Horty Rex Re-Blog

”CENTRAL PARK FIVE” = “THE EXONERATED FIVE”

This is a ‘must watch‘!

The story of stolen innocence, childhood and youth due to an entirely flawed system associated to bias, racism and inequality.

HortyRex©   It Is What It Is

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🙏🏽 … ‘They’d already spent years of their lives incarcerated for a crime they didn’t commit.

Yuseff Salaam was released in March 1997 after serving seven years and 11 months, Kevin Richardson was released in June 1997 after serving eight years and two months, Antron McCray was released in September 1996 after serving seven years and five months and Raymond Santana was released in December 1995 after serving six years and eight months. By the time Reyes confessed, Korey Wise had spent 13 years and three months behind bars.

It’s now known that the true perpetrator was Matías Reyes, a serial rapist who was in prison when he confessed to the crime in 2002.

As ‘When They See Us‘ masterfully illustrates, the Central Park Fiveare a tragic example of the flaws in our justice system and the manner in which prosecutors and detectives exploited these flaws and used the city and country’s racial tensions to their advantage.

As a result, five children spent the majority of their teen years in prison for a crime they didn’t commit, and it’s important to remember that they are victims as well.’ … 🙏🏽

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About Nan Mykel

I used to think I would be a child prodigy, but then I got old. Formerly I had fantasies of rubbing elbows with cultural and academic leaders but that did not come to pass because I did not become a cultural or academic leader or any other kind of leader, for that matter. I am not even an "Alpha Dog," a term learned from a friend who had to become "Alpha Dog" in order to influence her own pet. (When gazes lock, she never looks away.) For years I expected to become a published author, but in passing I could not avoid the fact that I had little to contribute to the world's bulging dumpsters. I'm embarrassed to report that I also considered my primary process artistic productions powerful, rather than mildly neurotic. Which is not to say that I disrespect myself, only that I am beginning to doubt my potential for making a mark on the world. If I focus on strict self discipline I may be able to keep my garbage removed on a weekly basis, to keep the kitty box changed, the clothes cleaned, the dog watered, fed and walked, but that just catches me up to the starting mark again. When writing I physically grapple with words, wrestling them from their indifference into attempted chunks of awareness. I sit heavily on my chair; I breathe in artificially cooled air; my ear drums note the tap tap of the keyboard and the steady uninterrupted sound of the air conditioner, What is that sound? The roar of the ocean from 30 yards away...Inside, my thoughts are are balls in an electronic game machine, bouncing hither and yon from lever to lever. I am a little grim and intent until I recall a dream related by a black man in the prison where I once worked. He said that when he was a small boy, back home, he dreamed he was standing on his front porch pissing, and that he suddenly found himself pissing stars...
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3 Responses to Horty Rex Re-Blog

  1. Dr. Rex says:

    Thanks so very much for this reblog … from the heart!! ❤ … PEace!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. A horrible tragedy.

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