Why they needed an official “study” of this is unclear, as
it’s so patently obvious.But at least
we now have documentable proof…
“The so-called ‘Ferguson Effect’ – officers backing off policing out of
fear that their actions will be questioned after the fact – has been talked
about but never really quantified.A new
study suggests the effect is a reality, with three-quarters of officers
surveyed saying they are hesitant to use force, even when appropriate, and are
less willing to stop and question suspicious people.”
And here’s a news flash for you: The communities that are
being harmed the worst by the Ferguson Effect are the high-crime inner city
communities where all the Black Lives Matter agitators are pissing and moaning.
Be careful what you wish for.
Dr. Chuck Muth, PsD
Nevada’s #1 Irritator of Liberals and RINOs
P.S. Barack Obama finally, thankfully, said
farewell.As the Twitter hashtag puts
it, “The End of a Error.”
subject, human trash Dylan Roof has
been given the death sentence for killing nine black church members attending a
Bible study class in South Carolina in 2015.
Good.Let’s get on
with it.In fact, let’s schedule the
execution for next Monday on Martin Luther King Day.That would add a little salt in Roof’s wound.
The following was forwarded to me by longtime subscriber George Caras.I don’t know who the original author is, but
this is absolutely GREAT and, I’m sure, speaks for a lot of us…
“Dear Hollywood celebrities: You exist for my entertainment. Some of
you are great eye candy. Some of you can deliver a line with such conviction
that you bring tears to my eyes. Some of you can scare the crap out of me.
Others make me laugh. But you all have one thing in common, you only have a
place in my world to entertain me. That’s it.
“You make your living pretending to be someone else, playing dress-up
like a 6-year-old. You live in a make-believe world in front of a camera, and
often when you are away from one, too. Your entire existence depends on my
patronage. I’ll crank the organ grinder; you dance.
“I don’t really care where you stand on issues. Honestly, your stance
matters far less to me than that of my neighbor. You see, you aren’t real. I
turn off my TV or shut down my computer and you cease to exist in my world.
Once I am done with you, I can put you back in your little box until I want you
to entertain me again.
“I don’t care that you don't like Mr. Trump. But I bet you looked cute
saying it. Get back into your bubble. I’ll let you know when I’m in the mood
for something blue and shiny. And I'm also supposed to care that you threatened
to leave this great country when Trump becomes president? Ha. Please don't
forget to close the door behind you. We'd like to reserve your seat for someone
who loves this country and really wants to be here.
“Make me laugh, or cry, or scare me, but realize that the only words of
yours that matter are written by someone else, for you to read! I might agree
with some of you from time to time, but it doesn’t matter. In my world, you
exist solely for my entertainment. So, shut your pie hole and dance!”
“Days before he takes office, Democrats - and some
Republicans - continue to wrestle with the president-elect's ability to command
and reshape news cycles to his liking. His use of Twitter and strategic
call-ins to reporters and TV shows, which bear no resemblance to past
presidents' communication strategy, have hardly changed since the election.” – Columnist
Dave Weigel of the Washington Post