Quickies: Victims And Victims

     No, that’s not redundant. There are victims...and then there are victims. At least, that’s the way some folks would have it.

     Don’t click through to the linked story just yet. Follow along with me for a few words more:

     On Thursday, police say [Trevon] Johnson burglarized a home south of 79th Street near I-95 — just blocks away from where he lives.

     The 54-year-old woman told police her surveillance system alerted her to the break-in of her home. She said she rushed home and found the teen climbing out of a window.

     “She observed a subject leaving the home through the rear,” said police Det. Dan Ferrin.

     Miami-Dade police said there was a confrontation and shots were fired. Police said they were on scene seconds after the shooting and gave CPR to the teen. Johnson was rushed to the hospital where he was pronounced dead.

     So far, who’s the victim here? The 54-year-old homeowner whose privacy was violated, or the teen burglar she executed on the spot? But wait: there’s more!

     The sister of the teen who died identified him as Trevon Johnson. She said he was a student at D. A. Dorsey Technical College.

     “I don’t care if she have her gun license or any of that. That is way beyond the law… way beyond,” said Johnson’s cousin Nautika Harris. “He was not supposed to die like this. He had a future ahead of him. Trevon had goals… he was a funny guy, very big on education, loved learning.”...

     “What’s wrong with her,” asked Johnson’s sister Nisha Johnson. “She did not have to shoot him.”

     “It’s no reason she should have waited until I think he walked out the yard to try to shoot him,” said Harris. “If she called the police already why would she shoot him?”...

     “You have to look at it from every child’s point of view that was raised in the hood,” said Harris. “You have to understand… how he gonna get his money to have clothes to go to school? You have to look at it from his point-of-view.”

     So his point of view rationalizes burglary as an acceptable way to pay for “clothes to go to school?” My word. I wish I’d thought of that when I was a college student paying for my own room, board, and tuition while simultaneously struggling to support a crippled father. Say, what did he do to raise the money for his tuition? Sell crack?

     (Feel free to click through now. I doubt you’ll be surprised by the race of the young former burglar.)

     But of course, I’m white, so I can’t possibly understand how utterly right and necessary it is that teenaged black thugs be allowed to violate my home and appropriate my property without suffering unpleasant consequences. They earned that right by having melanin-rich skin, the same as the slaves of 150 years ago. Any liberal will tell you!

     The excrement is nearing the propeller, Gentle Reader. Plan accordingly.