Black ex-lover of Amy Barnes charged in her murder

Four days ago I wrote about the murder of 19-year-old English model Amy Barnes. She had been “dating” several football players, including Benni McCarthy, a black. A suspect had been arrested shortly after the murder but no details on him were given. I said that whoever had killed her, she was a typical example of today’s young British female Eloi who seem almost deliberately to put themselves in situations with men, particularly nonwhite men, where they get themselves raped or killed.

Yesterday’s Birmingham Mail reported that the suspect who had been arrested several days ago has been charged in the murder. He is Ricardo Morrison, 21, a football player and coach, a former lover of Amy Barnes, and black.

Ricardo Morrison

Also, Morrison’s mother, Melda Wilks, 49, a police officer in the West Midlands, has been detained on suspicion of helping her son in the murder.

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A female reader writes from Europe (posted Nov. 16):

You say: ” … she was a typical example of today’s young British female Eloi who seem almost deliberately to put themselves in situations with men, particularly nonwhite men, where they get themselves raped or killed.”

I had to look up the term “Eloi.” A powerful and in its truthfulness frightening metaphor. However, I don’t think that it fully grasps the ulterior motives of white women and girls like Amy Barnes. I have a first cousin who had nothing but non-white boyfriends/lovers when young and I happen to know that she, too, has been raped. My cousin’s looks would have put Amy Barnes and 90 percent of all other “models” to shame. She never married and does now, past middle age and still extraordinarily beautiful, surround herself with dogs from the animal shelter. I am sure a lot of people would describe her, similar to Amy Barnes, as “one of the most kindest, warm-hearted people.”

My observation is that there is a lot of condescension in such an attitude. When such women are throwing away their fair good looks, sweet face, handsome body and all on some third-worlder, it makes them look and feel noble in a similar way as caring for a rescue dog does. (I can by no stretch of the imagination imagine that caring for an old, sick, ugly and partly disabled dog is more fun that working with a young and healthy one and the only motivation behind it that makes sense to me is the wish to feel somehow noble.)

I am NOT, mind you, comparing non-white men to mongrel dogs, I am comparing the different manifestations of an attitude a lot of white women seem to possess. White women who pay dearly for their condescension, the flip-side of kind- and warm-heartedness.

Addendum: I read that Amy Barnes was public school educated. In still class (or status) conscious Britain, that may have played a role as well on both sides. On her side, it increased the height from which and the urge to condescend, on his (and maybe his mother’s) side it intensified the hatred.

LA replies:

I was struck by how prominent the fact that she was a product of public (i.e. private) schools was in the news reports of her murder. In some articles it was in the first paragraph, as if that were the most significant thing about her, and also something very rare.

Here is where I first began using the term Eloi to describe modern Western people.

Adela G. writes:

I think this female reader discounts the element of a raw and masochistic sexuality these clueless white women find in their relations with black men, particularly when those men ill-treat them. The women don’t take care of these men as much as they allow themselves to be used by them. When I lived in a mixed-race neighborhood, I observed this over and over again. The white women had the money, the homes, the food, etc. yet they were effectively powerless in their relationships with their black sexual partners. I avoided such relationships like the plague I could see they were, only to find that my black male neighbors would often confide in me about their white women. Very occasionally, they were vaguely complimentary about them; more often, they bragged at how much they got from them in exchange just for showing up at their doors and demanding food, money and sex. Neediness and self-abasement on the part of the white women, contempt and self-aggrandizement on the part of the black men were the most prominent features of these sick relationships.

But to compare this warped psycho-sexual dynamic to the fulfillment an animal lover gets from taking care of an animal strikes me as odd.

She writes: “I can by no stretch of the imagination imagine that caring for an old, sick, ugly and partly disabled dog is more fun that working with a young and healthy one and the only motivation behind it that makes sense to me is the wish to feel somehow noble.”

Fun? No. Rewarding? Most definitely. I am now caring for the dog we rescued from a shelter nine years ago during his last months. He’s old, sick, ugly and partly disabled. He is almost blind and deaf yet whenever he senses my husband or me near him, his ears go back and he thumps his tail. He still wants petting time and still enjoys his meals and sunbaths. I’m grateful for his company and know our house will feel empty once he’s gone. A feeling of nobility doesn’t even enter into it; a feeling of humility does, though. And taking care of him is not one bit less rewarding than taking care of the cute, young, frisky puppies I’ve raised.

Posted by Lawrence Auster at November 13, 2008 10:51 PM | Send