June 15, 2015

Leonard Pitts, Jr

The Miami Herald

3511 NW 91^st Avenue

Miami, FL33172

RE: Justice Scalia, Justice Marshall, “eclectic indignation”, moral relativism, and the cognitively dissonant upside down world of those water carriers for modern American Liberalism as outlined by you in Sunday’s Miami Herald.

Mr. Pitts, 

Whenever I think of Pulitzer Prizes I think of Walter Duranty, I think of Janet Cook, and then I think of you.

I have been reading your column for a very long time. It is painfully obvious, indeed empirically self-evident, that you have but one tool, said tool being an ink powered 9 pound hammer. Since I have swung the real one in 3 different countries it is a tool that I respect. Alas, you aim your tool at only one thing. Race is the nail that you aim at. Everything looks like a nail.

Your Sunday Herald column takes Justice Scalia to task for his sang-froid attitude toward capital punishment. You cited his opinion as proof of your position in the flawed process of appealing a death penalty sentence.

2 things leap to mind.

#1 – How a Black columnist, a Pulitzer Prize winner to boot, can criticize a White Justice for callousness about the death penalty without mentioning Ricky Ray Rector is beyond me, it is beyond the pale, and it is beyond contempt.

Ricky Ray Rector is a name consigned to the memory hole. He was a murdering feral Black thug who was easily the moral equal of Willie Horton.

Willie Horton was a murdering Back rapist who was convicted and sentenced to life imprisonment in Massachusetts. He was furloughed by Governor Michael Dukakis for a bit of New England R&R. Instead he went to Maryland where, and can you believe it, he raped and murdered again. I mention him because it is Holy Writ in the Canons of Modern American Liberalism that George Bush used it to scare White voters into electing him as President. Just like alligators in the NYC sewers, flying saucers, and the not yet arriving Summer of Recovery, it just ain’t true. It was Senator Albert Arnold Gore, Jr. who used it repeatedly in the Democratic Presidential Primary in NYC in March/April, 1987. He lost but he went on to fame and fabulous 1% fortune as Vice President Alpha Gump. He is still pissed off because the ruptured ozone layer refuses to fall into the Rose Bowl at halftime. 

Say what you will about the Salem witch trials it’s been more than 300 years since Massachusetts has been bothered by demonic succubae. If Massachusetts had strapped 2 dozen 12 volt batteries to any and all of Willie Boy’s offending appendages the first time there wouldn’t have been a second time.

But I digress.

Ricky Ray Rector was cornered by the cops and started a “Made it Ma. Top of the world!” moment. Facing capture he decided to blow his brains out. Since the goals of Affirmative Action do not yet apply to suicide it must be reported that he only blew out half his brains. He became an “amiable dunce”, a term most beloved of modern American Liberals. Vide Clark Clifford.

That he was about as aware of his surroundings as a bowl of mustard greens awaiting the pot didn’t stop the state of Arkansas from indicting him for murder, trying him for murder, convicting him of murder, and sentencing him to death in the electric chair for said heinous crimes.

You don’t have to be a “Constitutional scholar” to know that there are 2 fatal flaws in the due process of the trial, the conviction, and the subsequent execution of a Black man with an IQ of less than 60. They are:

#1 – He was incapable of understanding the charges against him.

#2 – In no way could he assist in his defense.

My copy of the Constitution covers the above quite nicely in the 5^th and 6^th Amendments. Look them up.

Today is the 800^th anniversary of the Magna Carta. It is remembered because it was the first time that government agreed to be bound by its citizens. The “wish of the Prince” did not always have the force of Law.

Ricky Ray Rector became the darling of the Death Row guards. His sweet nature, his good manners, and the total absence of whining were the reasons.

The first 2 were caused by his own hand.

The 3^rd was because he was incapable of understanding what was behind the door at the end of the long corridor.

Appeals to the Governor were ignored because said Governor wanted to prove to the country that a Democratic Governor could be tough on crime. Ricky Ray Rector drew the ultimate short straw.

He didn’t finish the dessert portion of his last meal because he wanted to save some for when he returned. A guard told him to finish it because he was going to be gone for a long time.

There is a marvelous apocryphal story about the Governor’s wife volunteering to give him a lap dance in the chair should he become unruly. The thought of it is sufficient to invoke the 8^th Amendment. If it isn’t true it should be.

You’ve probably guessed by now that the Governor was Handsome Billy Clinton from Hot Springs, the King of the one-eyed trouser snakes and the calculating ux was Hillary the Queen of all vipers. Too bad Kipling wasn’t around.

As to Justice Marshall…

Let us stipulate that he was the best trial lawyer to serve on the Supreme Court in the 20^th century. That makes what he did as a Justice all the more painful.

A vote in favor of Roe was a vote in favor of abortion.

Since 1973 there have been some 65,000,000 abortions. Between 35% and 40% of them have been done on Black women who make up about 6% of the population. If we are to believe government statistics the Black men required for conception were nowhere to be found after the post-coital cigarette. Perhaps as many as 25,000,000 Black babies – a future Thomas Sowell? A future Michelle Obama? – were last seen circling the abattoir’s drain.

In 1000 millennia all the racist White cops in this country could never approach that number.

Justice Marshall wrote in his opinion that abortion was good for Black folk because it mean that they would not have to grow up in Amerika.

Somewhere Margaret Sanger is smiling. As the prime source for the 1934 Nuremberg Race Laws she was always advocating getting rid of undesirable. She is smiling because the herd is busy culling itself.

There is a classic scene in the Seinfeld episode where George Costanza, the paragon of both personal conduct and public policy, tramples a few wheelchair-bound senior citizens and a bunch of preschoolers to avoid a kitchen fire.

The fireman says, “How can you live with yourself”?

“It’s hard”, he says.

I’ll end on an up note.

Bruce/Caitlin Jenner and now Rachel Donegal have inspired me to make a fundamental change in my life.

I’ve decided to change my ethnic and racial makeup.

Both my parents, all of my grandparents and great grandparents, as far back as anyone can see, were Irish. I’ll not mention any pigs but it is impossible to be anymore Irish than I am. 

It is approaching wretched excess.

I have decided to stay 60% Irish. I now declare myself 35% Italian. The balance is to be distributed evenly between being Jewish, being Polish/Lithuanian, being Ibo/Zulu, and being Chiricahua Apache. [I once named a cat Sharpton in honor of you know who. The next feline will be called Cochise]

I am investigating what Federal resources will be available to me. I will share these – for a small fee – with anyone looking to jump into the diverse Rainbow stew pot.

Can I count on you to be a sponsor?

Kevin Smith