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New York City
was under siege this week. Decent folk cowered at home while two-bit
thugs stalked our streets, guarding the self-important sociopaths
invading Manhattan.

Yep, the United
Nations' General Assembly met as always at this time of year, plotting
to grab more power over the world, and the NYPD milked that for
all the overtime it could get.

Were you to
stroll around the skyscrapers in midtown, you'd assume you're in
occupied territory. Cops — phalanxes of them — clog every intersection,
and movable, metal barricades fence off whole streets, confining
New
York's disarmed populace
to sidewalks as though we pose some
sort of threat. Recall that many of the dictators bloviating at
the UN have hundreds or thousands of rapes and murders, a war or
two, torture and often even genocide to their credit, not to mention
the usual plunder and theft. Yet Our
Rulers fret about protecting them from us.

And so cops
bar traffic, both foot and vehicular, from whatever streets the
sociopaths' motorcades will curse. Because, yes, even the tinhorn
tyrant from Dirtpooristan, where the annual per-capita income is
$1.31, cruises town with his entourage lolling in limousines, plural.

If you don't
live in densely populated Manhattan, you may not appreciate the
havoc cops wreak when they close streets. New York's traffic is
the stuff of nightmares for good reason: street-space is as scarce
as innovative bureaucrats. There are far more cars than inches of
paved road, so taking even one artery out of commission snarls traffic
for miles.

Ditto for pedestrians.
Manhattan is a walker's paradise; you can live your entire life
here and never own wheels because everything you need — and much
that you don't — lies within a few blocks of home. Even straphangers
who ride the subways to work each morning still walk from their
apartment to the station and, on the other end, from the terminal
to the job. At any hour of the day, and often of the night, you'll
find at least a dozen pedestrians ambling along a single block,
and many times that number during rush-hours.

But with the
UN's incursion, cops suddenly declare whole streets "frozen
zones
." They'll block the intersection with their cars,
forcing other drivers to a halt. Ditto for the anyone caught at
that moment on the sidewalk: we are forbidden to cross the street.
It lies empty and clear until Their Highnesses have rolled past
in regal isolation.

"Frozen
zones" can detain folks for 10 minutes or more. It's bad enough
for drivers, but it's horrific on the sidewalks. Those metal barricades?
They act like dams as people pile up. Perhaps you don't want to
cross the street: maybe you just want to head around the corner
for a cup of coffee. You probably won't be able to squeeze through
the crush — and forget about backtracking: pedestrians are bunched
by the scores behind you.

Meanwhile,
the moments tick by as you're once again late to the office, or
that appointment with your biggest client, or fetching your toddler
from day-care. You might think both the cops and the sociopaths
would want employees to reach work on time: after all, it's our
taxes that keep these leeches living high. But no. However pressing
your business, you can jolly well wait until Dear Leader's limos
have glided by on their way to yet
another soiree
or more pontification on "peacekeeping."

Ah, yes: blue
helmets, uniforms, guns and slaughtering anyone who disagrees. That's
a heck of a way to keep peace. I vote we call these hired killers
who impose their commanders' will on helpless civilians what we
do other such scum: "soldiers."

And how many
casualties have these mercenaries racked up as they "peace-enforc[e]"?
We'll never know by asking the one-world government that pretends
to care so very much about us all. Prepare for a shock: though the
UN maintains
meticulous records of its troops' deaths, "covering the period
1948 through 31 August 2011
" and broken out just about
any way imaginable ("Fatalities by year… by nationality and
mission … by mission and appointment type … mission and incident
type … mission, year and incident type … year and appointment
type …," etc, ad nauseam), it neither mentions nor seems
at all concerned for the folks its "peace-enforcers" murder.
Not a word or acknowledgement anywhere of the corpses littering
the UN's wake; indeed, we might be forgiven for thinking the "peacekeepers"
only die and never kill. A tad callous, wouldn't you say?

Even supposedly
independent organizations concentrate solely on the "mortality
rates"
of the UN's troops. Again, "peacekeeping's"
victims merit no consideration or even a passing reference.

And there's
an infuriating, heart-wrenching multitude of victims. For example,
in July 2010, "a
complaint was filed with the Dutch prosecutor’s office
… alleging
that three Dutch soldiers, operating as UN peacekeepers, were complicit
in the commission of war crimes and genocide during the 1995 Srebrenica
massacre
… which resulted in the death of 8,000 Bosnian Muslim
men and boys."

Tragically,
it's unlikely that this or any lawsuit will succeed in punishing
the UN's troops for their crimes. Like all governments, the UN is
above the law: "Relatives
of the victims
of the Srebrenica massacre have previously sought
justice for the actions of Dutch peacekeeping forces, which they
say led to the massacre. In March, the Hague
Appeals Court
upheld
… the UN’s immunity from prosecution by rejecting
claims
… brought by relatives of victims of the massacre. …
The court found that immunity is essential to the UN’s ability to
carry out its duties and that the Dutch acting as UN peacekeepers
could
not be held responsible
…"

Which makes
the chirpy insult on the UN's homepage
all the more offensive: "Welcome to the United Nations. It’s
your world."

Legions of
the dead and caged New Yorkers argue otherwise.

September
24, 2011

Becky
Akers [send her mail] writes
primarily about the American Revolution.

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