January 25, 2008, - 1:34 pm
By Debbie Schlussel
Many readers–both in the Detroit area and even around the world–have asked me why I haven’t commented on yesterday’s Detroit Free Press front-page story about the apparent perjury of Detroit’s Pimp-Daddy Mayor, Kwame “The Kingpin” Kilpatrick, and his extra-marital lover/chief of staff Christine Beatty.
The Free Press posted steamy SkyPager text messages between Kilpatrick and Beatty, proving that they had a sexual affair AND that they orchestrated the firing of top Detroit police detectives who were investigating a party at the Mayoral Manoogian Mansion that resulted in the assassination of two strippers. Both had denied on the stand that they had such a relationship (Ms. Beatty rolled her eyes in the most exaggerated manner possible), and both denied they orchestrated the firings of the police officers. Their testimony took place at the trial of a lawsuit against the City of Detroit, brought by the fired police officers. It resulted in a multi-million dollar judgment and later settlement for which taxpayers–and not just those in Detroit, a city which gets a ton of federal and state money–will foot the bill.
The reason I haven’t commented is that I really don’t think it’s news. It’s not news because most of us with any sanity–and even most of the racist Detroiters who voted for Kwame when he played the race card–knew that Kwame and Beatty were lying. We knew they were sleeping together. And we knew they ordered the firings. Their claims otherwise–Beatty claimed she got an unsigned memo that told her to fire them and that she shredded it–were obvious lies, then.
Some of Kwame’s 21-plus bodyguards–more than any other mayor in America since his harem and his ego are larger than that of any other Mayor in America–testified that they guarded Kwame and Beatty, while they were en flagrante delicto. They testified that when Beatty’s husband was returning home, they wondered (in jest?) whether they should shoot him to keep him from discovering the little love nest.
Was this not enough proof? Why did you need to see the proof to know these corruptocratic thugs were frauds and liars? I certainly didn’t.
The only thing this story does is show us that this pair were even dumber than I thought–that they texted each other in explicit detail (the Free Pres did not print many of the dirtier e-mails, so much for the public’s right to know) on a city-owned telecommunications device, which they knew could be FOIA’d by third parties at any time.
So the news here is not that Kilpatrick and his WNBA-looking girlie-girl are liars and scuzbuckets. It’s that they are dumb liars and scuzbuckets.
Oh, and as a lawyer, Kilpatrick ain’t too smart either. In order to prove that he committed perjury, the text messages will have to be authenticated as coming from his pager and as typed by him. But, in his statement released Wednesday Night, he stated that the messages were from a bad time in his life and that he and his wife have made their peace. That’s pretty much tantamount to an admission that the text messages were his.
All of this means nothing, though, as I have repeatedly pointed out, because the people of the City of Detroit–being the mostly racists that they are–do not care about how the Mayor that they have twice put in the Manoogian Mansion defecates upon them and laughs about it repeatedly. When he plays his favorite game of cards–the Race Card–they are more easily baited than a fly to honey. They have chosen this Pimp-Daddy, who dresses and behaves as a Pimp-Daddy, to head up their posse, called Detroit. And they get what they deserve.
Kilpatrick and the Missus, Carlita Kilpatrick, while not nearly as smart as the Clintons, play by the Clinton playbook better than the once-Arkansan couple. Like Hillary, Mrs. Kilpatrick goes along with her husband’s infidelities because she likes being first lady. Remember Bill and Hillary’s bathing suit “impromptu” dance on the beach after the whole Monica thing? Yesterday, Carlita posed with Kwame kissing her.
When Hillary’s hubby lied under oath about a sexual relationship with “that woman,” she blamed a “vast right wing conspiracy out to get my husband.” When Carlita’s hubby lied under oath about a sexual relationship with Christine Beatty, hubby himself–Kwame– and his mommy, Congresswoman Caroline Cheeks-Kilpatrick (an anti-Semitic Black Muslim) blamed the “vast WHITE wing conspiracy” out to get him. “Turn off that television, Y’all. Get out and help your boy!” she shrieked in a well-known press conference. Then her husband, another corrupt politico, trotted out the Holocaust, saying his son, Kwame, was like a victim of it.
Desperate to win re-election, Kilpatrick called his bi-racial opponent “the White suburb’s man.” He ran ads in a Detroit Black newspaper, The Michigan Chronicle, showing lynchings and suggesting that’s what would happen if the other Black Mayoral candidate–the “White suburb’s man”–won.
But instead of objecting to all of the extra-marital girlfriends Kilpatrick’s bodyguards testified to wrangling for him and all of the corruption–much of which I haven’t mentioned here–the largely Black electorate of Detroit re-elected the Kingpin to his tax-paid perch. So, no, this isn’t news. And it won’t change a thing. While letters in Detroit’s major papers call for this criminal’s resignation from office, they are all from the suburbs. In contrast, most Black Detroiters quoted in the papers don’t seem to think it matter that their sleazebag Mayor is a liar and a fraud. And a criminal. They didn’t care on election day. Why care now?
It has long been known that Kwame was a thug and a criminal. It’s not new. In 2003, on my popular Detroit talk radio show, I discussed information I got from Detroit cops working undercover investigations in narcotics. They were not shocked when drug kingpins they were tailing attended Kwame Kilpatrick fundraisers. They and Kwame were old friends who went way back to the days when they were all part of the gang of thugs called “The NFL”–“The N*****s of Forest Lawn” (Forest Lawn is a Detroit neighborhood). On my show, I always called Kilpatrick, “The Kingpin,” and played the appropriate background music–Kool & the Gang’s “Get Down On It.”
The people of Detroit like this. They like Kwame’s diamond earrings and gangsta suits. Readers of this site have seen these photos I’ve posted several times on my site of the clown-garb this Mayor wears. It’s clothes that make the man. But it’s also clothes that make the Gangsta Maya who thinks he’s a Playa. When you vote for a pimp, you obviously enjoy being pimped out. Because, hey, he’s a “Brother.” The electoral marketplace has spoken. And it will speak the same again, unless Kwame goes to prison, which I bet he slides from. A slithering snake is good at crawling out of tight places. That’s his job . . . or at least the one the voters of Detroit told him they like.
And then there are the White citizens in the suburbs who enable Kwame further by electing and re-electing corruptocrats like Republican Michigan Attorney General Mike Cox. Cox and Kwame’s father, Bernard Kilpatrick, came out of the same corrupt Edward McNamara machine. (So did Michigan’s failed Governor Jennifer “Gran-HO” Granholm.)
Edward McNamara was the executive of Wayne County–the country containing Detroit–who was indicted (but died and never faced trial). He was involved in fraud at metro Detroit Airport and fraud throughout the county. At the time he became County Executive, he had almost no money. But at the time he left–after an annual salary that never topped $150,000–he had tens of millions of dollars. Gee, how did he get it? Bernard Kilpatrick, Kwame’s dad, was his chief of staff. And Mike Cox was one of his prosecutors.
After becoming Attorney General, Mike Cox refused to investigate the airport fraud and corruption of his old, corrupt mentor, McNamara. And when allegations came out in 2004 about a party at the Manoogian Mayoral Mansion, after which a stripper who performed for “Kwame” was gunned down in a drive-by shooting (after the second try–there was a drive-by shooting of her other car right before), Cox managed to snatch the criminal investigation for himself and cleared Kilpatrick, claiming the party never happened.
A year before the story came out, I first reported it to Detroit on my radio show in 2003. All of the details were the same as those that have spread throughout Detroit over the years. I reported the stripper’s stage name, “Strawberry,” the story of what happened at the mansion, and the details of her drive-by assassination. All of those details are accurate. And I believe the party happened. My information came from several current and former Detroit police officers whom I trust far more than these sleazy politicians.
What I don’t believe is Mike Cox, who whitewashed it. He is running for Governor of Michigan in 2010. He will never get my vote. But he will, sadly, continue to get the vote of the many sheep-like suburbanites who claim they are angry about Kwame Kilpatrick, but continue to elevate those, like Cox, who enable Hizzoner the Mayor, and let him get away with it.
That’s not news either. But I sure wish it would be.
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