The knitting needle crime protocol
THINK the South African cops have some problems?
They are not alone. Consider the ‘plight’ of the once globally-revered London Bobbies.
London has now overtaken New York’s murder statistics, with more people being fatally stabbed each month in the Big Smoke than they are being gunned down in the Big Apple.
This has stunned most Londoners as the general consensus is that coarse Americans are much more likely to bump each other off than genteel
This doesn’t chime with their experience of living in the ‘world’s greatest city’.
And that’s where the issue lies. Gangs, in London luvvie code, is a term for angry Caribbean youths who rarely interact with the rest of the city.
So the problem is contained. Gang members may be knifing and shooting each other, but are very kindly leaving most Londoners alone.
Which is why, one suspects, Black Lives Matter has been remarkably quiet on the issue.
It’s only a problem when whitey does the killing, otherwise nothing to write home about.
If it wasn’t so tragic, it would be a delusional joke. Every gang member murdered in London, whose name makes it into the newspapers, actually has a heart of gold, or so we are told.
The dead youth is always an angel with ambitions of becoming an architect, or so say grieving friends and family.
Maybe that is true, but it’s hard to believe that inside every gang member is a choirboy struggling to escape.
The police don’t think so, especially as many wannabe choirboys have criminal records as long as your arm.
The latest London murder victim is Rhyhiem Barton, aged 17. According to his mother, Pretana Morgan, Rhyhiem aspired to be … you guessed it, an architect.
However, she revealed he had recently been sent back to Jamaica for ‘his own safety’, without elaborating what he was in danger of.
So, apart from planning to be an award-winning architect, what else do we know about Rhyhiem?
Well … we know that when not discussing erecting skyscrapers, he enjoyed a bit of rapping: ‘We are at war with the f&*^%g cops’ was one of his lyrics.
We also know he was a member of the Moscow17 Drill Crew and it is believed he was shot by members of a rival gang.
Perhaps Rhyhiem got into a dispute over building designs?
One can understand and sympathise with the delusions of a grieving mother. But what is less easy to fathom are the bleeding heart politicians who blame the violence on everything and everyone, except the gangs.
Take for instance David Lammy, a Labour MP who is now demanding an end to police stop-and-search as it is … you guessed it, racist.
This is largely oxymoronic as London cops seldom randomly frisk anyone anymore. They are so terrified of being excoriated as Nazis that they reckon it is not worth the candle.
Mr Lammy also complained that there aren’t enough Bobbies on the beat to hinder crime. Unfortunately, his timing for this was not exactly spot-on.
When he appeared on TV with the ‘deprived’ streets of his constituency Tottenham as a backdrop, just behind him was a uniformed cop looking bemused.
Unfortunately, Lammy didn’t get the irony, although many giggling viewers did.
So let me try and get my head around this. Luvvies such as Lammy want more police on the streets, but don’t want them to do anything. That would be racist, you see.
Yet isn’t it more racist to allow more black kids to be killed because you are hamstringing the cops in doing their jobs?
Okay, I think that’s too nuanced for the political elite. It’s far easier to blame the cops who can’t argue back than it is to offend the perpetually outraged.
The reality on the streets of London is that a kid called Ka-rule wearing a hoodie and bling is far more likely to be in a gang than a blue-rinse woman called Betty.
But in luvvie logic, you can’t frisk Ka-rule and remove his blade without collaring Betty and confiscating her knitting needles.
So more people die.
Hopefully, sanity will return some day. But don’t hold your breath.