A man was robbed at in New York City today. At gunpoint. Just south of Central Park, in front of a Starbucks. The thief made off with $100,000.00.

I’m not kidding. See?

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But what’s striking to me about this was not how unique, and brazen a crime it was (and, as a New Yorker, I must admit I am kindof freaked out), but rather how the foolishly, and recklessly politically correct is the description of the suspect was:

“Police were searching a suspect they described as a man between 25 and 30 years old who was wearing a black parka, black pants is about five feet 9 inches tall.”

Um, wha? …Really? We’re seriously going to continue this charade? Male. Average height. Poncho. Really? Are we really supposed to just pretend that this person wasn’t white, black, or brown? But rather a pure amalgamation of all the human races, with the skin tone of a just-past-perfectly baked sugar cookie? Gimme a break. How are we supposed to look out for this guy? More importantly, how are the Police supposed to look out for this guy? (Well, they won’t admit it publicly, but I ASSURE you they know what race and ethnicity this guy is).

I’ve got an idea. What about not saying “African American” or “White”? What about simply “light complected”? Or “dark-skinned”? More of a medical diagnosis?

And before you even say it, there’s a marked difference here between this and “racial profiling”. THAT is where you assume people of certain vague descriptions *could* commit a crime. This is very, very different. There is an armed, and well-funded maniac on the loose. In my hood. Yikes.

Well, either way, as a society we’ve reached a level of certifiable insanity. If we have to tiptoe around what a gun-toting maniac actually looks like, we’re doomed. Just doomed.

Doomed.