"It's horrible, horrible. Just horrible...If it makes you feel any better, I forgot my reading glasses."

Channeling my best impression of Uncle Frank from Home Alone here, when Kevin McCallister's family realizes they've left him back in Chicago (as they fly over the Atlantic on the way to Paris) he utters an immortal as he tries to empathize with their plight... ['Dedicated' DNC staffer, 27, dies after being found shot multiple times in the back at 4am on a deserted Washington DC street just two days after he posted on Facebook telling people to 'stop killing each other', Daily Mail, July 11, 2014]:

A 27-year-old Democratic National Committee staffer has died after being shot multiple times in the back in Washington, D.C.

Seth Rich was murdered in Washington D.C., inevitably by a black male he might have at one point tried to register to vote as part of his role of director of voter expansion for the DNC (you know, the vehemently anti-white party)

Seth Rich, director of voter expansion for the DNC, was gunned down on a quiet residential street at around 4.20am on Sunday.

He was found conscious and breathing by police who had been patrolling the area and heard gunshots.

Rich was taken to hospital where he was pronounced dead at 5.57am. 

His death comes just two days after he shared a post on Facebook appealing for an end to gun violence. 

He wrote on Friday: 'I reiterate back to people stop hating each other.

Too much pain to process.

'We have to be better and defend each other more true.

'A life is exponentially valuable. I have family and friends on both sides of the law.

'Please, stop killing each other.'

It doesn't need stating, but nearly 99.9 percent of the "gun violence" in Washington D.C. is committed by blacks. What Rich and his inevitably black killer had in common is simple: they both were out to get whitey. 

Hunter S. Thompson, in his hilarious Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ’72 offered an all-too-familiar look at black violence/crime/dysfunction found in every American city with a black population of more than five percent. In a chapter titled, “Can Georgetown Survive the Black Menace?,” Thompson writes:

Life runs fast and mean in this town. It’s like living in an armed camp, a condition of constant fear. Washington is 72 percent black; the shrinking white population has backed itself into an elegant-looking ghetto in the Northwest quadrant of town – which seems to have made things a lot easier for the black marauders who have turned places like chic Georgetown and once-stylish Capitol Hill into hellishly paranoid Fear Zones. 

 Washington Post columnist Nicholas Van Hoffman recently pointed that the Nixon/Mitchell Administration- seemingly obsessed with restoring Law and Order in the land, at almost any cost – seems totally unconcerned that Washington, D.C., has become the “Rape Capital of the World.” One of the most dangerous areas in town is the once-fashionable district known as Capitol Hill. 

This is the section immediately surrounding the Senate/Congress office buildings, a very convenient place to live for the thousands of young clerks, aides and secretaries who work up there at the pinnacle. The peaceful, tree-shaded streets on Capitol Hill look anything but menacing; brick colonial townhouses with cut-glass doors and tall windows looking out on the Library of Congress and the Washington Monument… 

When I came here to look for a house or apartment, about a month ago, I check around town and figured Capitol Hill was the logical place to locate. “Good God, man!” said my friend from the liberal New York Post. “You can’t live there! It’s a goddamn jungle!”  

Crime figures from “The District” are so heinous that they embarrass even J. Edgar Hoover. Rape is said to be up 80 percent this year over 1970, and a recent rash of murders (averaging one every day) has mashed the morale of the local police to a new low. Of the 250 murders this year, only 36 have been solved… and the Washington Post says the cops are about to give up. 

  Meanwhile, things like burglaries, street muggings and random assaults are so common that they are no longer considered news. The Washington Evening Star, one of the city’s three dailies, is located in the Southeast District – a few blocks from the Capitol – in a windowless building that looks like the vault at Fort Knox. Getting into the Star to see somebody is almost as difficult as getting into the White House. 

Visitors are scrutinized by hired cops and ordered to fill out forms that double as “hall passes.” So many Star reporters have been mugged, raped and menaced that they come and in fast taxis, like people running the gauntlet – fearful, with good reason, of every sudden footfall between the street and the bright-lit safety of the newsroom guard station…. 

Getting beaten in Congress is one thing – even if you get beaten a lot – but when you slink of out of the Senate chamber with your tail between your legs and then have to worry about getting mugged, stomped, or raped in the Capitol parking lot by a trio of renegade Black Panthers… well, it tends to bring you down a bit, and warp your Liberal Instincts. 

 There is no way to avoid “racist undertones” here. The simple heavy truth is that Washington is mainly a Black City, and that most of the violent crime is therefore committed by blacks – not always against whites, but often enough to make the relatively wealthy white population very nervous about random social contacts with their black fellow citizens. 

After only 10 days in this town I have noticed the Fear Syndrome clouding even my own mind: I find myself ignoring black hitchhikers, and every time I do it I wonder, “Why the fuck did you do that?” And I tell myself, “Well, I’ll pick up the next one I see.” And sometimes I do, but not always…

 Not much has changed in D.C. since Thompson wrote those words.

In regards to Rich's murder, one must channel their best Uncle Frank:

 "It's horrible, horrible. Just horrible...If it makes you feel any better, I forgot my reading glasses."

Seth Rich was murdered in Washington D.C., inevitably (and ironically) by a black male he might have at one point tried to register to vote as part of his role of director of voter expansion for the DNC.