Virtual “Winch Mobs” Bring Judgement sans Justice – The Cost of Being Innocent

We have witnessed quite a few swift, unsupported, emotional, societal, and virtual eviscerations, of first responders in the past 3 years.  Those in charge promise not to prosecute the mob or the media for the damage they do to innocent members of the public, and public servants caught up in the fray, in practice.

If anyone can find a retraction, redaction, reaction to the erroneous persecution of police, good.  If anyone can find a clarification, an indictment, a remandment, a retraction, any attempt to prominently publish the follow up discoveries and investigation after a spectacular  racial or minority  event, speak up now.

Are we so in love with tragedy that we leave the truth lying bleeding on its threshold as we cruise away?

Did any people who railed and ranted around the inflammatory media events, stand up for the countervailing truths that were uncovered with 2 hours of checking?

The agitated swarms of angry people who erupt at the least implications from the press, explode in pressure to disenfranchise the authorities who inherited the problems.  Another fired police officer, another resigned supervisor, another sacrificial lamb thrown down to the crowds to quiet them.

This kind of distraction is fundamental to the schemes of the invisible masters of attitude; the evil we thought we had put behind us in 1776.  “I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!”

The defenseless citizen, daunted by the  media, dwarfed by the feds, discouraged by the lack of resources, has no clue about the crime or the punishment.  “I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to take it anymore!” is the message.  But, instead of ejecting TV’s and their mesmerism, we believe they are our only way to express our disagreement through surveys, polls, and malaise.

Where is the compassion for innocence?  Where is the dread of the mob?  Where is the empathy for our neighbors?  Is anger so important that we will let false effigies assuage us?

Is “World at War” our  only way to feel victory?

I say, “Do the right thing to the right people.”  We suffer every day from the tolerance of monsters masquerading  as Robin Hood.  We treat our police guardians as if they were the Sheriffs of  Nottingham.

Think of how you want your neighborhood to be.  Insist that your family is worthy of safety.