How My Niece Died

This story is one of hundreds Colin Flaherty planned to publish in a book before his death. American Renaissance will post one a week.

For a long time, my niece couldn’t get her act together. She didn’t do well in school and was deeply troubled by a broken marriage that ended when she was very young. But her life seemed to turn around when she joined the Navy and became a well-liked Operating Room Nurse. While in the military, she associated with a lot of blacks, and eventually got pregnant with a mulatto baby.

And then, three black men my niece thought were her friends killed her and her baby. The two of them were slaughtered in a parked car. The baby got it relatively easy. Still strapped in her car seat, the six-month-old was stabbed in the heart and killed instantly. Meanwhile, her mother was stabbed more than seventy times.

The main killer, ratted out by the other two, received a death sentence, mandatory in Florida for the murder of a person 12-years-old or under. But somehow, it got commuted to life. This was not a crime of passion. It was a cold blooded murder plot involving a $100,000 insurance policy on the life of the baby. This plan never had a chance of succeeding, but the “brothas” went ahead with it anyway. These three “fellas” should have paid for this crime with their lives, and 25 years later, none of them have.