As a co-author of the first chapter of Ragtime, the son of a British-Chinese God, I have always wondered if we all stood on the moral principles of Coalhouse Walker, would we all eventually blow up the SEC Building or the Private Egyptian Museum of J. P. Morgan at the moral indignation of a corrupt system that kow-toes to redneck policemen and fireman at the negro level of American political society.
A $185,000 vehicle was broken into by TD Ameritrade and made worthless by felons and thiefs and the negro society of the Wake County Courthouse sat back and accepted bribes in exchange for criminal influence in their courthouse. Coalhouse Walker has charges these redneck negroes with grand larceny, kidnapping, and attempted murder. The thought that a rubber mouse is having sex with stockbroker John Murray's wife once a week does not give me any psychotic satisfaction at all. I want my vehicle restored as it was, plus 20 percent interest on the stolen amount.
