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GLENN BECK PROGRAM
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GLENN: Mesa,
Arizona, 23-year-old loses control of his pickup truck,
slams into a sidewalk bus stop, strikes an elderly man.
Don't know the identity of the elderly man as of yet. He had
just completed his grocery shopping. He was hit by this
truck with such force that he was thrown across the parking
lot, landing in front of a restaurant in a pawn and loan
shop. Would you be surprised if I told you that the pickup
driver fled the accident scene. 23 years old. That's what he
did. Do you remember when people would actually stop at the
scene of an accident so they could see how they could help?
Now we just drive by. So many are fleeing the scene. 23
years old, not taking responsibility for his actions. Why
should you? In today's society, why should you take
responsibility for your action? It's not my fault; it's
somebody else's fault. It's my parents' fault. It's my
childhood's fault. It's my boss' fault. It's this disease
that I have. I'm not responsible for anything else. We don't
know who this is yet. Dying in the parking lot, the elderly
man who had been struck with such force, he flew up into the
air and dropped his grocery bags. What happened next? People
began picking up the groceries and taking them.
Another guy, Boro Mitrovich -- he doesn't sound like an
immigrant. He was sitting close to the old man when he was
hit by the pickup truck, went over to help the old man. Tell
me we don't want immigrants in our country. They refresh us.
They remind us of who we are supposed to be. While he was
helping, his groceries were stolen. 23-year-old driver
identified as Alan Ricardo Flores-Ocon. He fled on foot, be
charged with leaving the scene of an accident. I don't know
if Alan Ricardo Flores-Ocon is here legally or not. Maybe,
maybe not. If you're not here legally, you generally flee
the scene of an accident because you don't want to be caught
because you're not supposed to be here. The vultures who
pilfered the groceries, if anybody can identify them, cops
say they'll arrest them. The elderly man, he died. Oh, by
the way, around the same time he was dying, a group calling
itself Atheist Alliance International which describes itself
as the only Democratic national atheist organization in the
United States, was holding a meeting where topics included,
science must ultimately destroy organized religion. Second
topic, God is a myth. Third topic, children should not be
schooled in any faith. Not the politicians that we need to
worry about. Not the politicians in Washington who have the
power to make our society valueless and irreligious. It's
individuals. It's individuals, it's groups that hate
organized religion, loathe anyone's value system but their
own. It's individuals who think "I deserve it, nobody
matters but me." It's that assault that we have to
challenge. We have to stand up. We have to let people know
what our values are, what they mean to us. We have to let
ourselves know what our values are. And not by preaching
values. Not by having a little bumper sticker that says
elect me because I appreciate family values. Not by some
politician saying, well, I'm your family values guy. Not by
preaching to us about family values but actually living the
family values. Living in a world where there's common sense.
Today for me is common sense day.
Common sense will tell you a society will not stand if
you've got a guy, an old guy getting hit by somebody who
hits him in a truck and then goes away. Only one guy comes
over to help him while everybody else on the scene steals
the groceries and the good samaritan's groceries were stolen
at the same time. Common sense will tell you and so will our
founding fathers that you cannot erase religion and God and
have this country stand. Our founding fathers are
extraordinarily clear on that. Common sense will tell you
the same. Common sense today will tell you that the guy, the
judge who sued the dry cleaner in Washington that we all
laughed about, sued this family for $53 million because they
lost the pants or they didn't get them back on time or
whatever it was. Remember how funny that story was? Let me
give you the aftermath now. This comes from the Washington
Post. Even on the day they beat Roy Pearson in the $54
million pants lawsuit, Soo and Jin Chung looked as if they
had taken blows to the gut. Two-year ordeal that turned a
pair of great trousers into a global symbol of how easy it
is to hijack the U.S. legal system, a D.C. superior court
judge ruled the owners of Custom Cleaners had not abused
their customer in any way and, yes, the outraged public
embraced the couple and donated more than $100,000 to cover
their legal bills, but that is not the end of the story.
About how long to emotional and financial burdens created by
the legal battle over a $10.50 alteration, Custom Cleaners
has now gone out of business. The Chungs have announced that
they have sold their shop in Washington, D.C., let all of
their employees go and are down to one store. Happy Cleaners
on Seventh Street Northwest. That's across the street from
the Washington Convention Center. Soo Chung was there over
the weekend sweeping the floor. She looked a little more at
ease, but the strain of the two years of strangulation by
lawsuit was evident as she wrung her hands and furrowed her
bow at the mention of Judge Pearson. When the conversation
turned to the couple's return to Happy Cleaners, she
brightened. She said, this was our first store. This was our
first job when we came to America in 1992. We opened this
store. We were happy to be here, Happy Cleaners, good job,
good store. They were tired of the ordeal. They just wanted
to put everything in their past. They couldn't understand
how someone, over a $10.50 alteration, could try to destroy
their lives for so long. When Judge Pearson, when Judge
Pearson started gathering material in his quest to squeeze
this Korean family and put them out of business and sue them
for $54 million in 2005, he went around the neighborhood and
posted flyers on all of the light poles in the neighborhood
asking residents to feed him horror stories about their
company. Business was strong until those flyers went up.
They declined significantly and never, ever came back. She
said, you'd think that all the publicity would have been
good, but we're just a local dry cleaner. It doesn't matter.
Our customers are from the neighborhood. The judge is
appealing. The Chungs are not free of him yet. The attorney
is going to handle the case, the appeal, for free. The judge
didn't respond to a request by The Washington Post to
comment because technically he's a D.C. administrative law
judge. The panel that decides on reappointments has notified
him that they intend on firing him and cutting him loose.
His appeal will not be heard until next year. The Chungs
have not heard from him since they offered to drop the
demand that they be awarded attorney fees, a gesture they
thought was an olive branch that would help Pearson drop his
appeal. The lawyer said it obviously hasn't worked. The
Chung family spent their last days on their second dry
cleaner before they closed shop, writing thank you cards to
their regular customers. Prospects for profits were better
at Happy Cleaners. They clean clothes on site. They can't do
it now. They now have to outsource. The margins are tighter.
Mrs. Chung said we're back here, we're back here, where we
started, she smiled, where life was good.
How does your heart not break for somebody who comes to this
country in 1992 to pursue a dream, lives the dream and then
has this country turn on them. It's not you, it's not me.
We've allowed the legal system to be so perverted that
people who are just trying to do their job can have their
life destroyed by somebody who, I mean, quite frankly I
think the guy should go to jail. Life, liberty and the
pursuit of happiness. This guy has taken away their pursuit
of happiness. This guy is anticapitalist as Karl Marx and
yet he was allowed to pursue it. What has happened to us?
It's the only time honestly that I wish I lived in D.C. I'd
love to be able to send my dry cleaning down to the Happy
Cleaners. Why come to America?
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