Never got back to the Troy Davis post. Sadly, in a gesture epitomizing the sadism of the entire case, the execution was stayed for a couple of hours while the Supreme Court considered whether or not they'd hear the case. I was in the gym, and both got a tweet and heard a radio announcer say the execution had been stayed. So I talked it up in kettlebell class, and we were all overjoyed.
Imagine my shock, then, when I came home that night and Googled Mr. Davis's name, only to find that he had been executed around 11 pm. It seems the Supreme Court had decided not to consider the case, after all. Before the ink was even dry on their decision, Georgia killed the man. Later on we learned that President Obama tried everything he could to find a way to intervene, but the state of Georgia rebuffed his attempts.
That a Southern state would consider itself powerful enough to rebuff considerations from the POTUS, a black man, is beyond incredible. I can't help but wonder when our brother Obama is going to flex his muscles, like he did with the bin Laden execution. I wonder if his reticence isn't culturally influenced? Could his having been reared in Indonesia and Hawaii have instilled different, more deferential, cultural and social norms in him? If so, when's he going to realize that he's in the US?
I don't want to jump on the popular bandwagon of criticizing our President. That's easy, and a cheap shot. I can't help but wonder what pressures he faces, and why he does not act more authoritatively. I'm sure his hands are bound someway; I just want to know why, how, and by whom.
There's no point to today's posting; I just haven't posted in a while.
This morning I went into a McDonald's. McDonald's, I'm through with you. This may be a bit racist, but I'm tired of going to McDonald's where people who look like they're pissed off that they have to go to work poke around and take forever to get a cup of coffee, when usually NEXT DOOR I can find a Dunkin' Donuts staffed by people who seem eager to embrace the American Dream and are hurrying to serve me. Plus, DD's coffee is better. So Goodbye, Mickey D.... You clearly don't love me.
gotta go....
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