Hollywood actors and stadium-filling musical artists are the heroes of modern society. It’s unfortunate, but true.
We devour the escapism of movies, we bathe in the infinitely varied rhythms, lyrics, and melodies of music, and we find ourselves titillated to hear any rumors involving the personal lives of celebrities.
Celebrities can be forgiven for thinking highly of themselves since, after all, we think highly of them. We made them rich and famous. We built the glittering thrones upon which they recline like royalty. Almost all of us, including I, are guilty of it.
When one of these celebrities dies unexpectedly, before having reached old age, it is international news. They are international figures, of course, so it does make some sense. But the coverage of their deaths–the circumstances surrounding them, the investigations into the whys and hows–are top stories on all major news networks and websites for weeks. In some cases, several years can pass and any new developments will suddenly be news again.
Last Wednesday in Indianapolis, Mr. James Vester, a 32-year-old National Guard veteran of the Iraq war, wanted to buy his parents an iPad for Christmas.
He perused the listings on Craigslist and found one that was being sold from an apartment complex in what he knew was a rough part of the city. For this reason, he decided to pick up the item in daylight. (Some would call this racially profiling the area, others would call it exercising wisdom.)
When he arrived at the apartment, the two sellers of the item, who weren’t actually selling anything at all, shot and killed him.
The killers were apprehended a week later, yesterday. They are, respectively, 18- and 19-year-old brothers Tyshaune and Tryon Kincade. Hopefully, by now, you, dear reader, are keenly aware of the race war being waged by black thugs against whites and you therefore didn’t need to know these two savages’ names to know they are black.
James Vester left behind him a wife of eight years, with whom he produced a little baby boy last November. The boy just had his first birthday. Most ashamedly, he will not know his father. And most shamefully, we, America, will never know him either.
News of his death, and news of the deaths of thousands upon thousands of our other service members, will not make national news. They’re largely relegated to local news affiliates, as was Mr. Vester’s.
Mr. Vester was a veteran of war. Without veterans to serve in our military, in any capacity, we wouldn’t have such cushy lives.
Celebrities are veterans of the silver screen and record labels. Without them to play make-believe and sing for us, we wouldn’t have our entertainment.
War veterans and celebrities…guess which group America values more.