In case you are unaware, ROOM EIGHT NEW YORK POLITICS is nine years old this week. The first day of every spring ages us one year. I am sure many folks are surprised that we are still around.
Recently, the public has been inundated by folks in media, with reports of widespread civil-unrest, rebellion, agitation, demonstrations and protests: all in response to the recent spate of outlandish police-killings where no indictments were handed down. Since last spring, we have seen a wave of shocking police-brutality incidents which have left many stunned and bewildered.
On October 28, 1958, two black boys, 7-year-old James Hanover Thompson, and 9-year-old David “Fuzzy” Simpson, were among a group of children in Monroe, North Carolina, who were playing as young children do: without much pattern or apparent direction. Most of the children were white. Their ages ranged from six to ten. They were unsupervised at the time.
I haven’t been writing much in recent months due to the many heavy challenges life has recently sent my way. Maybe one day I will explain further. Just be assured that I am not finished with political commentary as yet. Additionally, I have chosen to stay quiet lately, because I am totally disconcerted with the way ‘we the people’ (for the most part) have tacitly supported the non-representation that apologizes for representative government.