So, a cop took a fentanyl addict with hypertension and a heart condition to the ground and knee-pressed the guy’s neck.
City coroner said heart attack. Family’s hired coroner said asphyxiation.
But, hey, the science is settled, right?
“I CAN’T BREATHE!” were his last words.
Protests. Riots. Burning. Looting.
Peaceful, right?
I watched a fat black elderly protester holding up a sign that says MY LIFE MATTERS.
In a dense crowd. No gloves, no mask. Hugging strangers.
The other side of her sign said I CAN’T BREATHE.
It’ll come in handy when she catches the Coronavirus and ends up intubated.