Girlfriend’s, MSM’s Cover Stories Unravel, as Two Alleged Accomplices are Arrested in Racist Mass Murderer Omar Thornton’s Criminal Conspiracy, Plus Sideshows
The MSM are a cross between a religious cult and a massive, criminal organization.
The mainstream media (MSM) are off trolling for their next race hoax, having long forgotten their campaign to make Omar Thornton a victim of white racism. But I haven’t forgotten. Eight of Thornton’s victims are still dead, and the other two have scars that will last a lifetime. The media’s libels remain. And the case of a penny-ante criminal conspiracy remains, which gets more pathetic by the day.
Christy Quail, 33, the wife of Thornton’s best friend and former Hartford Distributors colleague, Sean Quail, was arrested on August 6 as Thornton’s accomplice in his criminal scheme. As Matthew Lysiak and Leo Standora of the Daily News reported,
“Christy Quail, 33, was caught twice last month receiving beer from Thornton on tape recorded by a private investigator hired by Hartford Distributors,” police said.
She was arrested at her home yesterday and charged with two counts of sixth-degree larceny, cops said.
On August 16, her husband, Sean, was arrested on the same charges.
Quail was to be arraigned on August 17, but her lawyer instead got a mysterious continuance before court began. I can only imagine that that was in order to drag out matters until after things die down, and the matter can quietly be disappeared.
But a funny thing happened at court that day. When a friend pulled up in a truck to pick up Christy Quail, with husband Sean riding shotgun, a Fox CT team approached the truck to get a shot and ask Mrs. Quail questions. But as soon as she boarded the truck, her husband whipped out cans of hornet and wasp spray, and sprayed reporter George Colli and photographer Alan Chaniewski, hitting Chaniewski in the face.
Chaniewski got first-aid at a nearby firehouse, and the truck was stopped by police, who arrested Sean Quail.
Mr. Quail may need an even better lawyer than his wife.
Note that a couple of days after Thornton’s rampage, his girlfriend, Kristi Hannah, insisted that he didn’t drink, and thus that he would never have stolen beer. At about the same time, Sean Quail floated the same ridiculous claim. What does whether a man drank beer have to do with whether he stole it, in order to re-sell it? They may not be rocket scientists, but their alchemy is identical. What’re the odds on that?
Thornton’s little criminal conspiracy to steal and resell beer might explain why Hannah has, since Thornton’s atrocity on August Tuesday, gone from claiming (without evidence) that her boyfriend had endured two “racist” incidents in two years on the job, to asserting that he was enduring racism “over and over and over and over and over,” on a “daily basis.” Such Sharptonesque hyperbole, and breathless expansion of incredible charges comes straight out of The Race Hoax Handbook.
Thornton’s employer, union, and state officials all maintain, contrary to Kristi Hannah, that he never made any complaints about racism.
And as I previously reported, over one year before the time frame in which Kristi Hannah insists that Thornton saw a drawing of a noose in a workplace bathroom, the State of Connecticut had enacted a law “to punish those who display nooses to intimidate or harass minorities,” with “violators in Connecticut fac[ing] up to a year in prison.”
Hannah has since revised her story, saying that the company would clean off the racist graffiti, and a few days later, someone would paint or wrote more of the same.
Thus, were Hannah telling the truth, based on either the noose or the racial epithets, her boyfriend could have sued Hartford Distributors and become a very rich man, without having to steal from, or even work for the company any more.
Anheuser-Busch routinely lets itself be shaken down for millions by racial extortionists such as Jesse Jackson Sr., but they don’t even own the distributorship. Thus, Kristi Hannah doesn’t appear to be any brighter than her racist, thieving, mass-murdering boyfriend. But she did have sense enough to stonewall the police, when they tried to show her the video of her boyfriend re-selling stolen beer. A criminal’s kind of sense.
The [blonde-haired] girlfriend of Connecticut shooting-rampage madman Omar Thornton yesterday stonewalled cops when she was asked to identify a woman seen on surveillance video receiving stolen beer from Thornton.
Kristi Hannah told reporters that Manchester police had asked her to view the tape and possibly ID a woman seen getting the swiped suds from Thornton, a truck driver for a large beer distributor.
Hannah, 28, asked the cops if the other woman was a “blonde,” she told reporters. [Christy Quail has dark hair.]
Cops told her they would have to check the tape again to see if that was the case....
Hannah, who was nervous about talking to police without a lawyer, then told cops she would not watch the video in their presence. [Why should she be nervous?]
Instead, she said she would watch the video on TV if it were released publicly.
Hannah concocted two secondary cover stories which she thought would refute the videotapes of Thornton stealing. The first one was “he didn’t drink,” and the second story was that all of the white drivers were also stealing, but only Thornton was fired, because he was black.
Posters at racist black blogs have made the same claim, without even referring to Hannah, so natural a talking point that is in such venues.
Should Kristi Hannah also get arrested, look for her to claim that the authorities are retaliating against her for ‘speaking out against racism,’ and seeking to silence her.
Doing its part to bolster the MSM fairy tale, Google made the racist rant, “The Omar Thornton Shootings Show Us Racism Is Here To Stayý,” the number one news story on the case on the day it appeared, even though it was just a post at a blog. (We need to dispense with the idea that Google is an alternative to the MSM, and see it as part of the MSM.)
Some less experienced readers may be wondering how the MSM could maintain its racial fairy tale, according to which Omar Thornton was a black avenging angel, righteously smiting white racists, with such tenacity, in spite of a complete lack of supporting evidence, and in the face of mountains of evidence contradicting their fairy tale.
Such misunderstandings, and I am prone to them, even now, are based on the archaic belief that the media are based on facts. Sometimes they are, such as when a story reports on Lindsey Lohan’s latest brush with the law. But when it comes to a black man blowing away eight white, hard-working, family men, the facts just don’t matter. Or as a J-school professor might say, ‘The facts have to be put into the proper context.’
The MSM are a cross between a religious cult and a massive, criminal organization.
Religion is based on faith, not facts. For a believer to maintain faith in a beneficent Creator, in spite of one terrible fact after another, is a virtue. If journalism is to be more than mere propaganda, however, journalists must submit to facts. But where race or sex is concerned, they don’t.
In a criminal interrogation, in which a group of detectives have thrown a crook’s lies back in his face over and over and over and over and over again, an ordinary criminal would have broken, and recanted his cover story days ago. But members of the MSM cling desperately to their racist, sexist faith. These are people who were carefully screened by journalism schools, based on their hatreds and their contempt for facts, and carefully monitored during that year for disqualifying tendencies towards decency and honesty. And once they get hired, they are continually monitored. Last year, a leading MSM reporter I interviewed mentioned an editor putting him through a wringer politically for a seemingly innocuous story he’d written.
Not only must MSM “reporters” constantly prove anew their fidelity to the MSM’s creed of racism, sexism, and dishonesty, but unlike ordinary criminals, they never get “taken downtown” and confronted, alone, with their lies, by a team of honest interrogators. They always remain together with their co-conspirators, who mutually reinforce each other’s cover stories.
Most of the time, the MSM are able to remain on message with unfolding stories pertaining to race or sex, but sometimes they screw up, and let some truth seep in.
The most dramatic previous case I know of, was the murderous black anarchy that took hold in New Orleans beginning shortly before Hurricane Katrina made landfall, in late August, 2005. Caught up in the initial excitement, the MSM reported honestly on blacks who were breaking into gun shops, murdering people, committing gang rapes, shooting at (mostly white) rescuers, etc. But after a few days, blacks began raging at the MSM for telling the truth, and the MSM’s leading lights suffered truth remorse. As I reported in various forms between October, 2005 and September, 2006, the folks running New Orleans’ Times-Picayune newspaper then organized what is, to my knowledge, the biggest, organized journalism fraud in the history of the American press. The Times-Pic’ unreported many of its own biggest stories, but without admitting that it had published them, and in a few weeks’ time, Times-Pic’ “reporter” Brian Thevenot went from being a celebrity for writing about enduring the anarchy, to being a celebrity for denying that the anarchy had ever occurred.
While Columbia University’s Pulitzer Prize Committee, run by Nicholas Lemann, gave the Times-Pic’ not one but two Pulitzers, as a reward for its fraud, I gave seven of the paper’s editors and reporters my own Duranty-Blair Award for Journalistic Infamy.
Since Omar Thornton’s case was that of a workplace shooting, it was even more sudden and dramatic than New Orleans, since in 2005, the MSM had known both that a hurricane was about to hit land, and what “NOLA” was all about. But when your police contacts call, and tell you that a guy is shooting up a workplace, you grab your laptop, and run. Plus, black workplace shooters have traditionally been rare.
You get to the crime scene, and learn, “Oh, s--t, it’s a black guy!” So, you have to go to Plan B, and swamp the real story with a “racism” story. Fortunately, this is easy: Since the racist mass murderer was a paranoid black, you’re permitted, nay, obliged to ignore the facts. Besides, his white girlfriend and her mother, are playing the game, too. The “racism” story practically writes itself. The eight dead and two wounded whites? Unlike darling Kristi Hannah and her mom, Joanne, they’re just a bunch of racist white trash. They’re not your problem at all. They’re not even collateral damage in the revolution. (When black folks kill other blacks, the victims count as collateral damage.)
The Associated Press has been the most egregious offender in maintaining the dishonest “Thornton was a victim of racism” talking point, so maybe Lemann will reward it with a Pulitzer or two for lying, this time around.
And yet, so few people believe the MSM’s fictions anymore that the entire print industry is teetering on the brink of collapse. Only racist blacks and relatively few white communists believe such nonsense, and blacks never financially supported the MSM, even in good times. And in a case of poetic justice, no matter how far the MSM bend over for racist blacks, the latter still damn them as “racist”!
In matters of race, these days poetic justice seems to be the closest we ever get to justice.
Award-winning, New York-based freelancer Nicholas Stix founded A Different Drummer magazine (1989-93). Stix has written for Die Suedwest Presse, New York Daily News, New York Post, Newsday, Middle American News, Toogood Reports, Insight, Chronicles, the American Enterprise, Campus Reports, VDARE, the Weekly Standard, Front Page Magazine, Ideas on Liberty, National Review Online and the Illinois Leader. His column also appears at Men's News Daily, MichNews, Intellectual Conservative, Enter Stage Right and OpinioNet. Stix has studied at colleges and universities on two continents, and earned a couple of sheepskins, but he asks that the reader not hold that against him. His day jobs have included washing pots, building Daimler-Benzes on the assembly-line, tackling shoplifters and teaching college, but his favorite job was changing his son's diapers.
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