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On Locking Up Teens
From CNN: It began as horseplay, with two teenage stepbrothers chasing each other with blow guns and darts. But it soon escalated when one of the boys grabbed a knife.
The older teen, Michael Barton, 17, was dead by the time he reached the hospital. The younger boy, Quantel Lotts, 14, would eventually become one of Missouri's youngest lifers...Lotts is one of at least 73 U.S. inmates—most of them minorities—who were sentenced to spend the rest of their lives in prison for crimes committed when they were 13 or 14, according to the Equal Justice Initiative, a nonprofit organization in Alabama that defends indigent defendants and prisoners."
The 73 are just a fraction of the more than 2,000 offenders serving life sentences for crimes they committed as minors under the age of 18.
Now that you've had some time to understandably fart, a la Life of Brian, in "[Lotts'] general direction," let's take a moment to remember who we are as the people we proclaim to the world we are. You remember 'us'? The people who believe in the rule of law.
Bad as it is that most of these kids are minorities, worse is that some of them are serving life without parole for non-murder, however horrific their crimes were.
I've been the victim of violent crime and had family members actually maimed for life and murdered, so it's not that I'm soft on crime. But I am soft on double standards. Trying kids as adults, as a category in itself, I find horribly unjust. Either you're a kid or you're not. No matter how mature a kid is, we don't let them vote til they're 18, drive til they're 16, drink, see dirty movies or marry until they're whatever that age is in your state. In law school, I was taught that this is your basic 'one way ratchet' and, by definition, to be viewed with suspicion.
The other thing I learned in law school, which only reinforced a concept I was inculcated with at home and by nature, was a respect -- nay, a reverence for the rule of law. That means, we make laws etc. in cold blood so as to guide us through the hot-blooded patches. Killing your stepbrother counts as a hot-blooded patch. The more something upsets us, the longer we should reflect on the proper course of action. 9/11 comes to mind.
We should ditch the entire discourse around trying kids as adults as a matter of the rule of law. If you're a kid, then this. If you're an adult, then that. But deciding case by case is an excellent recipe for letting all our -isms (sex-, race-, class-, vigilant- you name it) control us. OJ's acquittal, flamingly guilty as he was, was both just and good policy given that the LAPD and DA's office flagrantly framed a guilty man. The net result was teaching police and prosecutors around the country to either frame folks more thoroughly or, like, not frame folks at all. That's walking the walk of believing in the rule of law. That's sending a message about what is and is not tolerated. But trying kids as adults on a case by case, oh-so-prone-to-injustice basis? That's just an announcement to the world that you don't believe in the rule of law but in your own 'gut'.
America should decide that kids are inherently, innately different from adults (why else statutory rape or child labor laws?) or do away with the distinction itself and just say what it really means: Perps are perps are perps are perps. Otherwise, we'd just be gilding the lilies of our own hypocrisy and our penchant for pitchforks.





























9/11? Really?
Such a poor reason to invoke 9/11. There are many other instances of foregone restraint you might reference.
Perhaps you should think of 9/11 the same way you command us to think of sentencing youth—the more something upsets you, the less likely you should be to compare it to the attack that produced the most deaths on American soil and the worst American military misadventure since Vietnam.
Your topic has its own merit. Pulling 9/11 out of your hat sensationalizes and makes light of the serious matter you're approaching here. Please aim for more precise comparisons.
Speaking of hot-blooded reactions
yours proves my point. I invoked 9/11 as an example of reacting to something horrendous with hot blood, e.g. invading a country that wasn't involved in it. And btw, I'm an American with First Amendment rights. I can invoke whatever I like.
That's not Life of Brian
The clip that you linked to with the phrase, "I fart in your general direction," is from Monty Python and the Holy Grail. It even says so in the description. Life of Brian is also from the Monty Python gang, but it's a very different movie with very different themes.
Ok. You got me. Everything I've ever written can now be deleted.
Try really, really hard to forgive me, Your Infallible-ness, esp. since I got everything else right, at least according to you. I'm nigh on 50; how many movies YOU seen?
And, just to make you happy, I originally wrote "I piss in your general direction" but corrected myself after (briefly) skimming the clip I searched for on youtube. You're welcome, btw, for me helping U get thru another boring day on the job. Where you obviously have time for pointless corrections like this one. Weird, since elsewhere everyone's losing their obviously redundant jobs. However different the two movies are, was I really wrong in my usage of that passage?
If you haven't made a contribution to MoJo, or any other site you surf regularly at the job where you're clearly unemployed, you might want to 'reconcile' that fact, as is said in law school, with your comment on my slipshodi-ness.
Debra J. Dickerson
MoJo Blogger
Wow, you killed your
Wow, you killed your credibility 40 words into you story.
"40 words into my [sic] subject [i] killed my credibility
40 words in, I was STILL quoting CNN. So your beef is with them, genius.
Debra J. Dickerson
MoJo Blogger
A little off-topic, but ...
... I read your piece on your nephew's shooting, and I found the following passage to be a little naive:
"Talking with friends in front of his home, Johnny saw a car he thought he recognized. He waved boisterously—his trademark—throwing both arms in the air in a full-bodied, hip-hop Y."
Perhaps you didn't realize it back in 1998 when you wrote that, but surely you're aware of this by now: throwing both your arms up in the air outstretched like that is not a greeting, it's a challenge.
Obviously I don't think someone deserves to get shot for that, but it's not a friendly—or even benign—gesture on the streets.