Being just 12 years old, Jonathan Foster was undoubtedly looking forward to Christmas. But on Christmas Eve he was kidnapped from where he lived, and his badly mutilated body was found on waste ground a few days later. There were no broken bones or any signs of strangulation or head wounds. In fact he had been burned to death with a welding torch. Welding torches get very hot. ‘Crematorium hot’ as one police office on the case said, adding “I’ve never seen burns like this.”
Investigators believe sexual abuse was behind the crime.
Well, what else could it be? It wasn’t robbery, nor assault, nor was there a ransom demand. And it can't be a hate crime either. Why not? Because the suspect is black, and a woman, and the victim was white. Any of which eliminate hate as a motive. That’s why the head of the investigation team informed the media “that’s the only other motive (that makes any sense).”
Despite the fact that the perp, grandmother Mona Yvette Nelson , immediately got on to local ‘community organiser’ (where have I heard that term before), a Black Power advocate who rejoices in the name of Quannel X. Even before she got an attorney! Surprisingly Mr. X thinks Mona’s innocent, libelously throwing the blame onto Jonathan’s step-father.
This was despite the fact that the fiend admitted dumping the body (she hadn’t much choice, she’d been identified) and that detectives had found burned carpet, the same twine found around Jonathan’s hands, and welding torches in her apartment. And the fact that she’s a rap sheet as long as your arm, going back to her mid-teens. Despite this including many serious felonies, she was free to work at the apartment building where Jonathan was kidnapped. Don't blame the employers. They’re prohibited, under disparate impact legislation, from checking on an applicants criminal record. Dat be racis’.
I bring you this disheartening news because you won't see it anywhere else on the MSM, apart from Fox and some local agencies.
In conclusion, I suggest that this is what the good people of Texas would have done in the good old days. And I never thought the day would come when I'd say something like that.