Frankie Seaberry doesn’t understand a little tongue-in-cheek, however Frankie strikes out at any an all who displease her.
I presume Frankie is referring to Ferguson about murder of unarmed black youths (not true he was a full grown, weighing in at nearly 300 pounds). He had finished a strong-arm robbery, was high on something, disobeyed a lawful order not to walk down the middle of the street, then attacked the officer, tried to take his gun. He deserved his fate.
Any police officer, white, black or green, would have put a bullet in him. What was the result: burning and pillaging. By guess who. It sounds and appears to be the beginning of a race war begun by: you can guess who.
I think that the problem lies solidly in Frankie’s lap. It would please me to sit down and have a face-to-face sometime, Frankie.
H. Ray Sigler, Highland