
But Monday’s rally replaced theory and nostalgia with visible reality. It brought home that these immigrants don’t look like us. They don’t speak like us.
Their real crime is that they don’t fit into the mental pictures of immigrants at Ellis Island whose progeny is us.
The Founding Fathers instructed us about becoming an American. The 1790 Naturalization Act made it crystal clear.
If you were free, white, and male, lived on this side of the border for two years – no matter how you got here, with one year lived in any particular state, territory, or district, didn’t break any laws, and told a court of record you swear allegiance to the US Constitution, you are a bona fide US citizen.
No muss, no fuss, no multi-billion dollar bureaucracies.
The dirty little secret of immigration legislation your congressman won’t confess is the law only changes when they – the immigrants who don’t look like the current us group in power, becomes too visible.
History tells the truth, even if the members of Congress don’t.
The 1798 Naturalization Act increased residency to 14 years. Why? Because the Federalists wanted to keep French and Irish immigrants from becoming citizens. They voted Democratic-Republican. America’s second revolution, the election of 1800, swept it away when Congress repealed it in 1802.
The law didn’t change significantly until 1882. Congress declared they, Chinese in America, were taking the West away from us. The Chinese Exclusion Act’s motivation is self-evident.
Congress passed The Immigration Act of 1917 to protect us from Asiatic and British Indian geographic zones -- unless the immigrant was white. They could come in; they were like us.
Eugenicist Madison Grant’s 1916 book, The Passing of the Great Race promoting northern European superiority maintained through racial hygiene, focused the next two changes.
By 1921, Grant inspired Congress to believe they who threatened us were southern and eastern Europeans. The Emergency Quota Act cut their allowable numbers by 75 percent. The 1924 Immigration Quota Act squeezed them further. If that’s your heritage, be glad your grandfolks got in, before Congress kept them out.
Since World War II, Congress has passed more immigration acts than it did in the entire prior history of America. Each new bill worsens the situation’s downward death spiral.
Dan McFaul, US Rep. Jeff Miller’s brilliant public front man, brought home the issue’s tortured convulsions of corkscrew thinking. We knew they wouldn’t take the Republic away from us because his boss, courageously, “supports legal immigration.”
So who doesn’t? It was a no-brainer embarrassment of a brain-dead position.
He could respect our intelligence enough to say that just like every other immigration fight from the moment our nation was born, this one is about the fear that they will take away our lifestyle and power from us.
There are two lessons here. First, this is the Founding Fathers’ American Dream: After two years, if you abide by our laws and then swear to support our Constitution on the record in open court, you are a bona fide American. They never passed any law making the act of being here, by itself, a crime.
The second is shorter, but incredibly more powerful: The Hispanics in the Plaza are exactly what our Founding Fathers wanted. They want to be Americans.
They are just like us.
-30-
Kenneth E. Lamb hosts the news-interview program “Sunday Morning” broadcast on NewsTalk 1370 WCOA, produced in cooperation with the Pensacola News Journal.
Find the entire index of various blogs at his Blogger Profile (http://www.blogger.com/profile/14444338) or visit his personal site, KennethELamb.com for great portal links and his full bio.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Glat Kosher - why Hecht's Bookstore is always your first call!
I don’t usually plug a business, but this time I’m going to make an exception. I’m going to order two mezuzahs for my home and office, two hamsas for the same, and some other items along those lines.
Stay with me for a minute, and you’ll see where this is heading. Whether you are Jewish or Gentile you need this information. I’m going to tell you where I go to get those types of things, and why you should make this business your first call whenever you are shopping for such items.
I’m an Apostolic Christian. I’m not going to go into a theological discussion or explanation about it at this point; I offer that up to say that as a Gentile and student of Classical Judaism, I’m always looking for authentic Jewish resources.
Back beginning in 1993, when I started working for the Jewish Information Network, based in NYC, Cantor Beck, president of the JIN, introduced me to Rabbi Shalom Hecht, owner of Hecht’s Bookstore, and the C & S Skullcap Company, at 1265 Coney Island Avenue in Brooklyn.
As the only Gentile to work for the JIN, (it is a conserva-dox oriented organization focused on Jewish education and stopping assimilation), in addition to being a researcher and author, I was the Shabbat Goy. Call your rabbi, or a rabbi, for the details about that. At any rate, let’s just say it is fun getting to talk to the best and the brightest at The Yeshiva University, the Israeli government, at Jewish organizations, scholars, rabbis, and civic leaders – among a host of other categories and people.
Back to Hecht’s. If you want anything Judaica, anything in reference works, anything for your shul – or for your church, or whatever it is that you call your place where you worship the god of your understanding, anything in clothing, anything for gifts, items for the home or business . . . you get the drift, anything Jewish – and you want to know it is pure orthodox, glat kosher . . . you want to go to this web site: http://www.gotjudaica.com/.
Make sure you Bookmark it (Firefox, Netscape, Opera) - or share it to your Favorites (Internet Explorer) so you won’t go crazy in the future trying to remember where to find this treasure trove web site!
If you go to the customer service link, you will get their store phone number, and street address. You will talk to one of four people – the elder Rabbi Hecht who founded the business in 1961, his wife Joan, her sister Harriet, or Rabbi Hecht’s son – the younger Rabbi Shea Hecht.
OK, we’re talking family business here. We’re talking about incredible service, outrageous levels of knowledge, and again, more authentic and kosher than anywhere else on the planet.
Bottom Line: Anything you want, the Hechts can get for you. They ship worldwide. It will be 100% kosher – beyond any doubt whatsoever.
Here are two final notes for credibility’s sake:
First, NO, I don’t have any business interest in Hecht’s, or their affiliates, or anything else associated with them, and I don’t get any money for click-throughs to their site. I’m writing this 100% straight up as a journalist – using the rules a person my age imbued within, as opposed to the corrupt set of so-called ethics practiced by the glamour queens of today’s media-entertainment industry. I put all that in knowing the incredible cynicism of today’s bloggers and their readers – which is unfortunately more often than not very well justified.
Second, and much more important, when the New York City Board of Rabbis commissioned the menorah for the 9/11 site, they commissioned the younger Rabbi Hecht to design it, build it, and place it. What does that tell you about them?
OK, so use a little moxie, and schlep on over to their web site, or give them a call directly. Without any doubt whatsoever, you will be very, very pleased.
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Stay with me for a minute, and you’ll see where this is heading. Whether you are Jewish or Gentile you need this information. I’m going to tell you where I go to get those types of things, and why you should make this business your first call whenever you are shopping for such items.
I’m an Apostolic Christian. I’m not going to go into a theological discussion or explanation about it at this point; I offer that up to say that as a Gentile and student of Classical Judaism, I’m always looking for authentic Jewish resources.
Back beginning in 1993, when I started working for the Jewish Information Network, based in NYC, Cantor Beck, president of the JIN, introduced me to Rabbi Shalom Hecht, owner of Hecht’s Bookstore, and the C & S Skullcap Company, at 1265 Coney Island Avenue in Brooklyn.
As the only Gentile to work for the JIN, (it is a conserva-dox oriented organization focused on Jewish education and stopping assimilation), in addition to being a researcher and author, I was the Shabbat Goy. Call your rabbi, or a rabbi, for the details about that. At any rate, let’s just say it is fun getting to talk to the best and the brightest at The Yeshiva University, the Israeli government, at Jewish organizations, scholars, rabbis, and civic leaders – among a host of other categories and people.
Back to Hecht’s. If you want anything Judaica, anything in reference works, anything for your shul – or for your church, or whatever it is that you call your place where you worship the god of your understanding, anything in clothing, anything for gifts, items for the home or business . . . you get the drift, anything Jewish – and you want to know it is pure orthodox, glat kosher . . . you want to go to this web site: http://www.gotjudaica.com/.
Make sure you Bookmark it (Firefox, Netscape, Opera) - or share it to your Favorites (Internet Explorer) so you won’t go crazy in the future trying to remember where to find this treasure trove web site!
If you go to the customer service link, you will get their store phone number, and street address. You will talk to one of four people – the elder Rabbi Hecht who founded the business in 1961, his wife Joan, her sister Harriet, or Rabbi Hecht’s son – the younger Rabbi Shea Hecht.
OK, we’re talking family business here. We’re talking about incredible service, outrageous levels of knowledge, and again, more authentic and kosher than anywhere else on the planet.
Bottom Line: Anything you want, the Hechts can get for you. They ship worldwide. It will be 100% kosher – beyond any doubt whatsoever.
Here are two final notes for credibility’s sake:
First, NO, I don’t have any business interest in Hecht’s, or their affiliates, or anything else associated with them, and I don’t get any money for click-throughs to their site. I’m writing this 100% straight up as a journalist – using the rules a person my age imbued within, as opposed to the corrupt set of so-called ethics practiced by the glamour queens of today’s media-entertainment industry. I put all that in knowing the incredible cynicism of today’s bloggers and their readers – which is unfortunately more often than not very well justified.
Second, and much more important, when the New York City Board of Rabbis commissioned the menorah for the 9/11 site, they commissioned the younger Rabbi Hecht to design it, build it, and place it. What does that tell you about them?
OK, so use a little moxie, and schlep on over to their web site, or give them a call directly. Without any doubt whatsoever, you will be very, very pleased.
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