The trial of last century is making all the news in Mississippi and nowhere else, as the racially-motivated murders that inspired the film Mississippi Burning are underway after a lengthy ignoring of the whole thing. It took a little time to build a case and find a non-racist jury, but after 41 years, Edgar Ray Killen is being given as fair a trial as the white man’s legal system will allow in a Philadelphia, Mississippi court.

The accused killer Killen is on trial for the premeditated murder of civil rights workers James Chaney, Andrew Goodman, and Michael Schwerner, who came to the town to aid in black voter recruitment. The accused was originally tried in 1964, but the jury deadlocked and couldn’t decide whether murdering a Negro and two Jews was a crime in Mississippi. “Killer” Killen, as this reporter’s just dubbed him, was released and not retried for years, although he was punished then by enduring Southern cooking at a barbecue in his honor thrown by all his Klan kronies.

Thankfully, Hollywood intervened in 1988 with a film about the murders fueled by the performances of Gene Hackman and Willem Dafoe that, while good, no self-respecting black man is going to sit through when they’ve actually lived the same shit every day. Embarrassed by the liberal ass-tanning, modernized Mississippi began a crusade to re-try Killen and put the killings to rest once and for all.

Since the accusations have resurfaced, Killer Killen has denied orchestrating the murders and downplayed his involvement with the charitable organization the Ku Klux Klan; or at least that’s what his lawyer says he has said, the 80-year-old is a bit indecipherable over the loud sound of his wheezing and mumbling. Philosophers only I’ve talked to suggest maybe Killen will live another 30 years as his real punishment from God, long enough to see black culture completely co-opted by every white kid on his street and allowing black performers to dominate the box office, television, and every station on the radio. And there’s always the White House, if God is particularly cruel to the poor peckerwood.

Some fellow good old guys and girls have come to Killen’s defense, while denouncing the killings, and say the frail, birdlike man had nothing to do with the horrific murder of people they wouldn’t have spat on back then. Among those testifying were other Killens, including Killen’s brother and sister-in-law, and several associates with peculiarly pointy hairstyles, like Cricket Beechauser.

“I love Killen,” said the comparatively young 75-year-old Beechauser. “Killen taught me everything I know, not that I’m braggin’ or nothin’. I’d do anything for him, that’s how much I respect Killen—I’d go to jail for Killen. I’d go to hell for Killen, if that’s what I had to do. Killen ain’t any more racist than anyone here in this courtroom.” To which at least the defense agreed.

The only irregularity in the Killen trial came on Friday when an angry protestor in the courtroom objected to the Beechauser testimony. A young white woman stood up and began shouting at the witness, still on the stand, insisting if the Ku Klux Klan liked Killen so much, they deserved Killen.

“Order in the court!” clichéd Judge Marcus Gordon. “If there’s any more outbursts I’ll remove the defendant. Then there won’t be any Killen to shout about.”

The prosecutor Mississippi Attorney General James Hood, for those of you who like irony, said the state would win this time against the Klansman.

“This time we will get Killen for these killings—hey! I just noticed how that sounds. Weird. But in all seriousness, my office is seeking the death penalty. And we’d better hurry up because this old Nazi is half in the bag already.”

So declare the men of law in Mississippi, where the state motto in racial killings is “better late than never.”

the commune news knows there’s no statute of limitations on murder, but thinks it must be really hard for an 80-year-old white bigot hate machine to find a real jury of his peers in Mississippi—but then again, probably not as hard as it sounds. Shabozz Wertham asked to cover this case, but regretted it after getting down there and experiencing his first day of Mississippi summer. Could be worse, of course—we’re always told it was a lot hotter in the 1960s.
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