The New York City Council has proposed naming a street after Sean Bell, an unarmed 23 year-old who was shot to death by cops in 2006 on the night before his wedding. No-one's claiming Sean Bell was Mother Theresa (he had convictions for drug dealing and firearms possession), but it does sound particularly crappy to object to the renaming on the grounds that Sean Bell was no sporting hero either.
While some people claim Bell was going to play for the Dodgers, the New York Post's Andrea Peyser begs to differ and takes a mean-spirited swipe at him beyond the grave. Peyser says "The closest he ever got to playing for the Dodgers was buying a Dodger jersey in Modell's." She then contrasts Sean Bell with fellow street-name nominee "Sugar Ray Robinson, the great boxer and an inspiration to youngsters of color."
So the Gawker responds:
"Youngsters of color need to see streets named after only high-quality athletes, not scrubs who weren't even fast enough on the base-paths to dodge 50 bullets."
Just another example of the conservative class drought in action. Merry Christmas one and all!
Monday, December 21, 2009
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