Um, hello? I feel really weird talking to everyone out there and not being able to see you all. I can't believe my significant other has been spending all his spare time typing with seven or eight other buddies to a few thousand people who visit each day.
I found Mr. SCC (as he demands to be called at home) slumped over the breakfast table with a Sun Times in his hand. Don't worry, he doesn't buy the Times - he usually steals it from the neighbor's front porch or picks up one that the delivery man misses into the bushes. He's been trying to train the dog for a month to chase the driver so he drops more.
The paper was open to Mary Mitchell's column (he always calls her Mope-rah), so while I was waiting for the paramedics to arrive, I read the column:
Stop blaming the Chicago Police Department, the Chicago Public Schools for what is happening to black children.
When a teenager ends up in court charged with murder, it isn't society's fault. It is the parent's fault.
I admit, even my heart fluttered a bit at seeing that in print. But then I just thought, "Duh!" Who doesn't know that a child picks up his or her parents' habits, mannerisms, political leanings and life philosophy? Even a moron knows that and Mope-rah definitely qualifies as a moron. I continued to read as the paramedics walked in:
Because Ivy was brazenly gunned down minutes from the high school, in an area routinely patrolled by squad cars, students are blaming police.
As one female student put it in earshot of a reporter: "You didn't do s---. Why the f--- are you here now?"
And police are supposed to want to wade into this land mine? Whatever happened to respect?
Well, to answer her question, people like her, Dope-rah, Sharpton and that "no good sonuvabitch Jesse Jackson" (again, those are Mr. SCC's words) have been preaching victimhood for years and a complete absence of personal responsibility. For god's sake, even Hillary preaches "it takes a village." It doesn't take a village - it takes two dedicated parents. As the paramedics did their thing, I read some more:
Tragedies like this happen because too many parents let their teens find recreation in the streets.
Too many of these same parents also believe it is normal for a teenager to have a rap sheet and to hang out with gang members.
And instead of seeking help for out-of-control teens, these mothers -- and it is usually the mothers who find themselves in this position -- end up in front of a judge trying to convince the court that the accused is a good kid.
Well, I think Mope-rah is painting with a bit of a broad brush here. I never thought it was OK to let SCC Jr. hang out in the streets. I always knew who SCC Jr. was playing with, who's house he was at, what homework he had and what the teachers thought he could use improvement in. Again, nothing a reasonably intelligent human being can't see. Then the paramedics hauled Mr. SCC to the ambulance and rushed him to one of our finer suburban hospitals. I told them I'd catch up after I made arrangements for Jr.'s babysitter. I wasn't that worried about Mr. SCC - he's tough as nails and it'd take more than Mope-rah to kill him. I finished off the article:
Parents who have given up on their kids and let them run wild in our schools and in our neighborhoods need to be held accountable.
Maybe the best way to do that is to make the parents of the killers pay restitution to the parents of the victims, as one of my readers recently suggested.
"I am tired of parents who continue to surrender parenting. . . . This doesn't happen overnight," said the Rev. Michael Pfleger, pastor of St. Sabina.
Holy sweet mother of god...pfleger is on board, too? I think I'm getting faint. Where's those smelling salts? Jr! Bring me the phone...9-1-1, just like we taught you.
Monique Bonds (Mrs. SCC)
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