The reality of the package deal is apparent. What the package deal means is that some truth may provide a veneer but lies get smuggled into the idea that damn whatever’s true. What’s valid about white privilege is the fact that bigotry and racism are involved in it. The lie(s) include the idea that color of skin and hair texture determine character and that every white person is evil. Let’s consider Charles Brooks, Jr, who actually led a vicious existence.
The written word has power. Dominick Dunne’s A Season in Purgatory (1993), a fictional account of the Martha Moxley Murder, reopened eyes to a cold case. Yet, even before the ink dried on this work of literature, two police officers named Steve Carrol and Frank Garr and a reporter named Leonard Levitt suspected Michael Skakel of the crime.
Some may feel that killers have no regard except for their own. This is an error. The “Casanova Killer” Paul John Knowles slayed at least eighteen people over the course of nearly four months from Florida to Texas and from Alabama to Georgia in 1974. He murdered men, women, and children. Why? He did it out of unselfishness and self-destruction.
Charles Milles Manson died on November 19, 2017. This ugly emotionalist headed the Manson Family who brutally murdered nine people in the late 1960’s.
In 1972, an assailant silenced the life of Dr. John Robert Hill in his home. In time, the assassin would be tagged as Bobby Vandiver. He made a case saying that Ash Robinson, the Texas oil tycoon whose daughter became the wife of Dr. Hill years earlier should have been culpable. Negating all of this, a policeman gunned down Vandiver without him giving a full testimony as to how he received $5,000 from Robinson.
So, I have this stomach ache. And it sucks. I feel as if Democrats and Republicans have just met outside of Congress and they’re fighting over a bill before it is even passed on Capitol Hill. Dad offers a simple concoction: ginger ale and Angostura bitters. Though no ice is involved, the drink is still cold. I imbibe the simple cocktail and revel in the smoothness and richness of the bubbles going down to my unruly stomach.