Motus Mentis

Today in the small town of Woodstock, Georgia, there will be a funeral for Laken Riley, a University of Georgia student who was brutally murdered by a Venezuelan man here in the country illegally.

Four years ago the nation tore itself to pieces in a summer of violent rioting over the death of George Floyd, a career criminal and drug addict who died of a heart attack, brought on by obesity, cardiac disease, and a fentanyl/methamphetamine overdose while violently resisting arrest by a police officer who was using standard restraint procedures. The officer, Derek Chauvin, was crucified in a kangaroo court and sent to prison, where he was recently stabbed nearly to death.

George Floyd’s funeral — with his corpulent remains solemnly paraded in a white, horse-drawn hearse — was broadcast with reverence by all of the nation’s major media outlets, and his coffin then went on a national tour to lie in state in several of the nation’s major cities, as if he were a martyred saint or a fallen national hero, rather than a recidivist hoodlum who, among his other crimes, had once robbed a pregnant woman at gunpoint.

As far as I can tell, none of our broadcast media are paying any attention at all to the funeral of Ms. Riley, a young nursing student who had her head smashed to a pulp by a murderous alien who should never have been here at all. She had been jogging on the UGA campus when she was attacked.

When I was a schoolboy, we pledged our allegiance to “one nation, under God, with liberty and justice for all.” Are any of those still true?