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POETIC JUSTICE
When diversity-loving white people reap what they sow

Amy Biehl

Amy Elizabeth Biehl, (in the center of the picture in this article), by all accounts a talented, intelligent woman, arrived in South Africa in 1993 as an exchange student on a Fulbright Fellowship and was continuing her Ph.D. studies in political science at the mainly Black University of the Western Cape. She left Stanford, where she had received her earlier degrees, for South Africa with anti-racialist political objectives in mind. She wanted to fight apartheid, which she passionately opposed, and accordingly spent much of her time registering Black voters in South Africa's first all-race elections, scheduled for April of 1994, which would hand over political control of the country to its Black majority.

Biehl would have acknowledged, openly and proudly, that she was working against her own race and on behalf of another race, the Black race. That was the principal ideological source of her now celebrated idealism. She wanted to fight White "racism"; she wanted to help its supposed Black victims.

On August 25, 1993, Biehl was driving three Black companions through Cape Town's Guguletu Township. A mob of toyi-toying supporters of the Pan-Africanist Congress (PAC), fresh from a raucous political meeting, attacked her car, pelting it with stones and smashing its windows while shouting "One settler, one bullet," a PAC slogan popular among South African Blacks, "settler" being a synonym for a White South African. Biehl was struck in the head with a brick and, bleeding heavily, dragged from her vehicle. As she tried to flee, stumbling, across the road, she was surrounded by a throng of Blacks who repeatedly kicked, stoned, and stabbed her. The fatal wound, among many, came from a knife, buried to its hilt, that entered under her ribs and ended in her heart.

It is now claimed by her eulogists that Biehl died bravely. But the truth is that she didn't. She died begging for her life. No one can blame her, of course, but the story of Amy's bravery is just a pious lie. She died as most of us would die under similar circumstances - a degrading, abject death, beseeching her tormentors for mercy, but receiving none.

In July 2003, Amy Biehl's mother was in St. Louis doing work for the Amy Biehl Foundation. The same day she was in town, KMOV-TV reported that the Negroes who murdered Amy Biehl were released from the South African prison where they were serving time for the murder.

UPDATE SEPTEMBER 2007: From KSDK-TV St. Louis:

Students at Rockwood Summit High School in suburban St. Louis will hear a powerful message about reconciliation — a lesson taught by the mother of a murder victim and the man who committed the crime.

Linda Biehl and Ntobeko Peni will speak Monday at the school in Fenton. Biehl’s daughter, Amy, was killed in South Africa in 1993 while trying to promote democracy.

Peni was at the time a member of a radical political group. He was one of the men convicted and imprisoned in the killing of Amy Biehl.

After four years in prison, he sought forgiveness from the family. Linda Biehl not only forgave him but hired him as program director of the California-based foundation that bears her daughter’s name.

So, in the four years since Ntobeko Peni and Amy Biehl's other killers got out of prison, the victim's mother gave one of her murderers a job in the foundation which bears the name of the woman he murdered. That would be like the ADL hiring Hitler in 1946.

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Rachel Corrie

From the Associated Press:

The parents of a 23-year-old peace activist who was killed by an Israeli bulldozer in the Gaza Strip urged those attending a memorial service to honor her memory by standing up for peace and fighting injustice.

"Rachel was taken from us by the kind of violence that she was working to stop in the Gaza Strip," Craig Corrie told the more than 350 mourners remembering his daughter, Rachel Corrie, Saturday.

She had dreams of a sister-city relationship between Rafah, where she died March 16 trying to defend a Palestinian doctor's home, and her own town of Olympia, Wash., where she was a student at The Evergreen State College, her parents said.

She arranged for schoolchildren from Olympia to send e-mail to their counterparts in Rafah and was trying to work with an Olympia storekeeper to sell some handicrafts made by women in Gaza.

"She was a face for the faceless and the voice for the voiceless," said Palestinian-born Mohammad Ismail, one of several speakers during the service in Charlotte, where her parents live.

Cindy Corrie said her daughter just wanted to make a difference.

Rachel Corrie was a member of the International Solidarity Movement, a Palestinian group that protests Israel's presence in the occupied territories. The Israeli government said her death was an accident. Her parents are pushing for a U.S. investigation.

Cindy Corrie said her daughter did not die in vain.

"We will do whatever we can to work for the world you envisioned," she said.

UPDATE SEPTEMBER 17, 2007: The Ninth Circuit Federal Courts of Appeals has turned down the Corrie Family in their attempt to sue Caterpillar, the manufacturer of the bulldozer that ended Miss Corrie's life. The court's reasoning was that such a lawsuit would force the Judicial Branch to assume unconstitutional supervision over American foreign policy.

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Joann Foster and Ronald S. Curtis

(This narrative originally appeared as the White Eagle's North St. Louis CIRCVS MAXIMVS Predatory Thug Baby of the Week Award for December 31, 2004.)

There are multiple winners of Your North St. Louis CIRCVS MAXIMVUS Predatory Thug Baby of the Week Award, for the week ending December 31.

Four winners involving two different crimes, which both have this common denominator: No matter how nice you are to the "community" from which PTBs matriculate, you're just as likely to be one of their victims. In fact, you're more likely to be one of their victims if you try to play nice to them, because (1) You're around them more often, and increased presence alone means increased risk of being a victim of PTB criminality, and (2) Your compassionate heart is a subtle message that the PTBs interpret as weakness and as your being an easy target.

The first three winners are the three young ladies, African Predatory Thugette Babies, of age 13 or 14, who are currently suspected of the December 19 murder of Joann Foster, 62, (white, pictured in this article), of the 4400 block of Arco Avenue in the Forest Park Southeast Africanhood of St. Louis City. Foster was described by her (mostly black) neighbors as someone who would bend over backwards to help the well-being of her (mostly black) neighbors, including giving money to one of the suspect's sisters. Foster has the unenviable career task of teaching biology at Vashon High School, an institution that is itself a hornet's nest for PTBs, and a place where most of the students would rather engage in biology than learn it. So far, it appears that robbery was the motive, and according to a December 30, 2004 article in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, the trio of thugetts have not shown any remorse or contrition, leading a juvenile court judge to allow their continued detention at the juvenile detention facility in St. Louis City, which is a repository for PTBs that would (and maybe should) be confined under harsher circumstances, except that they haven't lived long enough for our little planet to spin around the Sun at least seventeen times.

The fourth winner is an unidentified suspect, who is still being sought by Belleville, Ill. Po-Leece. On the evening of December 29, one Ronald S. Curtis, 59, (white), was robbed and shot to death near the Schnucks Supermarket at Carlyle Plaza where Curtis was getting his family's evening supper. Using eyewitness accounts, Belleville Po-Leece are seeking a man of Africa, a PTB, in his late teens or early twenties. Curtis was a retired Air Force veteran who served 30 years in the Force, with 30 years being the longest the Pentagon will let anyone serve in the Armed Forces. Curtis served three tours of duty in Vietnam, and volunteered for a fourth tour of duty when, after his Air Force career, he took a job as a social worker for the Illinois Department of Human Resources office in East St. Louis; (one could imagine that most of his work there consisted of doleing out government largesse to Enron and other corporate raiders, for sure.) The Post-Dispatch reported that he recently moved from evil white Mascoutah to the (Increasingly) Diverse People's Paradise of Belleville, probably not one of his better choices, as he would have had an easier time with the evil white honkeys in Mascoutah, or even the Viet Cong, than he did with the one unfortunate, put-upon discrimination victim who figured that this cracker had it coming to him. The mayor of Belleville is now whining about how, all of a sudden, Belleville is starting to see a few murders a year when, not so long ago, most years in Belleville were murder-free. What accounts for this trend is anyone's guess.

UPDATE FROM JANUARY 14, 2005: The Predatory Thug Baby, who was one of the co-awardees of the PTB award for the week ending December 31, has been caught. One Curtis J. Richard, 24, of Alorton, Ill., (pictured in this article), has been charged with the murder of Air Force Veteran and state social worker Ronald S. Curtis, 59. The murder took place at Carlyle Plaza in Belleville. The motive for the murder was apparently robbery. Recall that Curtis was shot after having procured his family's supper for the evening at the Schnucks at the Carlyle Plaza. According to the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Mr. Richard has already served two stints in state prison for various felony convictions. The prosecuting attorney in St. Clair County has not decided whether to seek the death penalty, but he might as well forget about it -- Illinois is now a state that has the death penalty in theory but not in reality; thanks a lot, (Indicted Ex-Governor) George Ryan.

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Georgia Peaches

(L to R, Top to Bottom): Miss Carson, Mr. Atwater, Mr. Lovett, Miss Burk, Mr. Lockhart.

Eve Carson, 22, a senior, and the undergraduate student body president, at the University of North Carolina, and Lauren Burk, 18, a freshman at Auburn University, were both murdered in March 2008 on or near their campuses. They were both natives of the state of Georgia. They were both enthusiastic advocates of racial diversity. Miss Carson did charity work in Cuba (what embargo?), Ghana, Ecuador and Egypt, and was very involved in an African children's charity. She was accepted into a number of Ivy League schools, but specifically chose UNC because of its more diverse student body. She also spearheaded the effort to desegregate by duress the UNC residence halls (dorms). Miss Burk was described as a "progressive race activist of mixed Baptist-Jewish ancestry."

And they were both murdered by the diversity they loved so much. Courtney Lockhart, 23, of Smiths Station, Ala., is suspected of murdering Miss Burk. Demario James Atwater, 21, and Lawrence Alvin Lovett Jr., 17, both of Durham, are suspected in murdering Miss Carson.

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Gillian Gibbons

One supposes that she thought it would be so great to teach school in a hotbed of violent, fanatical Islamic funadmentalism and extremism. The 40 lashes she might soon be getting on her back side might convince her differently.

Reuters:

A 7-year-old Sudanese student on Tuesday defended the British teacher accused of insulting Islam saying he had chosen to call a teddy bear Mohammad because it was his own name.

Gillian Gibbons, a 54-year-old teacher at the Unity High School in Khartoum, was arrested on Sunday after complaints from parents that she had insulted Islam's Prophet by allowing the bear to be named Mohammad. She is facing a third night in jail without being formally charged.

(snip)

Justice Minister Mohamed Ali al-Mardi told Reuters formal charges would be leveled once investigations had been completed.

"(The charges) are under the Sudanese penal code ... insulting religion and provoking the feelings of Muslims," he said.

"These are preliminary -- after investigation the final charges will be ascertained," he added.

If charged and convicted of insulting Islam, Gibbons could be sentenced to 40 lashes, six months in prison or a fine, lawyers said.

UPDATE 11/29/2007: She won't receive any lashes, but she will have to spend 15 days in a notorious Sudanese women's prison, that is mosquito-infested, and is viciously overcrowded (designed for 200, holding 1,500).

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Jacque Gorman

"She was in her glory." Indeed. And now, her family has to stick their hands out all around Providence to pay her medical bills and to get her home. That's one expensive "lifelong dream."

Providence (R.I.) Journal, September 11, 2007:

Fundraisers target bringing home ailing teacher from Africa

MIDDLETOWN — Jacque Gorman retired in June after 28 years teaching in the Middletown public schools. By July 4, Gorman was on a flight to Swaziland to fulfill a lifelong dream of teaching African children.

Gorman, a speech and language pathologist at Gaudet Middle School and Aquidneck Elementary School, had planned her trip to Africa for a year, getting the requisite vaccinations and shipping classroom supplies to Africa. At her retirement party, she wore an African-print skirt, a big hat and a smile.

Once overseas, Gorman wrote uplifting e-mails to her friends and fellow teachers back home on Aquidneck Island. She wrote about long nights spent with no electricity, teaching the children language skills, organizing a carnival, riding on a safari, having her hair braided.

“She was in her glory,” says friend and colleague MaryAnne Miller Allan, a speech and language pathologist at Forest Avenue Elementary School.

But Gorman started to feel ill and sought medical help when she visited Mount Kilimanjaro, Tanzania, in late August. Her friends knew it must be serious — Gorman wasn’t one to see a doctor.

Gorman was very sick. Doctors put her on a MedEvac flight to a hospital in Nairobi, Kenya, on Aug. 26.

From there, she was sent to a hospital in Johannesburg, South Africa, for blood plasma therapy. Gorman has been diagnosed with therombotic thrombocytopenic purpura, or TTP for short, a rare blood infection that she may have contracted after a bout of dysentery. Her kidneys, liver and lungs have failed. She receives daily dialysis.

While she’s slowly improving, Gorman remains unconscious and needs a ventilator to breathe, Allan said.

Together, the medical flights and treatment have cost Gorman’s brother, John Adamcik, and his wife, Andrea — her only family members — more than $40,000, and counting. Gorman’s health insurance has covered only a fraction of her medical expenses.

Gorman’s friends and former colleagues have banded together to try to raise at least $100,000 to defray Gorman’s medical costs and to foot the $57,000 bill of sending Gorman on an ambulance flight to a hospital in New York, near her relatives.

John Adamcik and his son, Michael, hope to visit Gorman in South Africa next week, depending on her condition, Andrea Adamcik said.

For now, the Adamciks are spending their days and nights worrying, praying and checking in with Gorman’s doctors in Africa, Adamcik said.

“All we want is for her to come home,” Adamcik said. “I miss my sister-in-law dearly. It deeply saddened me when I heard this. We just have to pray.”

Allan is optimistic. “This is a healthy woman,” she said. “We feel she’s determined to get better. Ever since she arrived in Johannesburg, I’ve had total faith that she’s going to be OK. She’s so loved. I can’t wait to tell her all the wonderful people that have helped out.”

So far, the group has raised $30,000 in just two weeks. Middletown teachers donated $6,000 to the cause on the first day of school last week. Aquidneck School teachers are holdings “Jeans for Jacque” dress-down days every Friday to raise money.

Gorman, Allan said, is outgoing, generous and fun-loving. She loves horseback riding and lives for adventure, like skydiving.

“She treats this island like her family,” Allan said. “She just reaches out to everyone. I am doing this because she would do this for anybody else. She has a heart of gold.”

“We want to thank everyone for their help,” Adamcik said. “It has been beyond the call of duty how many of her friends and colleagues have shown so much concern. I’ve never seen anything like it. We’re overwhelmed by how many people she’s touched.”

There will be a fundraiser on Friday at 4:30 p.m. at the Newport Athletic Club. Club members and others can take group exercise classes, such as spinning and water aerobics, and pay what they wish to benefit the fund. After the workout at about 6 p.m., the Rhode Island Quahog Co. will hold a pasta supper fundraiser, also a pay-what-you-will event.

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Daniel Horkheimer

Daniel Horkheimer was a 29-year old immigration advocacy attorney for Legal Services of Eastern Missouri when he was murdered. Someone tried to rob him while he was in the middle of rehabbing his north St. Louis home, and murdered him in the process.

While this does not seem like an obvious case of poetic justice, in that the probable suspect was probably a domestic African-American rather than an illegal alien, someone who was an "immigration advocate" such that he would work in that field for Legal Services was very likely a "progressive egalitarian" on race. One can't imagine that such a person would have a Theodore Bilbo attitude about African-Americans. In fact, that's so obvious in this case that he chose to buy, rehab, and live in a black neighborhood.

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Julie Laible

Julie Laible grew up on a farm in an almost all-white part of Illinois. She majored in Spanish at the University of Illinois and was greatly influenced by a black teaching assistant, who opened her eyes to racial injustice in America. At her mentor's suggestion, she attended graduate school at the University of Austin, where she could learn firsthand about Hispanics. For her Ph.D. dissertation, she studied heavily Hispanic high schools in the hope of finding ways to make Hispanic students more successful. She also went to Monterrey, Mexico, to give education courses to elementary school teachers.

In 1995, Miss Laible joined the faculty of the University of Alabama at Tuscaloosa, where she did research hunting for ways to improve the performance of black high school students. She got a federal grant to study ways to help Albertville, Alabama, handle its increasing Hispanic population. She was the leader of the church-related Anti-Racism Covenant Community in Tuscaloosa. A teacher who taught Miss Laible in the fourth grade and kept in touch with her says, "She found her calling to help Hispanic people. It brought a sense of meaning to her life."

In 1999, the 32-year-old Miss Laible spent spring break visiting her parents near Naples, Florida. As she drove down Interstate 75 in Manatee County, a 22-pound rock crashed through her windshield, killing her instantly. Juan Cardenas, 19-year-old child of Mexican immigrants, has been charged with second-degree murder for throwing the rock off an overpass. He and a group of other Hispanic teenagers had been throwing rocks at traffic for some time, starting with smaller ones, and working up to rocks so big they had to lift them with two hands. Mr. Cardenas and one of his friends, 17-year-old Jesus Dominguez, went on trial in April 2000.

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Lucky Dube

Wasn't so lucky.

KSDK-NBC-5, October 19, 2007:

JOHANNESBURG, South Africa (AP) -- Lucky Dube, a reggae star who launched his career with criticism of the former apartheid government, was shot to death in an apparent carjacking attempt as he was dropping off his children, police and his Web site said Friday.

The 43-year-old singer was shot Thursday night after two men approached his car in Johannesburg's southern Rosettenville suburb, police spokesman Eugene Opperman said.

"His son was already out of the car. When he saw what was happening, he ran to ask for help," police Capt. Cheryl Engelbrecht said.

The Star newspaper in South Africa said Dube was shot after dropping off his 16-year-old son and 15-year-old daughter at the gate of his brother's house. The newspaper, quoting an unidentified witness, said the wounded musician drove away and hit a car, lost control and crashed into a tree.

Opperman said police were searching for three suspects, although only two men approached the car. "At this time all indications are that it is a hijacking that went wrong," he said.

Dube, one of South Africa's best-known singers, recorded more than 20 albums in a career spanning more than two decades. His albums -- many of which focused on South Africa's former apartheid government -- were sung in Zulu, English and Afrikaans.

His seminal song "Come Together as One" was his vision for unity in the new South Africa.

President Thabo Mbeki praised him as "an outstanding South African" and said the nation needed to "act together as a people to confront this terrible scourge of crime."

South Africa has one of the highest crime rates in the world, recording an average of 50 murders each day. U.N. crime statistics say one in three Johannesburg residents has been robbed. Rapes and assaults also are common.

Ivor J. Haarburger, head of Dube's recording company, Gallo Music Group, said he was deeply saddened by the loss.

"Lucky was not just an extraordinary artist, he was a personal friend," he was quoted as saying on Dube's Web site. "It's so sad to lose such a great friend and so tragically. Why?"

Dube switched from a traditional South African musical style to reggae in the 1980s to express his anger against South Africa's former racist white-minority regime.

Through his music, Dube "played a pivotal role in sensitizing the world about the hardships faced by oppressed people in South Africa at the height of apartheid," the governing African National Congress party said in a statement.

His songs were social commentary on issues that ranged from dealing with alcoholism -- "I am a Liquor Slave" -- to social anthems like "Prisoner," which highlighted the many injustices of apartheid. His first album, "Rastas Never Die," was a message for peace and unity.

He toured all over the world, sharing the stage with such artists as Michael Jackson, Ziggy Marley, Celine Dion, Sinead O'Connor and Sting.

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The Malepropistic Meteorologist

(From the Las Vegas Review-Journal of January 18, 2005, byline is Juliet V. Casey. Pay close attention the the last line of the third paragraph -- Ed.)

Las Vegas civil rights leaders Monday condemned the on-air racial slur that KTNV-TV, Channel 13, weather forecaster Rob Blair made during his Saturday morning forecast, but they praised the TV station's management for its swift action in firing him.

Blair's friends defended him, saying he is not racist and did not deserve to be fired.

"I know what it's like to have a slip of the tongue," said Linton Johnson, a spokesman for the Bay Area Rapid Transit District who described himself as a close friend of Blair. "I think people are overreacting. As a black person, I can say he is anything but racist. This guy has a history of working for and helping minorities." (Emphasis Added -- Ed.)

But several black leaders in Las Vegas said they could not comprehend the comment.

Blair, the station's weekend weather forecaster, was delivering the extended forecast early Saturday when he said, "For tomorrow, 60 degrees, Martin Luther Coon King Jr. Day, gonna see some temperatures in the mid-60s."

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Kathleen Murphy

During the 1991 St. Louis School Board Election, our four conservative, anti-busing candidates ran up against the most dishonest campaign in St. Louis history.

One particularly dishonest forum occurred at St. Pius V Catholic School in south St. Louis, where our candidates walked into a trap set by the extremely leftist so-called "Human Rights Commission" of the St. Louis Archdiocese. (Apparently, they took time off from pederasty!)

The moderator was some shrill and terrificly fevered leftist female, who ran the forum as dishonestly as one might expect: Not only were we and our candidates subjected to the usual lies by the usual suspects, but we were censored, and not even permitted to respond to their lies and accusations.

Moreover, the audience was stacked with other dishonest leftists, whose commitment to the First Amendment was on par with their commitment to the truth: They shouted down and booed anti-busing school board members, as well as our anti-busing candidates when they tried to speak.

Three and one-half years later, the Principal at St. Pius V, a former nun and devout multiculturalist named Kathleen Murphy, was shot in the back by an unidentified black assailant, who left her a quadraplegic. It transpired one night in late October, 1994, while she was returning to her home from the school, two blocks away.

While the six words her assailant uttered, "Stop: I'm going to shoot you," weren't particularly useful to police, they speak volumes to normal people, not poisoned by an enthusiasm for multiculturalism.

No doubt, the assailants words were even less useful to the leftists who participated in that forum, most of whom are psychologically incapable of drawing any lesson from the incident, whatsoever.

I do NOT know if the injured Principal, Kathleen Murphy, was the moderator that night. (I pray she was...) Nevertheless, this much I know with certainty: They were ideologically indistinguishable from each other, and I'm certain that neither learned anything from the experience.

Earl P. Holt III

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Michael Rockefeller

A new book called Thy Will Be Done blames Nelson Rockefeller for exploiting the third world and explains how Mr. Rockefeller's son, Michael, was killed and eaten by third worlders when he went off to save them from his father.

In 1961, while Nelson Rockefeller was governor of New York, Michael was in New Guinea sheltering natives from the ravages of Western materialism. During an expedition to collect tribal art, he had a boating accident and was forced ashore. As he emerged from the water, one of the locals speared him in the chest. To quote from the book: "He was still alive when taken up the river, killed with an ax, and in the religious manner of cannibals seeking the strength of their victims, cooked with sago palm and eaten." [Richard Johnson, Gory saga of a Rockefeller death, NY Post, May 27, 1995, p. 6.]

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Timothy and the Three Bears

A Bedtime Story by Earl P. Holt III

One of the loonier aspects of the so-called "environmental movement" is an obsession to anthropomorphize. (Liberals and other ignoramuses may need a dictionary...) Not only are porpoises and whales attributed human personality characteristics, but sometimes even savage beasts are imbued with such traits.

One individual guilty of this juvenile tendency was a self-styled "eco-warrior" named Timothy Treadwell. Timothy's overactive imagination lead him to the Alaskan Peninsula and the conclusion that he was a "supernatural alien" on a "mission of peace" amongst his very dear friends, the Alaskan Brown Bears (Ursus Arctos.)

For several years, Timothy visited his Alaskan friends from June until October, where he would "run free amongst them -- with absolute love and respect." We know this because Timothy kept "meticulous" diaries of his exploits, wherein he would wax lyrical about his "transformation" as a "fully accepted wild animal" and "brother" to his friends.

Being only human, Timothy did have his favorites: There were "Freckles," "Boobles" and "Chocolate," of whom he claimed to be a protector from licensed hunters and poachers in the national park where he camped.

Being human, Timothy was not without human faults which, doubtless, differentiated him from his bear friends. In addition to misrepresenting himself as a "protector" of bears -- he camped in a national park where hunting was illegal and poaching unusual -- he also lied about his surname, his country of origin, an adult criminal record, and a lengthy history of drug and alcohol abuse. These facts did not prevent his being regularly invited to indoctrinate grade school children into his romanticized view of the relationship between humans and wild, carnivorous beasts.

In a moment of unusual hubris, Timothy once remarked that "it would be an honor to end up as bear scat." In October of 2003, Timothy was thus honored, when two of his friends got a taste of that rare and treasured delicacy, Liberalis Deliciosos. (From Thomas McIntyre, "Reality Bites," Field & Stream, April 2004.)

UPDATE OCTOBER 2007: Timothy Treadwell's story has been made into a movie, called Into the Wild, directed by Sean Penn.

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Judith Todd

Exile for heroine of black struggle

by TREVOR GRUNDY

SHE has been the doyenne of the black rights movement in Zimbabwe since the 1960s, but now the country she loves has finally turned its back on her.

Judith Todd, the daughter of the Prime Minister of Rhodesia in the 1950s, has lost her long fight against President Robert Mugabe's decision to strip her of her Zimbabwean citizenship.

And now the 59-year-old has been forced to continue her fight for freedom from New Zealand, dubbed a "totemless alien" along with the other 45,000 white Zimbabweans by Mugabe.

Speaking to Scotland on Sunday, Todd described how she felt. Still defiant she said: "I have been stripped of my birthright and warn that Robert Mugabe is prepared to do the same to anyone of any colour or background who opposes him.

"I no longer have a Zimbabwean passport and have reluctantly become a New Zealand citizen."

Todd, daughter of Sir Garfield - a liberal who also fought for black rights against the forces of apartheid - locked up her house in a plush part of Bulawayo known as The Suburbs on Wednesday night and told her domestic staff that she could be contacted at an address in Cape Town where she is now staying with friends.

Before leaving, she said that at her lowest moments from now on she would recall the words of her late father, who said: "We stood with courage against white racism. Now we must stand against Mugabe and the spread of black terror."

From Cape Town, where she is now staying, Todd predicted that a wave of state-sponsored violence would spread throughout 2004 as Mugabe prepares for elections and lays plans for the downfall of his black political opponents.

She described how her life has been shaped by her political struggle: "In 2001, Zimbabwe's Registrar-General of Citizenship, Tobaiwa Mudede, refused to renew my passport. Along with Mugabe, Mudede was intent on wiping out the citizenship and voting rights of any Zimbabwean of whatever colour or background thought to be against the ruling party, Zanu (PF). This has affected a minimum of two million Zimbabweans, and perhaps as much as 25% of our population."

She added: "My late father was one of the first affected. Stripped of his citizenship by Mugabe and Mudede just before our last presidential elections in March 2002, his name was put on the special list supplied to all polling stations of those not allowed to vote, even if they'd been citizens for decades, even if, like him, they had been a prime minister and a senator, and even if their names were still on the current voters' roll.

"My temporary passport expired in July 2003 and I was stranded in Bulawayo with no citizenship and no travel documents. Now I have turned to New Zealand, and received a generous and thoughtful response from them."

Todd has taken her political struggle around the world. She left Rhodesia in 1965 to study journalism at Columbia University in the US before returning home in 1970. Two years later she and her father were arrested and then placed under house arrest.

When Todd was released, she was told to leave Rhodesia and never return.

In London she became a white icon in a black campaign to end minority rule in Rhodesia. Hardly a demonstration took place in Trafalgar Square without the figure of the tall, mini-skirted Todd leading the parades, shouting the hardest.

In 1974 she married the banker Richard Acton, heir to one of Britain's most famous Roman Catholic peers, Lord Acton.

In May 1980 she returned to "liberated" Zimbabwe and said that she felt free for the first time in her life.

"Society in Zimbabwe is infinitely more civilised now than it was 10 years ago," she said then. "Now we have a leadership which is dedicated to the concept of non-racialism and people are more relaxed."

Sir Garfield - then a prominent rancher who retained his Christian mission roots and handed over large areas of his farm to former freedom fighters so they could start again in independent Zimbabwe - agreed.

She went on to become director of the Zimbabwe Project which placed ex-combatants into useful jobs at a time when Mugabe and his key supporters were busy building up personal power bases.

The country's new leaders no longer appreciated the outspokenness of Todd and a handful of liberals like her.

And so Todd went from being a champion of Mugabe to one of his sternest critics.

Overnight, the Mugabe-controlled media condemned her as a white witch who allegedly supported his chief political rival Joshua Nkomo's "dissidents".

In 2002 she was again picked up and put into a prison cell along with other shareholders of the country's only independent newspaper the Daily News.

"It all felt so similar," she told friends. "The same type of vehicles, police officers sitting on each side of me. The only difference was that back in 1972 the police were all white and now they are all black."

Later, she won a prolonged court battle for a one-year temporary passport to attend a memorial service for her father at London's St Martin-in-the-Fields.

Sir Garfield Todd was the son of a Scot who emigrated to New Zealand. In the early 1920s the family moved from Auckland to Rhodesia and the young Todd went from being a missionary to a massively respected elder statesman in southern Africa.

UPDATE SEPTEMBER 2007: From the London Sunday Times:

Mugabe was rotten from the start

Judith Todd, the daughter of a former prime minister, had a ringside seat on the rise of the Zimbabwean tyrant. Contrary to popular myth, torture and corruption were his tools from the day he took power, she tells RW Johnson

When Judith Todd was 10, her father Garfield Todd became prime minister of Southern Rhodesia. “We then had a few short years in which we weren’t ostracised,” she says. “When I first went to school and I was asked what my father did, I would say, ‘He’s a New Zealander’, so as not to mention his being a missionary, because missionaries were generally despised by whites for being ‘kaffir-lovers’.”

As prime minister Todd planned to extend the franchise to blacks, which soon made him hugely unpopular with white voters so Judith told classmates her father was a missionary, not letting on that he was prime minister.

In 1958 Todd was ejected from power and ostracism began in earnest, culminating with his being restricted to his farm by his successor, Ian Smith, once Smith had decided to declare independence from Britain in 1965. In 1972 both Todd and Judith were arrested for their continuing opposition to white minority rule. Judith went on hunger strike, which was forcibly broken, and was then allowed to leave for exile.

When Rhodesia became Zimbabwe and gained its independence in 1980 both Judith and her father were feted as heroes of the liberation struggle. Gradually, however, they both fell foul of Robert Mugabe and in 2002 Sir Garfield (he had been knighted in 1986) was deprived of his citizenship and his right to vote. Judith, though she had been born in Zimbabwe, was also deprived of her citizenship and would have been stateless but for the generous grant of New Zealand citizenship by that country’s prime minister, Helen Clark.

Judith’s new book, Through the Darkness: A Life in Zimbabwe, is a surprise to many who expected it to be all about the traumas of the past few years in Zimbabwe. Mercifully – for the story of the land invasions and subsequent economic collapse has been told and retold elsewhere – she says little about that. Instead the book deals largely with her life in the 1980s and 1990s as she threw herself body and soul into the work of rebuilding the country after its long civil war.

The effect is powerful because she knew the whole top political elite, frequently interacted with them and is able to be detailed and accurate about her dealings because she kept an extensive file of the memos and letters. “The lucky thing was I had no computer, just an old manual typewriter and I kept carbons of everything. In a way the book existed long before I wrote it,” she says.

The book blows sky-high the usual picture of Zimbabwe as having been run more or less reasonably by Mugabe, until his defeat in the constitutional referendum of 2000 caused him to pull down the pillars of the temple. As becomes all too clear, the worm was in the apple from the start, with the new regime adopting a totali-tarian and often violent attitude towards opposition.

Torture, corruption and disregard for the rule of law were the norm right away – indeed, the real question is how on earth Lord Soames, Britain’s proconsul in charge of the transition to majority rule, could have permitted the 1980 election.

Mugabe broke all the rules – his guerrillas roamed the villages when they should have been at assembly camps, there was widespread intimidation and open violence against many opposition candidates: one such candidate was last seen pinned to the ground having red hot coals rammed down his throat.

What fooled many people was that once Mugabe had forcibly incorporated Joshua Nkomo’s Zapu into his ruling Zanu-PF the country was so close to a one-party state that Mugabe simply didn’t need to show the iron fist, but it was always there. “As I try to show, there were a few people, like the guerrilla veteran, Aaron Mutiti, who understood Mugabe from the start. Aaron said in 1980, ‘Family life, religious life and economic life as we know it will progressively disappear if Mugabe gets to power’.

“But most people thought this was way over the top. That was the problem. The opposition was naive about what Mugabe might do if challenged. They threw themselves into elections, really believing that Mugabe would allow himself to be voted out of office. Everyone underestimated the depth of his ruthlessness.”

There are several oddities in this. So many of the politicians Judith helped free from Smith’s clutches or, later, from Mugabe’s jails, soon joined the government and became little Mugabes themselves.

How could Judith stay friendly with such people – and how to explain that the patient, long-suffering Shona people have produced such a brutal and ruthless regime? “None of those people are still friends of mine. I’ve lost them all. It is a conundrum about the Shona producing such a regime – one friend once asked me in horror, ‘How did all these monsters find one another?’

“I spend a lot of time Googling Pol Pot, trying to understand. The opposition leader, Morgan Tsvangirai, recently said that ‘Mugabe wants to push us all into a hunter-gatherer subsistence mode of life and to scatter whole communities in the countryside in search of food’. I think that’s about right. Mugabe was friendly with Pol Pot, Ceausescu and Kim Il-sung while Mengistu, the former Ethiopian dictator, is one of his advisers.

“All these men seem to have had the same mindset. But there’s something else too. When Mugabe was ruthlessly imposing himself on his party in the guerrilla camps in Mozam-bique, the worst punishment was to be put ‘in the pits’. No one who’s suffered that is willing to describe it; it just stands for unimaginable horror and cruelty. It’s something to do with water. But quite a few of his lieutenants are men who suffered that and that experience has made them so frightened of him that they obey him implicitly.”

Judith willingly agrees that her own 10-year marriage to banker Richard (now Lord) Acton, heir to one of Britain’s most famous Roman Catholic peers, pales beside the way she has been married to Zimbabwe. “I was always wanting to live up to my parents. My father was so brave and principled. My mother designed the whole national school system. And they were such fun. Zimbabwe has been my full-time commitment ever since 1965.”

But hasn’t what happened fully justified Ian Smith and the white racists who predicted that black rule would mean dictatorship, corruption and chaos? “You have to say they called it right. But if I had my time all over again I would oppose racism just as strongly as I did then.

“The funny thing is that some of those old Smithites are friendly to me now. They’ve changed too – they don’t want to be racists any more. Smith and Mugabe are symbiotic, though. The fear of something like Mugabe created Smith and Smith’s ruthlessness called forth a Mugabe, who has in turn now validated Smith. It goes round and round. But Smith did love the country which was why he gave way rather than see it destroyed. Mugabe is destroying it rather than give way.”

Now is the hardest time. “I remember the Queen saying to me how during all the time Smith’s Rhodesia was out of the Commonwealth ‘we kept a candle in the window for Rhodesia’ – and how, while apart-heid South Africa was also estranged, she kept a candle in the window for South Africa too.

“But all those years we could always look forward to the ultimate triumph of majority rule. Now there’s no such inevitable light at the end of the tunnel. And at that time Zimbabwe seemed to have so many friends – the Commonwealth, at the UN, other African countries and so on. Now the Zimbabwean people seem to have no friends.”

As if in confirmation, Gordon Brown threw the preparations for the forthcoming EU-African summit in Portugal into turmoil last week by announcing that he would boycott the meeting if Mugabe was welcomed. In response, African leaders closed ranks, saying they would not attend if Mugabe was barred.

This sort of standoff just seems to justify Todd’s pessimism about Zimbabwe’s isolation. “The EU invites Mugabe to Portugal, the UN says nothing, no country in Africa is willing to stand up to Mugabe and Zimbabwe isn’t even on the agenda for the coming Commonwealth heads of government meeting in Kampala.”

But surely the Mugabe nightmare will be over one day? “Yes, of course. But right now it’s a genocide. What else can you call it when you pull down people’s houses, deprive them of the means to look after themselves and make it impossible for them to find food? What are you trying to do then except commit mass murder?

“I had a dreadful dream last night. I was in Bulawayo with my parents and great big garbage lorries were being filled up with the bodies of dead children. Actually that is pretty much what is happening.”

Will she go back? “Yes, of course. As soon as I can” – though her book may well have made it very unsafe for her to do that: her forthright criticism of the regime is unlikely to go down well.

In the early 1980s, when she had done far less to provoke its wrath, she was raped as a punishment.

Doesn’t she look forward, when the nightmare is over, to helping reconstruct Zimbabwe from the ruins? “At times I don’t think I can do that again. I came back in 1980 to help rebuild the country after a civil war. When Mugabe goes the rebuilding will have to start from a much lower level. It’s so discouraging. But I know that in the end I will.

“It is my country and the minute I see people I know I can help – and Zimbabweans are such lovely people – there’ll really only be one answer,” she says.

This story has two noteworthy points. First, her decision to side with Mugabe and his ZANU-PF party was merely a matter of political retribution towards Ian Smith, because her father, former Rhodesian PM Garfield Todd, and Smith, disagreed on voting rights for blacks, and Smith actually had the audacity to confine those egalitarian crazies to their farm while he had power, as if they had to be quarantined, as if they were the purveyors of a highly communicable disease which threatened the very existence of Rhodesia (and it turns out Smith knew what he was doing). In other words, she toppled the entirety of white society in Rhodesia simply because her and another white person had a political disagreement.

Second, with her statement that she would oppose "racism" just as strongly now as she would then, she has demonstrated that she hasn't learned anything, or maybe that she is so infatuated with her quasi-religious social doctrine that she isn't able to learn anything.

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Joshua White

Joshua White was a 23-year-old child of hippies who grew up in downtown San Francisco. He was a perfect liberal, who became a child care worker for ghetto children, and had a job as a teacher's aide for learning-disabled pupils at Martin Luther King Middle School. In March, he was shot for no apparent reason by a black man who approached him with a gun, saying "You want to f with me?"

Joshua White's parents were stalwart to the end. Despite their grief, they blamed society, not the unknown killer. The father says, "The violence and despair that is growing among young people just reached right into our home and took our son. The guy who killed my son might have grown up with more respect for other people if he'd had decent schools and programs and playgrounds."

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Dr. Sarah Wykes

A white British "human rights" do-gooder, Dr. Sarah Wykes, is being thumped around by the Angolan government. The official charge is espionage, but the real reason is that Dr. Wykes and her group, Global Witness, have discovered (surprise) corruption relating to oil revenues within the black African government. She and her lib friends on both sides of the Atlantic are shocked that a banana republic that would abscond with oil revenues would also abuse dissidents and foreign investigators.

See more from a March 12, 2007 blog post from The Blotter by ABC.

If you break open a bee's nest, you shouldn't be shocked when you get stung. Or, as the first commenter to the source's blog post said, "What does one expect from a pig, but a grunt."