Heads-Up, Don't Shoot; I Can't Breathe; Lies Matter I-Can-t-Breathe/We-Can't-Breathe and Hands-Up, Don't Shoot Chants Prove Cover-Ups by Grand Juries in Ferguson re Michael Brown and NYC re Eric Garner -- See Video Exposé Here.
Just as the chant-phrase "Hands Up, Don't Shoot" proves the Ferguson grand jury covered-up the explanation for the trajectories of the fatal shots killing Michael Brown were downward through the top of his head and upper torso, the chant-phrase "I Can't Breathe" (or "We Can't Breathe) proves the NYC cop knew his headlock on Eric Garner was making Garner unable to breathe. Watch the video for an exposé of demonstrably false reasoning. HashTags: #Hands-Up-Don't-Shoot-I-Can't-Breathe-Lies-Matter ; #Hands-Up-Don't-Shoot-We-Can't-Breathe-Lies-Matter; #Obamynous-Wars; #LiesMatter .
Just as the chant-phrase "Hands Up, Don't Shoot" proves the Ferguson grand jury covered-up the explanation for the trajectories of the fatal shots killing Michael Brown were downward through the top of his head and upper torso, the chant-phrase "I Can't Breathe" (or "We Can't Breathe) proves the NYC cop knew his headlock on Eric Garner was making Garner unable to breathe. Watch the video for an
exposé of demonstrably false reasoning. HashTags: #Hands-Up-Don't-Shoot-I-Can't-Breathe-Lies-Matter
; #Hands-Up-Don't-Shoot-We-Can't-Breathe-Lies-Matter; #Obamynous-Wars; #LiesMatter
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(If the closing lines at the
end of the video are rendered too garbled, click
here for a more audible version.)
Jim is a proud descendant of 18th Century criminal exiles from England who swam to the Outer Banks when the British ship taking them to a Georgia penal colony sank in a storm near Cape Hatteras. Having the prescience to prevent their descendants from becoming "TarHeels," they immediately migrated to Virginia, where, within just a few generations they worked their way up into poverty. Jim's grandfather was the first in the family tree to see the distant horizons, but his career was cut short by severe injuries he sustained when a cousin cut down the tree.
After a brief stint in the Amry (ours) following graduation from law school, he began his legal career in the state bureaucracy but was never able to break into the federal bureaucracy. Several years later, he entered the private practice of law and co-founded a small law publishing company. Later, finding the publishing of small laws unstimulating and finding his private practice too private to be lucrative, he began writing political satire/commentary. His greatest vice is taking himself too seriously.
Although he regularly teaches Continuing Legal Education courses to lawyers, he's too-often available through he Rubber Chicken Speakers Bureau to speak on politics, satire, etc., at luncheons, dinners, root canals, funerals, etc. His speaking fees are so outrageously high they border on criminal price-gouging, but as a free-market advocate, he defends his fees on the higher moral ground of charging whatever the traffic will bear. For more information (surely more than one would want or need), go to www.PoliSat.Com.