Ladies and Gentlemen: Mayor Nutter
…of Philadelphia.
Good luck to him and the rest of the black community needs to get behind him.
As one woman said last night during a WNT segment on the London riots and the madness of the participants…
“They’re feral RATS! Where are their PARENTS?!?!”
UPDATE: Meanwhile, in England, the Prime Minister is really putting the SCREWS to the bad guys:
…He said: “This continued violence is simply not acceptable, and it will be stopped. We will not put up with this in our country. We will not allow a culture of fear to exist on our streets.
“We have seen the worst of Britain, but I also believe we have seen some of the best of Britain –
the million people who have signed up on Facebook to support the police,
…coming together in the clean-up operations.”
Dear God, NO!!!! Not…FACEBOOK?!?!?!?!
I’d be terrified if I were a yob.
UPDATE: This request would be UNTHINKABLE in the United States (At least, the United States I still know and love…), but the reaction is QUITE familiar.
When the rioters came to attack the premises of Kurdish and Turkish businesses in Hackney’s Stoke Newington High Street and Kingsland Road on Monday night, the owners were waiting for them.
“It was between about nine and 10 at night,” said Yilmaz Karagoz, sitting in his coffee shop next to a jeweller’s shop that has been shuttered since Sunday when the rioting began and a pharmacy that closed a day after.
“There were a lot of them. We came out of our shops but the police asked us to do nothing. But the police did not do anything so, as more came, we chased them off ourselves.”
The staff from a local kebab restaurant ran at the attackers, doner knives in their hands.
“I don’t think they will be coming back,” Karagoz said.
It reminds me of a story a friend of mine (whose real name we’ll replace) from high school would tell about when the riots broke out after Martin Luther King was assassinated. Newark was a barn burning damn near every night; then they’d all go to bed, sleep it off, start fresh the next evening. Half the city was incinerated. Rocco’s uncle was a charter member of, well, Tony Soprano’s garbage company, who lived in Newark’s well established Italian quarter which WAS, coincidentally, one of the few places left that wasn’t smouldering. Taking note of that fact, the company called all the troops home, complete with the tools of their particular trade and skill set.
By the next evening, when the mob turned the corner ready to light up the avenue and do some five finger discount shopping, their progress was abruptly halted by the sight of about 100 wise guys nonchalantly leaning on vehicles or chilling on doorstoops. Stopping momentarily to assess the danger, they figured their overwhelming numbers could take them, surged forward…and then skittered backward in a mad panic as every fellow chilling or leaning lifted a weapon. Twice that number of barrels poked suddenly out of open windows. And all were pointing their way.
An attitude adjustment of epic proportions. They found another section of the city to torch.
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August 10, 2011 8:54 am
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You reap what you sow. This train has left the station and if they think they can change a generation by talking tough now good luck with that.
Mayor Nutter said “butt crack” in church!
RAAAAAAAAAAACIST!!!
Wait, what?
Major Dad has the right of it, unfortunately. Pandora’s box has been opened, the mobs have tasted blood, and all the words in the world won’t change that.
I wish them the best of luck, but Philadelphia isn’t much better than London, in terms of political correctness and leftism.
[…] having seen how it tends to encourage bad behavior. God bless the Turkish Kurds of Hackney (via the Swillers) for standing up to savagery and barbarism. Not in the way that PM David Cameron would have […]
Ah, yes. Ant’ny Imperiale, anti-hero of the Newark riots. He stopped the opporessed from destroying the last stable neighborhood in the city and he’s villified for it to this day. Where are his kind now?
My jaw is still on the floor from hearing that the mayor told parents they should know where their kids are. WOW.
Deterrence through strength. Not a punch thrown, a fire started, nor a shot fired.