Summer Madness: Detroit’s Dangerous Dog Days of Summer…

♦ It’s About That Time of Year, again (unfortunately) ♦

“Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.”

— Isaac Asimov

DETROIT (JSC) — Almost two years ago (7/21/2009 to be exact), I wrote a blog on here called “Killa Season“. No, it wasn’t a blog about my hatred of everything Dipset. It dealt with what was, at the time, the re-coronation of Detroit as the murder capital of the United States. This was two years ago, not exactly an eternity, but in Detroit, it can be. This predated the horrific incident last year where 17-year-old Southeastern High senior Jerean Blake was murdered by a man twice his age for “looking at him funny”, then about 36 hours later, when the police came looking for the shooter, they raided the home that was harboring him and accidentally killed 7-year-old Ayana Jones in the process of capturing him. In typical Detroit fashion, the people were more outraged at the accidental police killing than they were about the senseless street crime that killed an innocent teen. Detroit’s a city with a checkered history in terms of crime and violence, and some of the most senseless acts of foolishness occur when the seemingly endless winter breaks and the heat comes rolling in. Detroit does have a “Killa Season”. It’s called Summer. Let’s Go.

Case Study: What We Learned From Casey Anthony…

♠ Justice isn’t just blind; It’s Confused. ♠

“Justice has nothing to do with what goes on in a courtroom; Justice is what comes out of a courtroom”

— Clarence Darrow

DETROIT (JSC) — I can tell you exactly where I was on the morning of October 3, 1995. I was sitting in an economics class at Renaissance High School. The entire room was packed and the TV was locked on Channel 4 (WDIV, the Detroit NBC affiliate) as we had gotten word that the jury, after just four hours of deliberation, had returned with a verdict in the murder trial of NFL Hall of Fame running back O.J. Simpson. The entire room (composed almost entirely of black students and faculty) let out a very loud cheer as it was announced that Simpson, accused of murdering his ex-wife and her boyfriend a year earlier, was not guilty on all charges. The incredulous disbelief on the faces of white people around the country was priceless. I admit it. It was funny. But those incredulous looks had nothing on the O_o!!?? look I had on my face at 2:19 p.m. Eastern Time today when I heard the words “Not Guilty” uttered three times in regards to Casey Anthony. And unlike that cool October morning 16 years ago, there was no color line in the stunned shock. Let’s Go.