Brutal Murder Brings Tears and Blue Ribbons
THE cold-blooded murder of Megan Boken, a 23-year-old graduate of the University of St. Louis who was gunned down in broad daylight last Saturday afternoon by an 18-year-old during an alleged robbery, is a stark example of how Americans react to a death of this kind. Family and friends have wept and prayed on Facebook. They have spoken of her many wonderful qualities. They have circled trees outside Megan’s former high school with blue ribbons. They have anxiously awaited the arrest of her assailants and expressed profuse gratitude to the police when two black men were charged.
But they have voiced no outrage. Megan could have been killed by a bolt of lightening, so anodyne is the reaction to her death. The blue ribbons signify nothing more than sadness. They do not make any demands. They are not a call for collective action on behalf of the many Megan Bokens who have been killed by merciless black gunmen in the last 50 years or the many more who are yet to be murdered. The ribbons are pure sentiment.
Megan Boken is one more sacrificial victim on the altar of white remorse and self-hatred.








