Open Thread Dec. 9: Another Killer Cop Walks, Trump Mental Breakdown Continues

Wanna kill people without punishment? Become a cop and do it in uniform. Though Michael Slater, the South Carolina cop who gunned down a middle-aged man running away from him and then tried to frame him, got 20 years in prison for it, it took two trials to convict him. Even with videotape clearly showing Slater’s guilt, his first jury acquitted him. Now we have this video example from Arizona — a cop kills an unarmed man who is begging for his life because the cop was, naturally, afraid for his own safety. From a man crawling toward him on the cop’s orders. And the cop was acquitted. Why should I be afraid of terrorists? I’m far more likely to be killed by yet another jittery, poorly trained American cop.

If that video didn’t horrify you, this one should: A photography team recorded footage of this starving polar bear on ice-free Baffin Island. That’s what global warming looks like, folks. Be sure to fill the tank on the Range Rover as a memorial.

Of all the dozens of men outed as sexual harassers, assaulters and predators, which one is the creepiest? I formerly would have said Harvey Weinstein, but ex-Rep. Trent Franks might have pulled into the lead with his creepy offer of $5 million to an aide if she would carry his baby after conceiving it the old-fashioned way. But as the link shows, he’s not going to go away from politics entirely. That’s one thing about Republicans — they never give up the grift, because so many suckers send them so much money.

We’ve moved on to the “barking mad” phase of Trump’s decline into senility, as he gave a one-hour talk — “speech” is way too dignified a term for his incoherent rambling — in Pensacola, Fla., during which he mentioned the subject of the rally, Roy Moore, a total of twice. It’s days like this I want to break every bone in his body, including the tiny ones in his ears.

The Daily Beast got its hands on documents showing where James O’Keefe gets his funding for Project Veritas, and there are no suprises. It’s the same ratfucking crew it always is — the Kochs, the Mercers and few more rich sociopaths.

I’m off to buy more milk, bread and toilet paper. I already have plenty of them, but isn’t that what Delawareans are supposed to do when they see an inch of snow?