27 August, 2009

Tennessee: Letalvis Cobbins Sentence: Life in Prison

Posted by Socrates in black behavior, black crime, Christian/Newsom, dispossession & destruction, diversity is hate, Knoxville, Socrates at 7:04 pm | Permanent Link

Your White tax dollars will keep Cobbins well-fed for decades. AmeriKwan justice is great, huh? [1]:


[1] the jury was nearly 60% Black in a city with a 16% Black population, although the jury was selected in another city (Nashville)

  • 19 Responses to “Tennessee: Letalvis Cobbins Sentence: Life in Prison”

    1. Lutjens Says:

      That’s ok, the Aryan Brotherhood will jam these niggers good and proper once they get locked up. Justice WILL be served, just not by the KIKE media and court system.

    2. Antagonistes Says:

      Christian and Newsome are our “Anne Frank”– only this time it is real.

      Christian and Newsome are our Aryan “Christs” being tortured and killed by evil men — only this time it is real.

      Whites will soon rise up with the strength and fury of Hermann der Cheruscher, Martel, Don Juan de Austria . . .

      White Fury Rising . . . . justice , pah! It has been made a meaningless concept . . .

      What we will get is . . . . satisfaction.

    3. Johann Says:

      I know this isn’t the proper place but it’s my only recourse.

      How do I get registered to post on the forums?

      I registered properly and have been awaiting a confirmation email to activate my account.

      My email to Mr. Linder bounced.

      Thank you in advance.


    4. -jc Says:

      What would Organized Crime do? Reprisals in Knoxville, say ten for one, toward anything that resembles the perpetrators, perhaps changing at least the outward appearance of gangsters after the first few of 40 or so were drive-by-whacked with letters to the editor explaining what was happening? My guess is that is how it will begin.

    5. Socrates Says:

      Johann — it should work now, or soon.

    6. O*R*I*O*N Says:

      Here is the video of sentencing including reactions of Mr and Mrs Christian and Mr and Mrs Newsom:

    7. Janet Says:

      Johann, that happened to me too. I got this message when I clicked on my email.

      Your account has been activated but you are currently in the moderation queue to be added to the forum.

      My email to Alex bounced as well.

      I’m really looking forward to being a part of this group.

    8. AuntBea Says:

      That’s heartbreaking and enraging listening to those devastated parents.
      They are right. The subhuman is rewarded and the message to other subhumans is “Advance your life, kill Whitey”.
      The jury was intentionally picked to get this verdict. Jew lawyer interventions to twist justice once again.

      The problem is that compassionate misguideds assume negroes think like humans.
      And now with a HNIC the tragedy is the blatant exercise of jew power over Whites by giving negroes domination in our lands.

    9. Stronza Says:

      Janet, if you are indeed a female and are going to the main forum, remember that the boys there (that’s 97% of the posters) don’t like lippy women. Hope you’ve completed Respecting Your Betters 101.

    10. Janet Says:

      Stronza, I’m not understanding your statement. Who said I was a lippy woman? What is this respecting your betters 101? As White Nationalists aren’t we all in this together?

    11. Stronza Says:

      Och, Janet, I was joking.

      One would indeed wish we were all in this together…

      “Respecting your betters” means some of the boys on vnn forum see themselves as superior to females in all respects. And us women, who know better, go along with it. You know, like a long time ago, when our mothers told us to listen respectfully while a guy talked to us even if he didn’t have much worth listening to. :)

    12. Vaultner Says:

      Stronza said:

      …”listen respectfully while a guy talked to us even if he didn’t have much worth listening to.”

      & What do we guy’s do now a days?…LOL.

      Just kidding I for one am glad to see women posting on here.

    13. Janet Says:

      Stronza, I’m glad you clarified that. I was beginning to worry that this site was not for me.

      I get your point though, duly noted. My Mom and Grandma used to tell me the same thing. Be polite and listen.

      Like I said in a previous post, if it weren’t for this website, I would have never known about this Knoxville incident.

      Living in CA is a real challenge. I love to surf and the ocean is a big deal to me. On one hand I just want to leave but then I tell myself why in the hell am I letting these Mexicans win?

      Not only no, but hell no!

      The hatred and venom towards Mexicans by the rest of California is palpable. I really do think that if they try to push amnesty we’ll have civil war in CA. I really do think so. It will be pretty ugly.

      Thank God I can defend myself.

      Vaultner – how nice of you to say that about women posting, thank you.

    14. O*R*I*O*N Says:

      Video of nigger-lemming jury being swayed by Cobbins fambly:

    15. -jc Says:

      Noble defense attorney Green, esq., no doubt believes that Cobbins deserved his vigorous services. Here’s how the “best” defense attorneys apparently think. However, I don’t put Green in quite the same category. I’m told that Mr. Spence is of AmerIndian extraction and suspect Green, if by nothing other than his name but certainly by his actions, is of Jewish extraction. No White person should ever hire Green to even mow their lawn ever again and that includes especially government, funded as it is primarily with the fruit of white productivity. I’m sure Cobbins’ defense was paid, as will be the cost of his incarceration, by the so called State of Tennessee.

      First They Came For The Fascists….
      by Gerry Spence

      Randy Weaver’s wife was dead, shot through the head while she clutched her child to her breast. His son was shot, twice. First they shot the child’s arm, probably destroyed the arm. The child cried out. Then, as the child was running they shot him in the back. Randy Weaver himself had been shot and wounded and Kevin Harris, a kid the Weavers had all but adopted was dying of a chest wound. The blood hadn’t cooled on Ruby Hill before the national media announced that I had taken the defense of Randy Weaver. Then all hell broke loose. My sister wrote me decrying my defense of this “racist”. There were letters to the editors in several papers that expressed their disappointment that I would lend my services to a person with Weaver’s beliefs. And I received a letter from my close friend Alan Hirschfield, the former chairman of chief executive officer of Columbia Pictures and Twentieth Century Fox, imploring me to withdraw.
      He Wrote:

      “After much thought I decided to write this letter to you. It represents a very profound concern on my part regarding your decision to represent Randy Weaver. While I applaud and fully understand your motives in taking such a case, It is so because of the respectability and credibility your involvement imparts to a cause which I find despicable.

      The Aryan Nation, The Brotherhood, and The Order are all groups dedicated to only one premise–hatred of the unlike by the like. They deny the Holocaust and preach the gospel of ethnic debasement and racist supremacy. They are societal malcontents and misfits who espouse nothing worthwhile. It is the beliefs of these groups that Mr. Weaver represents.”

      Mr. Hirschfield went on to argue that my involvement would lend dignity to an illicit and repugnant movement.

      “This is not Huey Newton and the Black Panthers fighting 200 years of prejudice and second class citizenship, nor even the PLO seeking a homeland by terrorist methods. While I abhor terrorism of any kind I do understand its politics. Not so with the philosophy of the groups Mr. Weaver stands for.

      The issues involved are reminiscent of the recent national uproar over the Warner Brothers recording made by a rap singer Ice T which advocates killing cops. Other tracks on the CD were virulently anti-semetic and homophobic. The right of Ice T to publicly record these songs was not the issue. What was troublesome to myself and others was the role of Warner Brothers in disseminating his message in the name of preserving their “creative integrity.” I gave an interview on this subject and suggested that at least in business there was a line to be drawn between unbridled creative freedom and corporate responsibility. In Warner’s case they could have chosen not to distribute this record (it still would have found a distributor), instead they trumpeted the creative freedom argument and by lending their world renowned prestige to the issue they imparted to Ice T and his message a legitimacy wholly undeserved, and in doing so made the recording a national hit in contrast to his previous mediocre results. My premise, therefore, is not the right of Weaver or anyone else to the best possible defense but rather the message sent out when the finest trial lawyer in America undertakes that defense, simply to make that point. The message, I believe, will embolden those espousing the cause Weaver represents and encourage other mindless haters to join up. The resultant media attention will provide a platform previously never enjoyed by these people.

      I clearly know this is not your intent in defending Mr. Weaver but I believe… there is a time when a person of your extraordinary talent and commitment, and knowing full well the notoriety that comes with your representation, perhaps demurs, rather than allow your prominent and respected persona to add legitimacy and notoriety to a sick and twisted philosophy.

      As you know I am not a religious person…but I am keenly conscious of my heritage and the endless persecution Jews throughout the world have suffered.There is in my mind no worse group of people than those involved here who espouse both hatred and violence against Jews, blacks and other minorities without any purpose other than the hatred itself. They don’t seek a homeland, they don’t propose alternatives and they don’t want a solution other than the one Hitler sought. As a result of your involvement these same people will be given a greatly expanded voice at this trial.

      It is because of this that I write and ask you to reconsider your decision to involve yourself in this case. I do so out of total respect and personal affection for you. And, of course, whatever your decision you will always have the same respect and the same affection from me.

      Your friend,

      Alan J Hirschfield

      The next morning I delivered the following letter by carrier to Mr Hirschfield

      “I cherish your letter. It reminds me once again of our friendship, for only friends can speak and hear each other in matters so deeply a part of the soul. And your letter reminds me as well, as we must all be reminded, of the unspeakable pain every Jew has suffered from the horrors of the Holocaust. No better evidence of our friendship could be shown than your intense caring concerning what I do and what I stand for.

      I met Randy Weaver in jail on the evening of his surrender. His eyes had no light in them. He was unshaven and dirty. He was naked except for yellow plastic prison coveralls, and he was cold. His small feet were clad in rubber prison sandals. In the stark setting of the prison conference room he seemed diminutive and fragile. He had spent 11 days and nights in a standoff against the government and he had lost. His wife was dead. His son was dead. His friend was near death. Weaver himself had been wounded. He had lost his freedom. He had lost it all. And now he stood face to face with a stranger who towered over him and whose words were not words of comfort. When I spoke, you, Alan, were on my mind.
      “My name is Gerry Spence” I began. “I’m the lawyer you’ve been told about. Before we begin to talk I want you to understand that I do not share any of your political or religious beliefs. Many of my dearest friends are Jews. My daughter is married to a Jew. My sister is married to a black man. She has adopted a black child. I deplore what the Nazis stand for. If I defend you I will not defend your political beliefs or your religious beliefs, but your right as an American citizen to a fair trial.” His quiet answer was, “That is all I ask.” Then I motioned him to a red plastic chair and I took a similar one. And as the guards marched by and from time to time peered in, he told his story.

      Alan, you are a good and fair man. That I know. Were it otherwise we would not be such friends. Yet it is your pain I hear most clearly–exacerbated, I know, by the fact that your friend should represent your enemy. Yet what drew me to this case was my own pain. Let me tell you the facts.

      Randy Weaver’s principal crime against the government had been his failure to appear in court on a charge of possessing illegal firearms. The first crime was not his. He had been entrapped–intentionally, systematically, patiently, purposefully entrapped–by a federal agent who solicited him to cut off, contrary to Federal law, the barrels of a couple of shotguns. Randy Weaver never owned an illegal weapon in his life. He was not engaged in the manufacture of illegal weapons. The idea of selling an illegal firearm had never entered his mind until the government agent suggested it and encouraged him to act illegally. The government knew he needed the money. He is as poor as an empty cupboard. He had three daughters, a son and a wife to support. He lived in a small house in the woods without electricity or running water. Although he is a small, frail man, with tiny, delicate hands who probably weighs no more than a hundred and twenty pounds, he made an honest living by chopping firewood and by seasonal work as a logger.

      This man is wrong, his beliefs are wrong. His relationship to mankind is wrong. He was perhaps legally wrong when he failed to appear and defend himself in court. But the first wrong was not his. Nor was the first wrong the government’s. The first wrong was ours.

      In this country we embrace the myth that we are still a democracy when we know that we are not a democracy, that we are not free, that the government does not serve us but subjugates us. Although we give lip service to the notion of freedom, we know the government is no longer the servant of the people but, at last has become the people’s master. We have stood by like timid sheep while the wolf killed, first the weak, then the strays, then those on the outer edges of the flock, until at last the entire flock belonged to the wolf. We did not care about the weak or about the strays. they were not a part of the flock. We did not care about those on the outer edges. They had chosen to be there. But as the wolf worked its way towards the center of the flock we discovered that we were now on the outer edges. Now we must look the wolf squarely in the eye. That we did not do so when the first of us was ripped and torn and eaten was the first wrong. It was our wrong.

      That none of us felt responsible for having lost our freedom has been a part of an insidious progression. In the beginning the attention of the flock was directed not to the marauding wolf but to our own deviant members within the flock. We rejoiced as the wolf destroyed them for they were our enemies. We were told that the weak lay under the rocks while we faced the blizzards to rustle our food, and we did not care when the wolf took them. We argued that they deserved it. When one of our flock faced the wolf alone it was always eaten. Each of us was afraid of the wolf, but as a flock we were not afraid. Indeed the wolf cleansed the herd by destroying the weak and dismembering the aberrant element within. As time went by, strangely, the herd felt more secure under the rule of the wolf. It believed that by belonging to this wolf it would remain safe from all the other wolves. But we were eaten just the same.

      No one knows better than children of the Holocaust how the lessons of history must never be forgotten. Yet Americans, whose battle cry was once, “Give me liberty or give me death”, have sat placidly by as a new king was crowned. In America a new king was crowned by the shrug of our shoulders when our neighbors were wrongfully seized. A new king was crowned when we capitulated to a regime that is no longer sensitive to people, but to non people–to corporations, to money and to power. The new king was crowned when we turned our heads as the poor and the forgotten and the damned were rendered mute and defenseless, not because they were evil but because, in the scheme of our lives, they seemed unimportant, not because they were essentially dangerous but because they were essentially powerless. The new king was crowned when we cheered the government on as it prosecuted the progeny of our ghettos and filled our prisons with black men whose first crime was that they were born in the ghettos. We cheered the new king on as it diluted our right to be secure in our homes against unlawful searches and to be secure in the courts against unlawful evidence. We cheered the new king on because we were told that our sacred rights were but “loopholes” but which our enemies: the murderers and rapists and thieves and drug dealers, escaped. We were told that those who fought for our rights, the lawyers, were worse than the thieves who stole from us in the night, that our juries were irresponsible and ignorant and ought not to be trusted. We watched with barely more than a mumble as the legal system that once protected us became populated with judges who were appointed by the new king. At last the new king was crowned when we forgot the lessons of history, that:when the rights of our enemies have been wrested from them, we have lost our own rights as well, for the same rights serve both citizen and criminal.

      When Randy Weaver failed to appear in court because he had lost his trust in the government we witnessed the fruit of our crime. The government indeed had no intent to protect his rights. The government had but one purpose, as it remains today, the disengagement of this citizen from society. Those who suffered and died in the Holocaust must have exquisitely understood such illicit motivations of power.

      I have said that I was attracted to the case out of my own pain. Let me tell you the facts: a crack team of trained government marksmen sneaked on to Randy Weaver’s small isolated acreage on a reconnaissance mission preparatory to a contemplated arrest. They wore camouflage suits and were heavily armed. They gave Randy no warning of their coming. They came without a warrant. They never identified themselves.

      The Weavers owned 3 dogs, 2 small crossbred collie mutts and a yellow lab, a big pup a little over a year old whose most potent weapon was his tail with which he could beat a full grown man to death. The dog, Striker, was a close member of the Weaver family. Not only was he the companion of the children, but in winter he pulled the family sled to haul their water supply from the spring below. When the dogs discovered the intruders they raised a ruckus, and Randy, his friend Kevin, and Randy’s 14 year old son Sam, grabbed their guns and followed the dogs to investigate.

      When the government agents were confronted with the barking dog, they did what men who have been taught to kill do. They shot Striker. The boy, barely larger than a 10 year old child, heard the dog’s yelp, saw the dog fall dead. and as a 14 year old might, he returned the fire. Then the government agents shot the child in the arm. He turned and ran. the arm flopping, and when he did, the officers, still unidentified as such, shot the child in the back and killed him.

      Kevin Harris witnessed the shooting of the dog. Then he saw Sam being shot as the boy turned and ran. To Kevin there was no alternative. He knew if he ran these intruders, whoever they were, would kill him as well. In defense of himself he raised his rifle and shot in the direction of the officer who had shot and killed the boy. Then while the agents were in disarray, Kevin retreated to the Weaver cabin.

      In the meantime Randy Weaver had been off in another direction and had only heard the shooting, the dog’s yelp and the gunfire that followed. Randy hollered for his son and shot his shotgun into the air to attract the boy.

      “Come on home Sam, Come home.”

      Over and over he called.

      Finally he heard the boy call back “I’m comin’ Dad”. Those were the last words he ever heard from his son.

      Later that same day, Randy, Kevin, and Vicki Weaver, Randy’s wife went down to where the boy lay and carried his body back to an outbuilding near the cabin. There they removed the child’s clothing and bathed his wounds and prepared the body. The next evening Weaver’s oldest daughter, Sarah, sixteen, Kevin, and Randy went back to the shed to have a last look at Sam. When they did, government snipers opened fire. Randy was hit in the shoulder. The three turned and ran for the house where Vicki, with her 10 month old baby in her arms stood holding the door open. As the three entered the house, Vicki was shot and slowly fell to her knees, her head resting on the floor like one kneeling in prayer. Randy ran up and took the baby that she clutched, and then he lifted his wife’s head. Half her face was blown away.

      Kevin was also hit. Huge areas of muscle in his arm were blown out, and his lung was punctured in several places. Randy and his 16 year old daughter stretched the dead mother on the floor of the cabin and covered he with a blanket where she remained for over 8 days as the siege progressed.

      By this time there were officers by the score, troops, armored personnel carriers, helicopters, radios, televisions, robots, and untold armaments surrounding the little house. I will not burden you with the misery and horror the family suffered in this stand-off. I will tell you that finally Bo Gritz, Randy’s former commander in the special forces, came to help in the negotiations. Gritz told Randy that if he would surrender, Gritz would guarantee him a fair trial, and before the negotiations were ended, Randy came to the belief that I would represent him. Although Gritz had contacted me before I had spoke to Randy, I had only agreed to talk to Randy. But the accuracy of what was said between Gritz and me and what was hard by Randy somehow got lost in the horror, and Randy’s belief that I would represent him if he surrendered was in part, his motivation for finally submitting to arrest.

      And so my friend Alan, you can now understand the pain I feel in this case. It is pain that comes from the realization that we have permitted a government to act in our name and in our behalf in a criminal fashion. It is the pain of watching the government as it now attempts to lie about its criminal complicity in this affair and to cover its crimes by charging Randy with crimes he did not commit, including murder. It is the pain of seeing an innocent woman with a child in her arms murdered and innocent children subjected to these atrocities. Indeed, as a human being I feel Randy’s irrepressible pain and horror and grief.

      I also feel your pain, my friend. Yet I know that in the end, if you were the judge at the trial of Adolph Eichmann, you would have insisted that he not have ordinary council, but the best council. In the same way, if you were the judge in Randy’s case, and you had a choice, I have no doubt that despite your own pain you might well have appointed me to defend him. In the end you must know that the Holocaust must never stand for part justice,or average justice but for the most noble of ideals–that even the enemies of the Jews themselves must receive the best justice the system can provide. If it were otherwise the meaning of the Holocaust would be accordingly besmirched.

      Alan, I agree with your arguments. They are proper and they are true. I agree that my defense of Randy Weaver may attach a legitimacy and dignity to his politics and religion. But it may, as well, stand for the proposition that there are those who don’t condone this kind of criminal action by our government. I view the defense of Randy Waver’s case as an opportunity to address a more vital issue, one that transcends a white separatist movement or notions of the supremacy of one race over another, for the ultimate enemy of any people is not the angry hate groups that fester within, but a government itself that has lost its respect for the individual. The ultimate enemy of democracy is not the drug dealer or the crooked politician or the crazed skinhead. The ultimate enemy is the new king that has become so powerful it can murder its own citizens with impunity. To the same extent that Randy Weaver cannot find justice in this country, we too will be deprived of justice. At last, my defense of Randy Weaver is a defense of every Jew and every Gentile, for every black and every gay who loves freedom and deplores tyranny.

      Although I understand that it will be easy for my defense of Randy Weaver to be confused with an endorsement of the politics of the Aryan Nation, my challenge will be to demonstrate that we can still be a nation where the rights of the individual, despite his race, color, religion, remain supreme. If this be not so, then we are all lost. If this is not so, it is because we have forgotten the lessons of our histories–the history of the American Revolution as well as the history of the Holocaust.

      And so my friend Alan, If I were to withdraw from the defense of Randy Weaver as you request, I would be required to abandon my belief that this system has any remaining virtue. I would be more at fault than the federal government that has murdered these people, for I have not been trained to murder but to defend. I would be less of a man than my client who had the courage of his convictions. I would lose all respect for myself. I would be unable to any longer be your friend, for friendship must always have its foundation in respect. Therefore as my friend, I ask that you not require this of me. I ask instead for your prayers, your understanding and your continued love.

      As ever,

      Gerry Spence
      Jackson Hole, Wyoming

    16. -jc Says:

      Here’s the world smooth-talking lawyer-politicians like Obama create for us:

      From World Net Daily Tuesday, August 25, 2009:

      How much will you pay for [just the] Wall Street bailout?
      Citizens revolt against government’s reckless spending spree

      By Chelsea Schilling

      A grassroots online community dedicated to driving home the costs of the government’s Wall Street bailout has created a calculator showing exactly how much each and every American family will pay for the spending spree.

      “Here’s the deal,” http://www.Right.org states. “A bunch of jet-set corporate executives made bad bets for their companies and lost, big time. Normally, these companies would go bankrupt. This time, our government is taking money from our families to prop up these insolvent companies.” BAILOUT: Making us pay for corporate failures that are not our fault.

      “TARP and the bailouts of Bear Stearns and Citigroup are just the tip of the iceberg,” the website states. “So far, our government committed more than $8 trillion to funding failed companies (that’s over $60,000 per family in America!). …”

      According to the calculator, with a total bailout of nearly $8.5 trillion divided among 300 million Americans, every man, woman and child in the U.S. would have a tax burden of $27,599. (The IRS reports there were only 138 million taxpayers in 2007, putting the bailout load at $61,153.04 per taxpayer [“producer”].)

      [Angry enough to at least try to keep this thread on-point about “justice?”]

    17. Ian Says:

      I saw family members testifying for the character of the admitted rapist. I cannot recall a case where a white lowlife who had pleaded guilty to rape, had family members put up in court to testify his character to a jury.

    18. Ian Says:

      But I am over in the North of England. Without the internet, and white nationalist websites, I would not have heard of the original crimes, nor of this case. In part that may be because we hear of things that happen in New York and California, much more than in the American hinterland.

    19. knoxville girl Says:

      Waiting on the death penalty for Davidson. Victim impact statements today, ripped my heart out. Now we have someone speaking of Davidson’s crack addict, abusive, prostitute mother on how bad his life was. The only thing this tells me, the system should have taken care of these people long ago. Instead, we have 2 dead young adults who did not deserve one bit of this.