This story is the mother lode for someone well versed in HBD.
So let’s get this party started.
Since the shooting on Monday, his family said they do not dispute the fact that he participated in the crime, but they spent Tuesday searching for answers as to why the owner of the Step-N-Style clothing store fatally shot him.
“I want answers,” said Isiah Haggins Sr., father of Isiah Haggins Jr. “And I want the truth.”
This happens often after some honest white person has to dispatch some black thug to the Great Beyond out of fear for his life. The DUH-ceased thug’s FAMBLY starts yapping to the media, or uses the Al & Jesse Brigade as a proxy, about how “we wants answers” or “we wants da rest of da storiee” or “we want the TROOF.” Except all the answers you need are right there, and rarely is there a rest of the story. Your thug son threatened someone’s life and the someone defended his life. Of course, by “rest of the story,” Jamal Senior thinks that some CIA/KKK vast conspiracy had it out for Jamal Junior.
Haggins’ grandmother, Kay Haggins, wants to see Step-N-Style’s surveillance video as proof that her grandson posed a threat to the store owner.
“I want to know what happened, where he was shot?” she said. “Was it self-defense? Because it’s their word and he’s not here to speak for himself. We don’t know. We are just going by what (the store owner) said. I just want to know how my grandchild died.”
OTOH, when the video is released, they’ll probably claim that the CIA/KKK altered it.
“We have the right to defend ourselves. But nobody wants to harm a child,” one store owner said.
A “child,” such as the above pictured. Forgive me for not knowing any better, taking one glance at him and thinking, “grown man.”
Haggins’ family said he had been in some troubles in the past — he’d been expelled from Trotwood-Madison High School because of bad grades, behavior problems and for shoplifting
And probably a lot worse things in reality, though those things don’t appear on official school records. I’ve never heard of a suspension for bad grades.
but that he also was an intelligent, talented musician
His maternal grandmother, Carrie Gober, said her grandson produced other people’s music in her house
He made mixtapes for other ASIPRING RAPPERS.
he started hanging with the wrong crowd.
Everyone else he was hanging with was the wrong crowd, just not him. Nobody in the wrong crowd is actually part of the wrong crowd, it’s just that everyone in the wrong crowd just happened to fall in with the wrong crowd.
“He started hanging with some guys that I didn’t know. I just didn’t feel comfortable with the boys,” Gober said. “I told little Isiah that I didn’t feel comfortable with them. I didn’t know them. I didn’t trust them.”
So why didn’t you yank the chain, grandma?
“Just because he had dreds and tattoos, that doesn’t mean he was a thug,”
That’s true, if you use her particular choice of effect following cause. But reverse it, and it’s usually the case that the thug crowd likes dreds and tattoos.
He was a home baby. He loved to be home.
Low IQ blacks don’t seem to have much ambition for travel and exploration. Back in the days when Los Angeles had a substantial ghetto, there were lots and lots of ghetto blacks who never even saw the ocean with their own eyes.
What was going through his mind?
“I’za gonna make me a quick buck, dawg”
I had spoken to him that morning and we were supposed to hang out
Ah yes, the quintessential father/son activity, hanging out.
He wanted to go shopping, so he was going to call me back. He never called me back.
Well he did wind up going shopping. He just couldn’t get the usual business end of a barrel gibsmedat discount.