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Black violence and white desperation go hand in hand.

And now the district attorneys, mayors and judges around the country opening the doors to jails and prisons because “there are too many black people in prison,” more and more people are wondering how the law will protect them.

And many don’t have answers.

All this, and more mass shootings from the last week on this new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

Black violence and white desperation go hand in hand.

Forget the talking heads.

If you want to see how the fellas feel about America, check how the behave on the Fourth of July.

This is the strongest proof yet how much they are just not into us or our lousy, evil country.

So let’s do a Magical Mystery Tour of the black violence and mayhem around the country this Independence Day.

And as a special treat, we even have a special guide: Michelle Obama and Gayle King.

A new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

And don’t forget this one either: A collection of black mass shootings from the LAST WEEK. If I told you how many there are without showing you, you would not believe me.

I would not believe. But here goes: 37. 

Damn.

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Letter from Caroline.

Hi Mr. Flaherty,

I just listened to your latest podcast. Now, I know why the Owings Mills Mall closed! 

I read two books that have helped shape my perspective on personal safety and threat assessment. Gavin DeBecker’s Gift of Fear wherein I learned why and how and because of whom there was enacted the law in New York where juveniles can be tried as adults. Willie Bosket. Scary child.

Tim Larkin’s When Violence is the Answer taught me that we have to fight
and take the initiative when someone is about to attack us. 

A few years ago, I was driving out of my parking lot headed to work when a
car driven by a Gal pulled out and would have hit my car had I not blown my horn. She stopped and I headed to the end of the driveway when something ran into the back of my car. Yes, she followed me and ran her car into my leased vehicle. We exchanged some words and gestures but remained in our cars. Then I followed her. I mean I was on her bumper like white on rice (pun intended). When she turned, I turned. When she sped up, I sped up. When she slowed down, I slowed down. She drove into the Barnes and Noble parking lot on Reisterstown Rd. By this time, I am on my cell with 911. 

There were about 15 to 20 Gals in the parking lot! A gang!  It turned out to be some kind of Saturday morning walking club. She opened her car door and looked upset as some Gals walked over to her. She didn’t exit her vehicle. I made a show of looking and memorizing her license plate number. Of course, I had to go to work, and I stopped at the nearest safe place and checked my rear bumper. Not a scratch. The cops wouldn’t come unless I stayed which I couldn’t do at the time. 

I was confronted by a Gal at Jersey Mike’s who was clearly not standing on line and was busy with her cellphone. So, I got on line. Then I hear something to the effect of, “Hmnn, guess I must be invisible.” We had some verbal exchanges. She lost. When they end with, “Whateva” you know you’ve won. I said, “Yeah, I gotya whateva.”

Anyone who ever threatened or harassed me starting in first grade was a Fella or Gal. Sometimes to the point of taking my school bus home instead of her own so she could confront me. I ignored her. Don’t know how she made it home. 

I pray constantly for my safety because only God knows what’s around the corner. 

My heart still aches for Zach Sowers and his new bride. Fellas and Gals have caused trouble for me whenever I had them for neighbors. Oddly, 
foreigners have been very classy and kind to me. 

My co-workers wanted to hurt me when I (unwisely) told them there was no evidence to convict George Zimmerman. When he was acquitted, you could have heard a pin drop. 

A Gal friend who knew my parents before I was born cussed me out because somehow she got the idea I support President Trump (I do). So, a
fifty plus year friendship down the crapper. I don’t support the “Criminal Justice Reform Jared Kushner Law.” 

Oh, Colin. Our work is cut out for us. 

God bless and protect both of us.

On Independence Day, the Fellas let us know, once again, they are just not that into us.

Now they are even lying about it: Professor Dyson says white supremacists are roaming the country attacking black people using the 13-star flag of Betsy Ross as their banner.

And that’s why Nike had to pull their shoes with that flag.

A complete fabrication.

And of course, black on white violence proceeds as usual.

All this in a new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

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Breaking news from NPR: Black women should carry guns because they are under threat of constant violence from racist TRUMP supporters.

And  Pete Butigieg says unless we figure out this whole relentless white racism thing, black people are going to revolt and that will be the end of America.

Oh yeah, we have some stuff to chew over today on this new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

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Breaking news from NPR: Black women should carry guns because they are under threat of constant violence from racist TRUMP supporters. And Pete Butigieg says unless we figure out this whole relentless white racism thing, black people are going to revolt and that will be the end of America. Oh yeah, we have some stuff to chew over today on this new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

The chickens have come home … to roost.

Because of a fairy tale called Criminal Justice Reform, killers are on the loose. Killing and hurting people again and again and again.

We document that here with some recent cases.

As well as a Letter from a Cop to tell WHAT IT ALL MEANS.

A new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

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Former prison psychologist Marlin Newburn  was a great source of inspiration and insight for all us on this platform.

We still miss him every day.

But everything he said in these early podcasts still resonates — almost as if he is here with us today.

Maybe he is.

A new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

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Letter from a Retired Cop

Hey Colin,

I recently retired as a cop after a long year career, do the math, that included the LA Riots in 1992. Lots of fellas and lovely ladies stories if interested, however, what motivated me to email was your request for your new book on the podcast where you discussed white kids in black schools with two guests telling their experiences.

I grew up in a suburb of LA called Eagle Rock.  Not many blacks in the 60’s/70’s mostly White, Hispanic and Asian (mostly Filipinos). When I was 5 my folks had me in a local bowling league that had the brilliant idea to take us to a tournament in “mid-town” a mostly black area.

My very first experience in life with a black person, after I rolled a practice ball another little black kid got in my face and said “man if I had my knife I’d cut you, you dumb m*tha f*cka!”  apparently my crime was rolling 2 practice balls on the same lane when we were told to move over to another lane after the first ball, I was 5! I made an error in not listening…

Over the years I had hoped this was a one off and that Wakanda was a real place, but year after year the fellas proved my instincts about them right…

You want to learn about black violence up close and personal every day? On your job?

Ask a bus driver. 

Along with cops, teachers and Asian shopkeepers, bus drivers are at the tip of the spear of black violence wildly out of proportion and the denial, deceit and delusion from reporters and public officials that allow it to continue.

So today we ask a bus driver about black violence.

You’ll never look at a bus the same way again.

A new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

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And oh yeah, check out this strange video of a fella trying to escape police custody at a court house. One witness says cops murdered him and that’s not right because “black lives matter.”

Another witness, the DA, the cops, and cameras say the fella grabbed the cops gun and was trying to shoot him.

One of Joe Biden’s best friends even shows up in the video: Remember Mouse?

You will. Check it out here: https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/991861249520549888

Letter from the Grey Zone

Oh man Collin, today’s podcast is really hitting home for me. I’m one of those “grey zone” kids too. Going to a black school in the 90’s ( 1992-93 to be precise) was almost the death of me literally (me and a small group of white guys that banded together for safety were shot at) and definitely ruined my life in terms of academics and graduating high school.

I grew up in Northeast Kansas City and went to Northeast High School , which of course is a  predominately black school in a predominately black neighborhood.
 
It was rare to have a day go by where I wasn’t at the very least called a honky, cracker or white boy but at least those days didn’t result in physical violence. Most days unfortunately had me having to get physical with the fellas. 
 
I even saw a kid get sliced down his thigh with a straight razor from one of the fellas, the reason? He was white and it was Black History Month so “The Cracker had to pay for slavery”. It was one of the scariest things I’d seen at that school. The kid never came back after that.

I was always a big guy even as a freshman I was 6 foot 2 and 300 lbs. I was what you would call country strong so it would make the black kids angry when they couldn’t always beat me one on one so then usually I would get jumped where some days I’d be fending off around 5 black assailants at once. Needless to say those days I would get my ass whipped.

Eventually I got a group of around 5-6 white guys who were bigger and sick of always being singled out to always be together and we were like a small gang I suppose. We always looked out for each other and tried our best to help the hapless other white kids who just tried to bury their heads in the sand and ignore the situation.

Eventually the fellas got sick of not being able to fight us fairly and one day while we were smoking outside they did a drive by on us, shooting at us without successfully hurting us physically but in a way it was like they killed our spirit that day.

I dropped out and there was really no repercussions for anything that happened that day because I couldn’t pick out who did it (I literally felt like every fella in the car looked alike from what I could recollect and it happened in the blink of an eye)
 
After that I just was always filled with anxiety and overly cautious to the point of overkill. To this day I still always watch my surroundings out of the corner of my eye.

I know for one my life has been harder due to the extreme amount of black hostility and violence I had to endure. I’ve never really had a good job, I drink too much and I have a lot of emotional issues. So I guess I really did die that day I was shot at, it has just been a very slow progress and instead of my life being taken away it was my spirit.

Thanks for letting me share with you, Colin you are doing important work so thank you from the bottom of my heart!