That bomb sure was a dud.
Maybe everybody already knew. I like to think that. Because the alternative is that nobody cares. It's a sad thought that such a rich and powerful nation doesn't mind that so many, thanks mostly to the bad luck of being born in a shitty place and/or to a shitty family, are more likely to be shot and killed than are soldiers at war.
Do those murdered make some bad choices and do some bad things. Of course. But only in the ghetto does a bad choice or two lead so certainly to destruction and death. And only in the ghetto, even if you make good choices, do you so routinely get nothing for your efforts but a beat down.
Anyway, I was thinking about this again because the New York Times has a bittersweet feel-good story about a cop running a boxing program in St. Louis. One of the kids seems to be making it.
But overall the odds are horrible.
Of the 30 children from the 1995 team, Cunningham, now 45, believes that nine may be dead (at least six are confirmed), with the rest roughly divided among prison, the Bloods and the Crips.One-third dead. One-third in prison. Most of the rest in gangs. Clearly, if I might restate the obvious, something isn't working.