Jack Cashill provides historical context to Eddie Conway’s newfound freedom.
On Tuesday of this week, cop killer and former Black Panther leader Marshall “Eddie” Conway was sprung from a Maryland prison, and the NAACP greeted his release as though he were Nelson Mandela.
As the son of a cop, the nephew of a cop, the cousin of four other cops, I wish I were overstating how indifferent liberal activists were to the murder of then 35-year-old Donald Sager.
The Baltimore Sun suggests I am not: “The Baltimore branch of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People and others hailed [Conway's] release, calling it a ‘monumental day’ and ‘an important page turner in this tragic story.’”
Conway insisted, of course, that he was innocent and that he had been set up because he was a Black Panther. This was a leftist cliché as old as Sacco and Vanzetti, but for racial and ideological reasons, the NAACP chose to accept it.
Conway’s celebrity “innocence” mirrors that of cab driver revolutionary Mumia Abu-Jamal who murdered police officer Danny Faulkner in Philadelphia in 1981.
Police arrived at that scene less than two minutes after the shooting. Sitting dazed nearby, with Faulkner’s bullet in his chest, was Mumia.
Next to Mumia was his gun, all five bullets spent, two of them in Faulkner. Four eyewitnesses at the scene, two of them black, immediately identified the dreadlocked Mumia as the shooter.