July 16, 2013, - 2:53 pm
Aaron Hernandez, Carlos Ortiz & Trayvon Martin: The Problem w Hip Hop Culture & Black “Priorities”; Going By Your “Government”
While Black America continues to rage about Trayvon Martin, they once again demonstrate their sense of priorities and judgment are completely absurd. Take Aaron Hernandez and Carlos Ortiz. While Hernandez is not Black, he behaved as though he wished he were. His fiancee is Black, his associates were Black, and he hung out with Black thugs from the gangsta/hip-hop culture, even keeping a crash pad in urban Boston. And his close associate in murder is Carlos Ortiz, a Black man who was an accomplice in the murder (of another Black man) of which Hernandez now stands accused. Yesterday’s USA Today sports section had an interesting cover story about Ortiz and the culture in which Trayvon Martin seemed to be well on his way to being a part of (remember that Martin was serving a ten-day suspension for drugs–which is why he was in the gated community and confronted Zimmerman–and had a history of violence and theft).
Ortiz is 27 years old and fathered three kids with three different women–which I guess is a low number of each, considering the crowd with whom he hangs out (and with the hip-hip culture and all things Black influencing the rest of American culture, out of wedlock births went way up in White America over the last decade or so). In reading about Ortiz, I learned a new term: “government.” Nope, it doesn’t mean the leadership that makes the rules and runs the city or the country. It’s a new term for what Blacks used to call “your slave name”–a normal American name instead of the LaMarcuses, LaKeishas, and Tywannas of the world. While Black America and its White allies in hop-hop idiocy are angry–VERY ANGRY–over George Zimmerman’s acquittal for self-defense against Trayvon Martin, Black America’s killing fields continue to rack up dead bodies, 80%-plus illegitimacy rates, and a culture of violence far more offensive than a man trying to save his own life when Trayvon Martin was bashing his head into the cement pavement. Ortiz is yet another Exhibit A–his behavior and lifestyle are the accepted norm in Black America and have been for decades:
“Charlie” or “Charlie Boy,” as he is known, has a 4-year-old son with a woman who lives there — one of three children he has fathered with three women in his 27 years, friends say. He knows almost everyone who lives in the area by their street names and by their “government” — the birth names that few go by.
Police knew they could find him there, too. So, many times he has run from them when cruisers rolled down and around the horseshoe-shaped street of boxy, Section 8 housing, looking for him on a warrant for a stolen bike or vandalism or some petty theft. And Davis Drive residents would cover for him: Charlie? Nope, haven’t seen him.
“He was,” Ortiz’s cousin Jose “Ito” Torres said, “one of us.”
Ortiz — who appears to be the prosecution’s star witness in the murder case against former New England Patriots tight end Aaron Hernandez — has had his membership revoked in the DooWops, the nickname for the Davis Drive family, because, Torres says, he is a snitch.
So, if the case is headed where some legal experts believe and Ortiz is granted immunity to help prosecutors convict Hernandez of the execution-style murder of Odin Lloyd, Ortiz should think about staying out of the old neighborhood when and if he’s a free man again, his cousin said.
“He can come back here,” Torres said, “but if you come back to the streets where everybody thinks you’re hard but you’ve been snitching …” His voice trails off. He doesn’t want to say the words. . . .
The two-story, side-by-side units are grouped on each side of Davis Drive. They were built in the 1940s to help returning GIs get back on their feet, Bristol councilman Eric Carlson said. Now, public housing for low-income tenants, the units are tattered. Glass is optional, screens are a luxury.
Nicole “Minnie” Patton answered the door at 125 Davis Drive. Expecting the media, she wore a T-shirt with a photo on the front of the son she has with Ortiz. She insisted, “I have nothing to say,” but let the shirt do the talking — she apparently is proud to be connected to one of the nation’s highest-profile murder cases.
Patton and others realize where this incredible saga might be headed. They had tuned their TVs to the George Zimmerman trial round-the-clock. If the Hernandez case reaches trial, Nancy Grace and courtroom analysts up and down the dial will be talking about Ortiz — about their Charlie Boy. The world will stop and listen to his every word when, or if, he takes the stand.
Maybe Patton will talk to the media then, but she refused to comment about their relationship (friends and police said Ortiz is dating someone else), including the time she called police on Ortiz, according to a May 2011 incident report.
They were still together, and Patton walked out of the house on Davis Drive wearing pajamas. “Go get some (expletive) clothes on,” Ortiz yelled, according to the report. They got into an argument. Ortiz yanked off her shirt, leaving her in just a bra. He then pulled her into the house and across the floor. Ortiz was arrested for breach of peace. . . .
In an affidavit for Ortiz’s arrest on a probation violation, police said that on May 21, when he reported to his probation officer, Ortiz “disclosed that he was abusing PCP, alcohol and THC daily.”
That’s what’s going on in a large portion of Black America from which the Trayvon Martin Fan Club emanates. It’s what’s going on in a large portion of Black America, but G-d forbid somebody White like me continues to point that out. They’re more concerned with grievance theater on America’s streets, while they whine and moan and yell about “Justice for Trayvon” and other baloney.
If they had any sense of justice, they’d give a damn about the injustices that their culture perpetuates every day on the streets of urban America. The Carlos Ortizes of the world, the Aaron Hernandezes of the world (the Black wannabes who’ve been consumed by the hip-hop culture.
But, sadly, they don’t give a damn. Because that doesn’t get them attention. It doesn’t make headlines. It doesn’t help the bottom lines of the Jesse Jacksons and Al Sharptons of the world. It doesn’t make the Miley Cyruses and Jason “Costanza” Alexanders of the world (they were just two of the White celebs attacking the Zimmerman jury’s verdict) feel good about themselves for being nice to the “little Black people.”
And so the Carlos Ortizes of the world will continue their lives of crime in Black America–their lives of fathering and abandoning gazillions of kids with multiple female sperm receptacles and continuing the cycle of crime and violence–because it is tolerated and because his skin tone is the same as their own. And skin tone–in a racist culture–is the only thing that matters.
Yes, the problem with Black America and the hip-hop culture it gave us is that scintillating set of priorities. Or lack thereof.
They have a grievance theater protest to get to.
Tags: Aaron Hernandez, Black culture, Bristol, Carlos Ortiz, Connecticut, Eric Carlson, George Zimmerman, hip hop culture, Hip-Hop, Jose "Ito" Torres, Nancy Grace, Odin Lloyd, Trayvon Martin, Zimmerman Trial