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  • Gun Owners, Segregationists, and Jim Sleeper

    12/24/2012 7:43:50 AM PST · by neverdem · 16 replies
    National Review Online ^ | December 18, 2012 | Charles C. W. Cooke
    Jim Sleeper, a “lecturer in political science” at Yale, wrote the following in today’s Huffington Post: The astonishing “new normal” of heavy gunfire that took hold in Newtown long before last week’s massacre only reinforces the parallel I drew here last week between today’s gun enthusiasts and yesterday’s racial segregationists.… To understand what we’re up against here, understand that many other gun enthusiasts think of themselves this way, too — and that they see their critics as moralists addled by silly delusions about human nature. They alone uphold honor against depravity: Southern segregationists thought their way of life necessary to channel the...
  • How Profiling Saved My Life

    12/16/2003 10:27:55 AM PST · by mrustow · 72 replies · 667+ views
    Front Page Magazine ^ | 16 December 2003 | Nicholas Stix
    How Profiling Saved My LifeBy Nicholas StixToogood Reports | December 16, 2003 Gettin’ PaidIt was just after 9 p.m. on a school night, and Dennis, Steve, Michael, maybe another guy and myself were on the corner, by the parking garage of a fancy apartment building a block away from our slummy neighborhood. Dennis, the ringleader was 14, Steve was 15, I was 13 and Michael was 12.Along comes an unmarked car, and Det. Kevan and some other plainclothes guys jump out, and hassle us. Stupid Det. Kevan, the jerk. Father of Jimmy, the bully, who was my age, and Jimmy’s...
  • How Profiling Saved My Life: Reflections on Crime and Black Supremacy

    12/12/2003 8:21:13 AM PST · by mrustow · 60 replies · 482+ views
    Toogood Reports ^ | 14 December 2003 | Nicholas Stix
    Gettin’ Paid It was just after 9 p.m. on a school night, and Dennis, Steve, Michael, maybe another guy and myself were on the corner, by the parking garage of a fancy apartment building a block away from our slummy neighborhood. Dennis, the ringleader was 14, Steve was 15, I was 13 and Michael was 12. Along comes an unmarked car, and Det. Kevan and some other plainclothes guys jump out, and hassle us. Stupid Det. Kevan, the jerk. Father of Jimmy, the bully, who was my age, and Jimmy’s oldest brother, who was an even crazier bully. (The two...