Call Me “Jonah”

 

 

I live in the belly of the beast—New York City.

I hate New York City.

“If you hate it so much, why don’t you move?”

There are tens of millions of patriotic Americans who live in miserable places, but who cannot presently move.

However, unlike just about every other journalist in this city, I derive a great advantage from living here—it gives me an inexhaustible source of material.

Other writers residing here have to lie, and say how wonderful NYC is, or lie, in making up stories about racist white phantasms, on whom to blame for imaginary evils, or for evils committed by their political allies. In one of my most famous articles, I showed how TV producer Dick Wolf’s show, Law & Order, routinely took crimes committed by blacks, “ripped from the headlines,” and then re-wrote them as if whites had committed them, or fabulated crimes that had never been committed, and depicted whites as the perps.

If I hadn’t lived here, I never would have come up with one of my biggest scoops, exposing the regime of fake crime stats institutionalized by New York City Police Commissioner Bill Bratton, under Mayor Rudolph Giuliani. I would also have been way behind the curve regarding the spread nationwide of fakestats, when Giuliani’s former commissioners and their lieutenants were hired to run the police departments of Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Chicago, Miami, etc., and personnel in other big cities (New Orleans, Dallas, etc.) also jumped aboard the fakestats bandwagon.

But New York City is an expensive town, and I have hungry babies to feed and clothe.

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Sincerely,

Nicholas Stix