1/24/2003

Well damn! In reference to yesterday's post... Amsterdam News is reporting ...


Reacting to the blaze, Harlemites were suspicious at best:

“Reverend Sharpton should know better that New York is still a Jim Crow town and he has no business trying to run for president,” said 75-year-old Mildred Williams.
Fred Davis warned that Sharpton should start to watch his back now that he has decided to play in the big league. “It’s a dangerous game and he should know how to play it,” Davis said.


Wow.

Read the whole thing. I'm not even sure paranoia is the right word--it's just assumed that there's a motivation behind the fire. Where to begin? And then, "This marks the second time Sharpton’s office has been destroyed by fire. About eight years ago, his office on 125th Street also burned, coincidentally as he ran for U.S. Senate." Instinct #1 says if anybody's doing this on purpose it would be Sharpton. As implied previously, it wouldn't be the first time something burned for his political career. Just to be clear, Sharpton hasn't said anything along the lines of the quotes above--all the quotes and implications are from his supporters.

To update the information from yesterday, "Fire officials told reporters about two hours after the two-alarm blaze was reported that it looked suspicious. But some 45 minutes later, they changed the story, saying that the incident was still being investigated." Sigh. This will go on for a while.

Here's this--the office is "...popularly known as the House of Justice." Yeah, this is a hyperbole-free zone! What time does Green Lantern show up for work? Where was the Flash when the fire started? I imagine a Jumbotron in the center of a huge computer-filled room where Sharpton takes the first reports of giant robots stomping through third-world villages and a voice that sounds just like a voice from last week's alert, but with a bad Indian accent, saying "Help us Reverend Sharpton! We are powerless against this menace!"

If I wasn't my only reader I'd come up with a contest to name my apartment.