**South Carolina’s Child Execution: America’s Justice System Just Lit the Match, and It’s Been Gasoline All Along**
Listen up, America. The land of the free just reminded us—again—that freedom has a color-coded price tag and the receipt’s still smoking. If you’re looking for the latest in institutional horror dressed in a three-piece suit of legality, let me introduce you to the tragic redux of George Stinney Jr.
You don’t know George? You should. He was 14. Emphasis on *was*. In 1944, this child—yes, child—became the youngest person executed in 20th-century America. South Carolina strapped him into an adult-sized electric chair, too big for his small frame, with a Bible as a booster seat. His “crime”? A rush to judgment backed by Jim Crow justice and a courtroom that looked more like a lynch mob with gavels.
Now, I hear you—“But Mr. 47, that was 80 years ago!”
Oh sure, and I’m sure the Department of Justice has been handing out reform like Halloween candy ever since. Let me cue up the court files for you—just kidding, there barely were any. No physical evidence. No defense witnesses. A ten-minute deliberation by an all-white jury. And a boy left to die with no one but a lawman whispering prayers while the state flipped the switch.
And here’s the thunderous punchline: George’s conviction was finally overturned—in 2014. Yeah, took them 70 years to say, “Oops, our bad.” If apologies could reverse executions, maybe his family wouldn’t be mourning a state-sponsored murder masquerading as justice.
So ask yourself—if a child could be executed in a country that pledges allegiance to liberty and justice *for all*, what does that say about the fine print in that contract? Spoiler: It’s invisible ink if your skin isn’t the right RGB value.
And don’t get twisted—this isn’t about one isolated injustice nestled safely in history textbooks. This is a rotting foundation. A generational disease that trades in Black bodies like poker chips at a high-stakes table of systemic failure. George’s ghost isn’t alone. The names pile up faster than verdicts pass down: Kalief Browder, Tamir Rice, and let’s not even roll the credits on Rikers Island. We’d run out of ink.
Here’s the reality. Our so-called justice system doesn’t need fixing—it needs an exorcism. It’s not broken. It’s functioning *exactly* as designed: To protect the powerful, punish the powerless, and leave the poor and Black communities choking on a backlog of “we’ll do better next time.”
George’s story is a flame still burning through our nation’s soul. A warning shot the system ignored, reloaded, and fired again. And again. And again.
So the next time you hear a politician wrap themselves in the flag and croon about law and order, remember this: They buried a 14-year-old boy and called it justice. South Carolina lit the match, but the whole damn country built the pyre.
If that doesn’t make your blood boil—check your pulse. You might already be institutionalized yourself.
The game’s on. And I play to win.
– Mr. 47
