Yannow, I love reading Jack Reacher novels. I love it when he kicks ass, like in Worth Dying For when he put four or five ex-Nebraska football players in the hospital. When Nebraska was in the Big 8, later the Big 12, they loved to bully the weaker teams, leaving their starters in when the game was won and running up the score. I remember one game they played against Missouri when they were already leading by 50 points in the 4th Quarter and running a trick play to score another touchdown. What sportsmanship! Way to rub the weaker team’s nose in the dirt. That’s why I enjoyed it when he beat the crap out of the Corn Huskers. In another novel, Echo Burning, he kicked the shit out of two cowhands and when he returned to the ranch and the owner asked what happened to them, he told them they picked a fight with “the wrong guy”. That’s what happened to St. Trayvon of Skittles and that’s what happened to DeAndre Felton. He picked a fight with “the wrong guy”.

DeAndre Felton and his crew had a problem: The mall was closed. The curfew in effect. But they were still high on drugs and wanted to have more fun. So they decided to beat someone up.

Turns out they chose The Wrong Guy.

Just like the cowboys who picked a fight with Reacher.

Just as an aside. Tom Cruise as Jack Reacher? Are you shitting me? Tom Cruise? A young John Wayne could be Jack Reacher. A young Robert Mitchum. Tom Cruise? WTF? What were they thinking? Aren’t there any badass Hollywood dudes anymore or are we stuck with George Clooney and Brad Pitt? Tom Cruise? If Jack Reacher took a shit, it would be Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt.

They had just come from a local park where DeAndre and 15 others beat up two girls, sending one to the hospital with a broken arm.

Big bad black dudes. Beating up girls. I guess they figgered they could beat them up with no sweat.

So DeAndre came up with an increasingly popular idea: In St. Louis they call it the Knockout Game. In Illinois, Polar Bear Hunting.

Regardless of what DeAndre in Meriden, Conn., called it, the rules are the same all over: Find a person who looks defenseless. Then punch him. Or kick him until you get tired or he is knocked out. Or worse. Game over.

A fun game for feral inner city blacks. This is what Lyndon Johnson’s Great Fucking Society has wrought. This is a result of TyLenolia and NyQuillia downloading babies by multiple sperm donors and competing with each other for the number of babies and the number of separate sperm donors. Feral blacks roaming the streets and beating up innocent people and now they have an excuse. “It’s for Trayvon!” Thanks Obungler. Thanks Holder. Thanks Sharpton. Thanks Jackson. Thanks Ebony Magazine. Thanks Jamie Foxx. Thanks Spike Lee. And adding to the chorus is Colin Powell who has decided to engage in a little race baiting over St. Trayvon of Skittles as well. Y’all did a real good job stirring up black rage.

DeAndre was part of a pattern of hundreds of examples of black mob violence documented in more than 80 cities revealed in “White Girl Bleed a Lot: The return of racial violence and how the media ignore it.”

And let’s not forget about how the Black Grievance Industry promotes it as well as the media. We saw NBC edit a 911 recording to make it sound like George Zimmerman was a racist. Obungler is more of a racist than George Zimmerman. We saw ABC alter photographs of Zimmerman’s injuries to make them look less serious than they actually were. And the LSM wonders why it is losing credibility with Americans? We saw what the LSM actually is, leftist propaganda purveyors.

DeAndre knew The Knockout Game was usually pretty safe. For the attacker, that is. In Meriden, victims aren’t likely to carry concealed weapons. Nor do they fight back: As one player said in Philadelphia as his victim begged for mercy: “It’s not our fault you can’t fight.”

Big brave feral black dudes.

So when DeAndre and his gang of eight to 10 left the parking lot in a Meriden mall just a few weeks ago – soon after the park beat-down – he was confident little could go wrong when he told his friends he wanted to “beat someone up.”

They found their victim a few minutes later. Soon DeAndre and his confederate, Deshaun Jones, were peeling off from the group, heading for a guy walking home from work. Alone.

We don’t know his name or race or much else about him other than this: He was The Wrong Guy.

With their friends lurking less than 100 yards away, DeAndre and Deshaun attacked The Wrong Guy. Then came the surprise: The Wrong Guy fought back. He pulled a knife. Soon DeAndre was dead, and Deshaun was on his way to the emergency room.

He shoots! He scores! But, of course, DeAndre was just a sweet little boy, just like St. Trayvon of Skittles.

It took the police a few days to piece it together. And while they did, Facebook pages, Twitter streams and a televised candlelight vigil were full of praise and happy memories for the fallen DeAndre. Full of promises to catch the person responsible. Full of rumors about what happened – including some who thought DeAndre could be the next Trayvon Martin, the Florida teenager who was killed by a neighborhood watch commander.

the Florida teenager who was killed by a neighborhood watch commander, in self defense because St. Trayvon was slamming his head into a sidewalk. FIFT.

Two weeks after the killing, police released the results of their investigation. They said they delayed release of the findings out of respect for the family of DeAndre and on the advice of community leaders. Curiously, the police report did not mention the earlier mob attack involving DeAndre. Nor did the police mention what, if anything, they did out of respect for the two female victims of the earlier assault.

Wouldn’t fit the narrative.

But the report left little doubt about what happened that night.

They talked to other members of Andre’s mob, plus a dozen more people, and they all said the same thing: DeAndre and Deshaun attacked The Wrong Guy, who then stabbed them in self-defense.

The families didn’t want to hear that explanation.

Deshaun’s mother said the police had it wrong: The Wrong Guy was the real attacker.

Of course he was. He walked up to a mob of feral blacks, pulled a knife, and started slashing. Deshaun was a nice little angel. It was the girls that picked the fight in the park. It’s just a shame that “the Wrong Guy” wasn’t better with the knife so Deshaun could have died as well as DeAndre.

“This is a monster, this is a monster after children,” Alexis Jones said. “This man is still on the streets, and my son is sitting home trying to recover. My son has two stab wounds in his back, one on his side, and he has a slice on his neck.”

Wrong! He was a hero who took one thug off the streets. Too bad he didn’t complete the job.

DeAndre’s mother joined in.

“I just don’t believe it. My son was not raised to be a troublemaker,” said Valda Felton. “I don’t want them or anyone else to make my child out to be a villain.”

Family friend and minister Rev. Dante Moss, who officiated at DeAndre’s funeral, held a press conference and called the police findings a “comic book.” Moss compared DeAndre to Trayvon.

The minister and the family said the police had it wrong: The Wrong Guy attacked DeAndre and DeShaun, not the other way around.

Police say not one of the people present corroborated Moss’ claim. But Moss just kept on keeping on.

Better call up Ben Crump, the Martin family lawyer so he can get Al Tawana Brawley Crown Heights riots Freddie’s Fashion Mart arson Sharpton involved. He might even get Oboner to say that if he had sons they would look Like DeAndre and Deshaun.

Police say not one of the people present corroborated Moss’ claim. But Moss just kept on keeping on.

Prolly hopes he can get to be famous. Race baiting can be a lucrative profession. Ask Sharpton and Jackson.

He posted the following almost a dozen times on DeAndre’s Facebook page, now a memorial site: “The Funeral is over but Deandre is still screaming for Justice! Get Ready to Rock The Earth! Don’t let him Die Twice!!!! Stand Ready to Rock the Earth!”

Posters to local news sites pitched in, including his aunt.

“Deandre was trying to help his friend after he got stabbed,” said Talitha Frazier “Then deandre got stabbed in his back. I have one question? In the state of Ct. at what point are you allowed to take someones life. Some one please answer that for me. I am his aunt.”

When they are trying to play the Knockout game with you Aunt Asshole. There’s your answer.

So now we have the local branch of the Black Grievance Industry demanding “justice” for DeAndre and Deshaun. This will give feral blacks another excuse to beat up white people. “This is for Trayvon. This is for DeAndre, This is for Deshaun.” Too bad the victim didn’t have a gun. He could have done a better job and rid the world of two thugs instead of one.

Read the rest of the story at the link and listen to the friends and families in denial. The good news? They found the “wrong guy” and he was not charged. By the way, DeAndre was fifteen and Deshaun was thirteen. Nothing like getting an early start to be a thug wannabe.