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Letter from a Street Cop

I’ve been a street cop for 26 years.  I use the term “street cop” because I’ve never taken a job that wasn’t waist deep in the fray of violence and suffering that surrounds unknowing communities across the country. Communities that are only blissfully ignorant of the violence, danger, and horror that surrounds them on a daily basis.  

My entire career, I’ve either been in gangs, narcotics, SWAT or on the road as a beat cop the entire time.  I don’t tell you this as a way of bragging, but just as a snapshot of my experience, that it might lend credence to the stories I tell you.

Foot pursuits are one of the most absolutely most dangerous things a human being to do.  We pay police officers across the country to engage in foot pursuits for us to keep the wolves from our doors.  I was recently in a foot pursuit where I avulsed my hamstring.  Major surgery.  Stem cells.  Nine metal anchors.  

And that was a safe foot pursuit.  It was safe, because it was over before it started.  Before evaluating the video, it’s important to note that all foot pursuits end in violence.  There are no “time outs.”  Once a suspect choses to run and an officer chooses to chase him, it is mutually accepted that there will be violence.  The only dispute is who the victor will be.  

 I can say from personal experience that the fear of physical harm or death makes an otherwise rational, normal human being capable of unspeakable acts of violence.  Saying it’s a “battle for survival” is cliche.  I call it a “battle not to die.”   

Name another profession where that is a daily mental rehearsal.  That being said, when an officer choses to initiate a foot pursuit (I say “choses” because there is no policy or law requiring officers to chase people on foot) he or she voluntarily signs up to play a deadly game of “try not to die.” As a side note, I predict that in our lifetime(s), we will see a moratorium on foot pursuits.  Like vehicle pursuits, foot pursuits will go the way of the Dodo.

On this video, brave officers from one of the most dangerous police stations on planet Earth, Shootin’ Newton, were working enforcement.  It is well known that traffic stops are one of our last remaining tools for initiating contact with people in high crime areas.   

As police are continuously cut down at the knees and stripped of their abilities to do their jobs in the name of “Criminal Justice Reform,” a staunch knowledge of the vehicle code is one of our last tools for enforcement.

When a suspect choses to flee from police, it is never for anything “good.” When a suspect flees a car at night in the projects, it can only be for something “incredibly bad.”  One of the most astonishing aspects of police work in an “urban” environment is the fact that, almost literally, no one has a job.  

The section 8 scam artists and welfare queens have mastered the art of gaming the taxpayers.  Bounce from baby momma to baby momma. Impregnate as many women as possible. She gets the welfare benefits and you get the flophouse benefits. Symbiotic.  

Any police activity in the projects will gather a crowd of 50-100 men, women and children within one minute. Whether it be an innocuous, uneventful traffic stop or a foot pursuit that ends in gunplay, the song remains insane. Imagine an entire giant housing complex comprised solely of people who have been taught two things: They are victims of white racism and police are the enemy. It’s a war zone. For real.

It was surely not the first time these officers had run through this housing complex. They were well aware that a hostile mob would surround and video tape (albeit redundantly) their every move. One hundred black George Hollidays looking for a payout.  It’s like being hounded by the paparazzi only you’re not famous and the photographers want to ruin your life.  

When the officers took off running after the driver of the car, their entire being was focused on capturing him.  They knew danger was afoot and had drawn their weapons, wisely, in anticipation of danger.  Now, as a person with an astoundingly perilous resume and a trove of legitimate street experience, I can tell you the last thing these officers expected was an unrelated, unprovoked ambush.  

Tunnel vision is real.  You focus on the person running from you. I can honestly say that in the hundreds of foot pursuits I’ve been directly involved in, I’ve never anticipated a third party to cut me off and start shooting me. I start every day of my life watching content posted by Colin Flaherty.  Twenty six years of pent up disbelief and anger are finally given a voice through him. 

Even with a full career and a daily dose of reality from Colin, I can honestly say I have never seen anything like this video.  There is a war on cops.  A presidential administration succeeded in forever vilifying its nation’s police while simultaneously granting blacks crime as their new entitlement.  

The vehicle was stopped for committing an overt vehicle code violation (no reason whatsoevah).  The driver fled from the vehicle with a gun in his hand so the police chased him (for no reason whatsoevah).  A third party intentionally cut off the police and began shooting a uniformed police officer.  The wounded police officer returned fire (for no reason whatsoevah).  An angry mob (in the middle of the night, mind you) swarmed on the wounded policeman and his partner, Obama phones glowing in the evening darkness, waiting to capture the footage that would be a payday for them.  

If you listen to the video, you can hear the crowd calling the officers “motherfuckers” whilst damning them to hell.  You know, for the egregious act of shooting back at someone who was shooting you.  I don’t know how anyone even applies for this job anymore.  I personally can’t wait to get out.  

My friends worked that station with LAPD.  My friend told me a story of fishing line being strung across the “cut” of the projects.  The residents knew about the line and avoided it.  But an unknowing, brave police officer would not.  One officer ran into the fishing line and spent about two weeks in the ICU recovering.  

Attacking police is the new normal.  Setting traps for them is the new normal.  Shooting them is the new normal.  Videoing them and calling them “motherfucker” after a fresh bout of “try not to die” is the new normal.  Black criminality, entitlement, and victimhood are the new normal.  Killing cops is becoming the new norm.  It’s all because of White racism.  You knoooowwwwww iiiiiiiiittttttt!!!!

I’m glad the officers involved are OK.  

They will never be the same, but they’re OK.  The projects will always be dens of crime and violence.  Cops will continue to wade into that fray. Blacks will continue to attack and ambush us…forever.

We’ll come to work anyway.  Maybe remind the few, if ill of us they speak, that we are all that stands between the monsters and the week.  

White people keep abusing black children in Charlotte, North Carolina.

That’s what the local news tells us. Completely ignoring the history of black violence in Charlotte that we have documented many times.

So let’s listen to the clowns an then hit them with some reality.

A new podcast from Colin Flaherty

Letter from a Home Invasion Averted

Dear Colin, 


I know you are probably bombarded with stories from fans and viewers, but I hope you get a chance to read this. I want to tell you about an incident that happened to me this week. 

Three days ago, I was sitting on my front porch smoking a cigarette. Mind you, it was 8:00 in the morning. A fella drove by and started honking his horn at me. I have no idea who this person was, so I knew it wasn’t a friendly “hello!”.

I just ignored him and continued reading the e-book I was reading on my phone. He honked again and began shouting “hey!”. I figured “Oh, he’s just cat-calling me, I’ll just go inside. He’ll get the picture.” I got up, went inside and locked the door behind me.

The fella was not pleased. He pulled up in my driveway, got out of the car and began pounding on my door. I went to the window and shouted for him to get off my porch. He turned and went back to his car and drove off. My husband heard the banging and got up to come see what was happening. I explained to him what had just happened. I told him I didn’t get a plate number but I described the car to him.

We figured that was the last we’d see of him. I’ve been cat-called before, like most females, but never had anyone take it to that level. Then today, around noon, I heard a bang on the door. I thought it may be my landlord. I went to open it, and there was the same fella, same car. I sternly asked what he wanted?

My one year old came waddling up to the door. “Oh, uh….I was wondering if this place is for rent, or if you know any places around here that are available?” I coldly stared him down and asked him if I looked like a damn real estate agent. I saw him sizing me and my toddler up. I knew this was a bullshit ploy and I was internally kicking myself for not bringing my pepper spray to the door with me.

He continued standing there trying to keep the conversation going, looking for some excuse for me to let him inside, or continue talking to me. I shouted for my husband and I told the fella, “Next time I see you, I’m calling the police!”

My husband came to the door and asked him what he wanted? Again, the fella repeated the bullshit story about looking for a rental. Then he turned around sheepishly and left. I remembered one of your videos in particular, where a fella went crying to the local news that he was simply looking for directions to get to his school, when an “evil, no-good racist” threw him off his porch and informed him that he had a gun!

In that story, the local news reporters happily played along. I was waiting for news cameras to show up at my door asking me why I’m such a hateful bigot and why did I have to throw that poor Jehovah’s Witness off my doorstep when he was just trying to share God’s word with me???

But I’ve seen enough of your videos and read your books, and I know that the fellas like to invite themselves into people’s homes and the family living inside usually turns up dead, raped, robbed or lit on fire.

Just wanted to say thanks for what you do, and for keeping us aware and alert. If any reporters come knocking on my door, asking me about the incident, trying to spread more denial, deceit and delusion, I’ll let you know! Like you always say, we’re just being sized up. They don’t need to use the phone, they don’t need a dollar, they don’t need directions to the school and they’re not looking for a place to rent.

This guy just wanted to see who lives here, if I’m alone, am I armed, am I onto his ploy or am I naive and an easy target? Fortunately, this didn’t turn into a tragedy. Thanks for keeping us informed! Have a good day!

Saturday night in Baltimore, 400 fellas and lovely ladies attacked tourists, cops, locals, and store owners at the Inner Harbor.

The jewel of Baltimore.

Local TV was on it right away with perfunctory stories of THE KEEDS just blowing off some steam.

Three days later the Baltimore Sun finally weighed in with more details: How there were 400 KEEDS, not 100. And they were creating a holy hell of violence, mayhem and chaos.

But the paper also reminded us that this riot was not really that big of a deal. And the new mayor assured us that is wasn’t nuttin’, nuttin’ at all.

The truth about Baltimore in a new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

Saturday night in Baltimore, 400 fellas and lovely ladies attacked tourists, cops, locals, and store owners at the Inner Harbor. The jewel of Baltimore. Local TV was on it right away with perfunctory stories of THE KEEDS just blowing off some steam. Three days later the Baltimore Sun finally weighed in with more details: How there were 400 KEEDS, not 100. And they were creating a holy hell of violence, mayhem and chaos. But the paper also reminded us that this riot was not really that big of a deal. And the new mayor assured us that is wasn’t nuttin’, nuttin’ at all. The truth about Baltimore in a new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

In New York CITTTAAAAYYY, School officials say Asian people are infected with white privilege. They don’t much like that.

But to their credit, people who run New York CITTTAAAAAAYYY are not trying to hide anything.

But they still do not want to connect the dots, where we meet the owner of convenience store because every day 70-100 black people beat each other, his customers, his employees, and anyone else they can find and everyone treats it as it is is no more serious than a Broadway production of the West Side Story where the Jets and the Sharks tangle over stolen apples.

And much more on this new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

p.s. check out my article in today’s AmericanThinker.com on the Lie That Will Not Die


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If you did not see it, it would be impossible to believe. Almost: The Chicago Tribune has a new name for a fella who pulled a gun on a guy with a concealed carry permit, who defended himself and shot the person attacking him.

The fella took two years to die.

Now the Chicago Tribune says the Robber is the victim.

Same day, Mayor DeBlasio is in Iowa talking about “toxic whiteness,” the same thing teachers in New York City are forced to learn.

And tons more crazy crazy stuff in Baltimore.

A new podcast from Colin Flaherty.

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Letter from Hershey Park

Here you go Colin,

My first encounter with black people that I will never forget.

I grew up in the Anthracite Coal Region of Pennsylvania. In the 1960’s and 1970’s, where we lived, there were zero people of color. Whether in school or around town I had no interaction with people of color and really had no opinion of them.

Back then, we always had at least one school field trip every year. In fifth grade, around 1970, our field trip was going to be to Hershey Park which I was excited about. My family didn’t have much money and didn’t get around too much so I had never been there. I remember my mom saving up to give me about $20 for the trip to cover food and ride tickets which I really appreciated because it was a lot of money at the time.

I remember that it was a late afternoon/evening trip. When we got off the bus my classmates who were fortunate enough to have been there before knew the routine and scrambled ahead to get their tickets and head off to the rides because we didn’t have a lot of time.  I got separated from my friends and was by myself when I bought my tickets.

As I left the ticket stand I was counting the tickets in my hand and next thing I know I’m getting punched in the side and back of the head, my glasses got knocked off and as I turn to see who’s attacking me there’s a black person ripping all of the tickets and my money out of my hand while someone else is knocking me to the ground.  It happened so fast and by multiple assailants – I was overwhelmed.  While I was stunned I still had the presence of mind to try and get a look at who did this to me while they ran away.

There were 8 of them, all black and all at least high school age or more. All of them were way bigger than me since I was only 10 years old at the time.  I was basically mugged by 8 big black guys – extreme black on white violence.

Fortunately some teachers who were chaperones witnessed this and got me up. I was bleeding and banged up a little and they cleaned me up. When I told them they stole all of my tickets and money and I didn’t know what I was going to do now, they said they were prepared for that and had some money from the PTA to give me for more tickets and some food. I remember them telling me that this happened a lot and even though they reported it they were probably not going to catch them. 

I wished they would have given us a warning about that ahead of time, maybe they did, but it probably didn’t register because most of us had no idea what it was like being white in a predominantly black area.

I heard these incidents were occurring so often that it caused Hershey Park to switch to a general admission scheme rather than a individual ride ticket scheme. Boy, did I learn some lessons that day.  Don’t trust groups of black people, don’t travel alone, keep your valuables out of sight, watch your back, don’t put all of your eggs in one basket, hide your money in multiple locations when you’re walking around, etc.

I really appreciate what you are doing, it takes a lot of guts to report the truth like you do in today’s political and social climate.  I have a few personal stories about Baltimore and some other areas I’ll have to right up for you. I know you’re right on this, it’s been happening for a long time and it’s still happening in more areas now, even in NE PA.

Letter from Nashville

Dear Colin,


Hey, I love your work and I’m sorry to report I can’t keep up with everything you are doing and am often several weeks behind on the podcast. All that to say, it was just this week that I played the podcast about white people not welcome in Savannah… 

My good Sir, I had no idea you were battling an illness of the magnitude you have been.  It seems you were doing the podcast —- while having chemotherapy!!!  My good Sir, words simply fail. You are so loved and appreciated by me and deeply respected. 

The other day, I was playing a podcast on my phone around a friend in the know, and he heard your voice (not knowing what I was listening to) and said, “Hey!  That’s Colin Flaherty!” 

Also, the other day, I made one of the Black kids, a young Lovely Lady, angry in the local library when I asked her to lower her voice and stop using profanities in the computer area — WOW!!!  It was like lighting a keg of dynamite! She went from zero to 160 in 3.2 seconds. Luckily, she didn’t physically attack me. After calling me a white b#tch, she went on a rant accusing me and everyone else in the room of being responsible for, QUOTE:  “N#ggers hanging from trees”. 

Rather than lay out the numbers and reality of lynchings  (which you already know), I calmly told her that I had never hung anyone from a tree. You had me prepped, Colin !!!  I had heard all this so many times before, in so many shapes and forms, that I wasn’t even surprised — It was exactly what I expected out of her.

It ended with her being escorted out by security, and an older fellow who had been observing came up to me and offered his support. I spread the word wherever I can, especially in comments, about the DENIAL, DECEIT AND DELUSION.

Cities go through the five stages of Grief when dealing with black violence wildly out of proportion.

Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance.

And we will see examples of that in St. Louis, Milwaukee, Chicago and Philadelphia.

At this podcast, we go through one more stage: Determination.

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He’s forcing new recruits to learn about how racist police are always picking on black people. How cops are always at fault.

And why that makes the black kids so Angry in San Jose.

Even though there are ten times more Asian people there than black people.

A new podcast from Colin Flaherty

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