The Police Commissioner Ray Kelly hitman story just gets wackier and wackier.
When I heard about it, I thought, “wow. I suppose that’s a hazard of being the top cop in New York City: people sometimes want you dead and are serious enough to do it.”

Then I found out the threat came from a 400 pound man. In a wheelchair. In jail.
Maybe it’s just me, but I smell entrapment and it always seems to follow to me that we’re in the habit of catching people for the whiff of a crime rather than an actual crime. The last time I checked, we don’t arrest people unless a real attempt is made. Granted, dangerous speech (such as advocating the assassination of our President) is strictly governed and can indeed run you afoul of the law, but a crazy, wheelchair-bound man in prison?

Come now.

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