New Afrika's (Jackson, Mississippi) Latest Victim: 87-Year-Old Lawrence ‘Shine’ Thornton

Delbert Belton.

Who’s that, you ask?

Lawrence 'Shine' Thornton: WWII vet. Died in New Afrika (Jackson, Miss.)

When the name of some black person murdered years ago is so much more worthy to bring when discussing inter-racial crime, why mention a white, World War II veteran murdered in by two black males?

Just another octogenarian who has outlived his usefulness.

Right?

Just like Lawrence ‘Shine’ Thornton, an 87-year-old white man living in Mississippi; just another octogenarian, who served in World War II, murdered by a quartet of ‘Obama’s Sons’ (to be fair, one is a black female).

Oddly, CNSnews.com doesn’t mention the race of either Mr. Thornton or the four black individuals charged with his murder. Apparently even this offshoot of Conservatism Inc. can only go so far when they dog whistle.

Thornton would die at the University of Mississippi Medical Center in Jackson, that 86 percent black capital city of the state, whose mayor – Chowke Lumumba - has advocated black racial separatism under the banner of ‘New Afrika’.  [4 Teens Charged in Death of WWII Veteran, Hot Tamale King, CNSnews.com, 10-25-13]:

The king is dead. 

Four teenagers are being charged with capital murder in the fatal mugging of 87-year-old Lawrence E. 'Shine' Thornton of Greenville, Mississippi. 

‘Shine’ was a World War II veteran and a famous personality in the Delta region for his hot tamales. They were known as ‘Maria’s Famous Hot Tamales’, named after his wife Mary. He was crowned king of the 2012 Delta Hot Tamale Festival. 

According to Greenville police, Thornton was killed after being accosted in his own driveway on Oct. 18. He was pushed down and his wallet stolen. 

He passed away from his injuries two days later at the University Of Mississippi Medical Center in Jackson. 

Assistant police chief Andrew Kaho tells the Delta Democrat Times Terrance Morgan and Edward Johnson, both 19; and Leslie Litt and Geblonski Murray, both 18, were arrested in connection with the incident. Each of the four is charged with robbery and conspiracy to commit robbery. 

I didn’t know ‘Shine’ Thornton, but his story was well known and documented in the Delta region. 

It’s a story of hard work, overcoming adversity, belief in God and finding some success in doing something you love. 

A veteran who served on a minesweeper in the Pacific theater during World War II, he returned home to work for a local electric company and eventually opened a liquor store. 

According to a Southern Foodways documentary, a 59-year-old Thornton was worried about making ends meet at the liquor store and was considering getting into the hot tamale business. 

A serious head injury helped to finalize any plans of going from the liquor store to the kitchen. 

“I got hit in the head, I had to go out of the whiskey business. It was about six months before I could do anything,” Thornton said. 

“Doctor Farmingham operated on my head for me and he told me, 'I’m going to have to operate on your head and I don’t know whether you can come out of this alive or not'.” 

“But if you do come out of this alive it’ll be through God’s help that you live through it,” Thornton continued, “But I can’t guarantee you nothing. But I did, I come out of it alive and I got to where I could go back to making hot tamales.” 

Thornton made the hot tamales that made him a local legend for 20 years. 

In 2012, he was crowned king of the inaugural Delta Hot Tamale Festival. 

In 2013, Thornton was accosted and killed for his wallet, allegedly by four teens wanting the money his passion and labor had put in its folds. 

The king is dead.

Why CNSnews.com couldn’t point out the racial dynamics of this attack – strangely similar to the black-on-white murder that just occurred in Jackson when BASS Pro Jimmy Johnson was killed.

Perhaps the venerable Thomas Sowell is on to something…[Early Skirmishes in a Race War: Officials and media aren’t being honest about the violence, National Review, 10-24-13]:

 One of the reasons for being glad to be as old as I am is that I may be spared living to see a race war in America. Race wars are often wars in which nobody wins and everybody ends up much worse off than they were before. 

Initial skirmishes in that race war have already begun, and have in fact been going on for some years. But public officials pretend that it is not happening, and the mainstream media seldom publish it at all, except in ways that conceal what is really taking place. 

More dangerous than these highly publicized episodes over the years are innumerable organized and unprovoked physical attacks on whites by young black gangs in shopping malls, on beaches, and in other public places all across the country today. 

While some of these attacks make it into the media as isolated incidents, the nationwide pattern of organized black-on-white attacks by thugs remains invisible in the mainstream media, with the notable exception of Bill O’Reilly on the Fox News Channel. 

Even when these attacks are accompanied by shouts of anti-white rhetoric and exultant laughter at the carnage, the racial makeup of the attackers and their victims is usually ignored by the media, and public officials often deny that race has anything to do with what happened. 

These attacks have sent many people to the hospital, and some victims have died, but the attacks are often carried out in a festive atmosphere. What are called “troubled youths,” in this and other contexts, are often in fact young people enjoying themselves greatly by creating big trouble for others. 

Sadly, what happened in Milwaukee and Chicago were not isolated incidents. They were part of a pattern repeated in dozens of cities, in every region of the country. Colin Flaherty’s book, which is subtitled “The Return of Racial Violence to America and How the Media Ignore It,” reveals this pattern in painful detail. 

Other books are emerging that are more clearly a white backlash, in the sense that they attack behavior patterns among contemporary blacks in general. 

Perhaps the most clearly “backlash” books are those written by Paul Kersey, whose central theme is that whites have created thriving cities, which blacks subsequently took over and ruined. Examples include his books about Birmingham (The Tragic City) and Detroit (Escape from Detroit). 

Kersey even takes a swing at Rush Limbaugh (and at yours truly) for saying that liberal policies destroyed these cities. He says that San Francisco and other cities with liberal policies, but without black demographic and political takeovers, have not been ruined. His books are poorly written, but they raise tough questions. 

It would be easy to simply dismiss Kersey as a racist. But denouncing him or ignoring him is not refuting him. Refuting requires thought, which has largely been replaced by fashionable buzzwords and catchphrases when it comes to discussions of race. 

Thought is long overdue. So is honesty.

Honesty.

Overdue.

Funny – the people at CNSnews.com couldn’t bring themselves to be honest in the reporting of Lawrence ‘Shine’ Thornton murder, leaving out the crucial element of the black-on-white nature of the attack.

Well, three black males and a black female on one octogenarian white man.

The system is collapsing.

Before our eyes, it is collapsing.

There is no need to do anything that would impede the systems collapse; there is no need to do anything that would buttress this system and give it any fuel to sputter along.

Our job, throughout this entire struggle, has been merely to survive.

One of the most vicious, tyrannical systems ever devised by men is failing, and as it continues to become increasing unstable, the system will lash out in unpredictable manners/ways as a form of self-perseveration.

That’s fine, and only natural

Your job, even if you are uncertain about the end-game of this system and still cling to some fictional notion of a ‘color-blind’ society, is to survive.

Sowell calls the works of ‘Paul Kersey’ a “white backlash” against black dysfunction, and he would be correct. But they are more than that.

SBPDL was started as a joke, but overtime it became something more.

Something elemental.

To paraphrase Jed Eckhart from 1984’s Red Dawn: "Don’t cry. Let it turn into something else.”