And so, anyone who knows me knows that I have utter disrespect, and disregard for heroism, especially the official narratives of what a hero is, and what a hero does, which is thin cover–a special gloss lipstick marketed as SPF fireproof ego-balm to pad the narcissistic supply chain of the hyper-masculinized– lipstick, or medals hung on the faces of pigs, for example.
SO this recent example, from this weeks headlines (picture and link above):
“A Bronx woman who has accused an NYPD cop of breaking into her apartment during a drunken early morning attack told investigators that he viciously beat her in her bed, punching her more than 20 times.
Officer Eugene Donnelly, clad only in his underwear, eventually fled — but not before taking a drink of milk from her refrigerator, a source familiar with the woman’s account told the Daily News.
Hours earlier, on June 10, Donnelly had experienced his most honorable moment since joining the NYPD in July 2010: He was awarded the Police Combat Cross — the department’s second-highest honor.”
More on MOVE: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MOVE
Excellent documentary about the MOVE coverup: Let the Fire Burn
And then, on the topic of heros. there’s this guy: real bonafide hero, who went undercover and pissed all over the thin blue line, which ran like wet tempera paint or piss in an adult diaper when it was exposed as the cowardly farce that it is–legendary whistle blower Frank Serpico, who has joined the legal team of a whistle-blowing cop.
Officer Adrian Schoolcraft was gang-stalked, and imprisoned in a mental hospital after he blew the whistle on NYPD’s practice of stopping and frisking people for no good reason at all. He also blew the whistle on the police practice of creating the appearance of crime by manipulating crime stats, which is a major source of revenue for most if not all police departments at every level.