27-year-old Walter Wallace was an aspiring rapper, West Philadelphia born and raised. Sadly, he had a very odd way of chillin’ out, maxin’ & relaxin’ all cool. Sometimes it involved phoning terrorist threats to one of his baby mamas. Sometimes it involved choking a woman during a robbery. Sometimes it involved punching his own mama in the face and threatening to shoot her.
Talk about makin’ trouble in your neighborhood.
Last week, Wallace was chillin’ out with a butcher knife, chasing his family and friends like a hip-hop Ginsu salesman. When his moms called the cops, the “Fresh Mince” went after them with the knife, charging the responding officers even as they pleaded with him to drop the weapon. Within seconds, the failed rapper became a successful bullet receptacle, and blacks throughout the nation declared a day (or three or four) of looting in honor of dear departed Black the Knife.
Wallace’s family noted that this fine stabby father of nine had just gotten married last month (like they always say, a true gentleman will choose to settle down following his ninth out-of-wedlock welfare baby). Wallace’s cousin told NBC News, “He loved music. That’s what he loved and that’s what his aspirations were. His dreams are deferred, his dreams were cut down because he got murdered in the streets last night.”
Such lost potential…all those “eat dat big ol’ ass” raps that will never be, and all because a few policemen inexplicably didn’t want to get stabbed in the throat.
Philadelphia’s blacks displayed their brotherly love with night after night of rioting and looting. Cops were assaulted, as were reporters, white people in general, and Jews specifically. Walmarts were sacked, family-owned businesses obliterated, and a Chick fil-A was reduced to rubble (odd that Jesus failed to protect the company that ditched him for gay marriage last year). In response to the citywide devastation and mass injuries (including thirty cops brutalized by the mob), Pennsylvania governor Tom Wolf, a stuttering retard, p-p-praised the p-p-peacefulness of the p-p-protests.
Wolf Blitzer (a retard without the stutter) wondered aloud why the Philly cops didn’t just shoot Wallace in the leg. Since Blitzer is just a pretend newsman, there’s no reason to expect that he’s seen the many, many videos of cops trying to shoot charging knife-wielders who brave nonfatal hits and keep coming. Leftists seem to think that knives are nonlethal. Funny enough, just a few days ago a cop was killed by a rooster with a blade attached to its leg (don’t ask). Now, it’s unfair to compare a rooster to Walter Wallace; the average rooster sires fewer offspring with fewer females. But still, knives kill, even in the “hands” of poultry.
Topping off the carnival of moronity, Joe Biden eulogized Wallace on Twitter as if he were lauding MLK (he probably thought he was):
Our hearts are broken for the family of Walter Wallace Jr., and for all those suffering the emotional weight of learning about another Black life in America lost. Walter’s life mattered.
Speak for yourself, Joe. Some Americans are glad-hearted that it was Wallace and not a cop who got capped.
R.I.P. Walter Wallace. “Yo homes, smell ya later.”
https://www.takimag.com/article/the-...-perished-111/