“IF I HAD A SON,” BY Jack Cashill
(Race, Guns, and the Railroading of George Zimmerman)
Local author Jack Cashill has done a yeoman service in setting the record straight on what actually happened in the Trayvon Martin case tried in Florida earlier this year.
The acquittal of the defendant George Zimmerman would have been a foregone conclusion but for the power of what Cashill has called the Black Grievance Industry. By this he means the unholy alliance between black and white “civil rights” activists, unscrupulous lawyers, and demagogic politicians to create racial hate crimes out of nothing.
The best examples in real life are the 1987 Tawana Brawley incident and the 2006 Duke Lacrosse team controversy. The best fictional example is Tom Wolfe’s “Bonfire of the Vanities,” which of course set the template twenty-six plus years ago for all that was to follow.
The elements of a B.G.I. production are as follows:
1) The death or injury of an African-American under unclear circumstances;
2) The suppression or distortion of evidence that would help the defendants by a politically-motivated prosecution;
3) The white-washing of the African-American “victims” character and prior record and the concomitant blackening of the reputation of the white “perpetrator;” a.k.a. The Great White Defendant, and
4) The surrounding media frenzy, orchestrated by those in the B.G.I. hoping for financial and political gain, which makes fair trial problematic.
What is encouraging about the book is its description of the emergence of the conservative blogosphere, especially in this case of a blogging collective known as the Conservative Treehouse. These serve as clearing houses for the exchange of ideas and information that the Mainstream Media not only has no interest in but would actively like to see suppressed. (Our own beloved Star is a prime culprit).
A few years ago twin African-American teenagers—the Carr brothers—committed multiple murders and rapes in a single night in Wichita, but there was next to no mention in the Star of the crime, despite its shocking nature. Of course for years the Star downplayed crime in and around the Country Club Plaza but that was to placate the owner of the Plaza, the JC Nichols Co., a major advertiser. Neither greed nor ideology justify not reporting on events because of a hidden agenda by a news organization.
What’s discouraging about the book is that the perpetrators of these B.G.I. miscarriages of justice seldom pay a price. Both the legal profession and the press need to do a lot more to self-regulate and police themselves. The politicians also need to develop some backbone before surrendering to a lynch mob mentality the next time some “activist” (another word for “community organizer?”) tries to take advantage of a tragedy for personal gain. (That most definitely includes Republican politicians, if this book is any indication.)
By setting out so coherently and fluently the latest retelling of an unfortunately oft-told tale, Cashill has performed a public service. Maybe, just maybe, this will have a salutary effect by diagnosing the malady so that we will recognize it in the future and stop it from happening again. No one’s life should be destroyed by being unjustly accused and prosecuted to give the Left “usable political meaning.”