The Clay Edwards Show

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The Clancy jury is in full mutiny. The women are shocked — shocked — that one male juror refused to rubber-stamp not guilty by reason of insanity after Lindsay Clancy killed her three kids.

They called him arrogant. Said he ignored the nurses on the jury and the toxicology. He watched the interview, admitted he had reasonable doubt, then still wouldn’t play along.

Clay’s take: momentary lapse of sanity isn’t a get-out-of-prison card. Serial killers were insane too. She’s in a wheelchair and looks fine now. An asylum would’ve let her walk in a few years.

One guy stood up and said no. That’s the story.

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Jackson’s getting another “state of emergency / death over bondage / stop the lynchings” rally this weekend. Clay’s tired of the lie.

Zero evidence white folks are hunting Black people in Mississippi. Plenty of evidence the opposite is true. Homicide tote board sits at 62 for the year — up 27% from last year. Those bodies aren’t dropping downtown. They’re dropping on McDowell, Northside, California Avenue.

Nolan Wells, Tasia Fortune, and Trey Reed are still being used as props after families and autopsies said otherwise.

Time for the adults on that side of town to tell their own people to quit creating racists and start snatching the young ones — and the females now in the game — out of houses.

**Clay Edwards Show with Creston Berch** — Jackson’s favorite dose of unfiltered reality.

Clay’s got the itch to throw another hell-raising fundraiser (twice a year, not every other year — we’re settling that debate live). Looking for people in *true* need or animal shelters, not self-inflicted hard times. Inspired by the snake rodeo model. Suggestions welcome.

Week 1 college football picks: Clay went 11-0 straight up, 6-5 ATS, 7-4 over/under and is currently beating Grok. Top-10 matchups plus Mississippi State (Southern Miss might sneak in). No gambling, just engagement and bragging rights.

Then the main event: those “state of emergency / death over bondage / stop the lynchings” flyers for Jackson this weekend. Clay’s tired of the lie. Zero evidence of white folks hunting Black people in Mississippi. Plenty of evidence of the opposite. Tote board sits at 62 homicides, up 27% from last year. March McDowell, Northside, California Avenue — not downtown photo-ops. Nolan Wells, Tasia Fortune, Trey Reed still being used as props after families and autopsies said otherwise. Time for the adults on that side of town to tell their own people to stop creating racists and start snatching the young ones (and the hood-rat females now in the game) out of houses.

Jackson dropping $10 million on a “Homeward Jackson” plan with a Houston consultant to house 300 chronically homeless. Clay’s take: most of that population is addiction fallout, not a housing shortage. Rehab, accountability, and jobs first — then maybe rental help. Official PIT count is 390. Make insane asylums great again instead of another downtown grift.

Also in the mix: clout-chasers posing in front of the smoldering Amazon cargo plane wreckage that killed five people on the ground in Miami. And the Clancy jury chaos — one male juror refused to rubber-stamp not guilty by reason of insanity after she killed her three kids. Clay’s position: momentary lapse of sanity doesn’t equal a get-out-of-prison card. Serial killers were insane too.

Carmelo Anthony’s newly dropped messages and photos showing racist rants and gun obsession after the murder. Plus the journalist who got scooped after she previously scooped Clay on the Nolan Wells phone and then blocked him.

Straight talk. No filter. Same as always.

**Episode 1290 – Clay Edwards Show**  

Zach caught heat for sitting in this chair again. Campaign supporters dropped him. “Why would you give that racist your platform?”

He didn’t dodge it.

If the charge is true, the Christian move isn’t to hide on the other side of the room and hope the problem starves. It’s to sit at the table. Jesus didn’t interview the tax collectors for ministry advice. He showed up, said what was true, and let them deal with it.

Zach’s point: if you think Clay’s audience is the problem, wouldn’t you rather have a different voice in the room than leave the whole thing unchallenged? Marketplace of ideas. Face to face. Not a keyboard drive-by.

Clay’s counter: he tried polite first. Got the scarlet letter anyway. So he stopped whispering the quiet part. Racism is believing you’re a different, superior species because of skin. Most of what gets screamed at him is prejudice, pattern recognition, and a culture that happens to be rotten—ghetto culture, not “Black culture.” One of those is 90% of the population here and does the overwhelming share of the bodies. The other one isn’t.

They agree on this much: locking someone out doesn’t convert them. It radicalizes them. And the people who lecture about tolerance usually won’t take the invite when the mics are hot.

That’s the conversation.

**Episode 1290 – Clay Edwards Show**  

Labor Day hangover, an Ole Miss game that even a State fan had to respect, and two guys in studio who actually live in the Jackson metro instead of commenting on it from a distance.

Clay, Creston, and Zach stay on the local stuff: homeschool vs. the “good kid from a good family who still gets sucked into culture rot,” code-switching, school choice, and why one bad apple in the wrong hallway still poisons the bunch. Then they pivot to Southern Miss coach Blake Anderson walking out in a “Christ is King” shirt and the internet acting like he’d committed a hate crime. They play his postgame comments, talk recruiting, hypocrisy, and why the same people who demanded every other slogan on a jersey suddenly clutch pearls when it’s this one.

They cover the viral Ole Miss sideline girl, the death of communal TV (Game of Thrones was basically the last one), Deputy Tarian Bailey getting killed in Claiborne County while trying to clear a crowd, Jackson’s weekend body count, heat + idle time + three-day weekends, and why local media still treats certain stories like they don’t exist. Zach talks about his campaign coverage, the First Amendment lawsuit, and why sitting across the table from someone you’ve been told is the devil is still better than hiding in an echo chamber.

Racism vs. prejudice vs. pattern recognition. Marketplace of ideas. Why ostracizing people just radicalizes them. And why “Christ is King” on a coach’s chest is not the thing that’s actually killing people this week.

No ads. No station ID. Just the conversation.

**Shaun Yurtkuran and Creston Birch on the death penalty and DNA**

Attorney Shaun Yurtkuran has put a man on death row. Thirteen years later he still thinks about it — not because he has a moral problem with “you kill, you get killed” when the proof is ironclad, but because of how the system actually works. It does not deter the people on the street. They know what the cops do. They do not know what the courthouse does. It is expensive. And Mississippi has already put innocent men on the row.

Shaun walks through Kennedy Brewer and Levon Brooks — two Noxubee County child-murder cases from the early ’90s. One man sat on death row. DNA and a later confession freed both. The real killer was identified almost twenty years later. That is the part that scares him: human error before the science caught up.

Creston Birch, thirty years in law enforcement, started in 1993 when DNA was barely a tool. He has watched it go from infancy to the thing that actually closes cases. He also knows what jurors think they are going to see. The CSI effect is real. In a hundred homicide cases you almost never have the gun. Fingerprints are rare. Shaun has one footprint match in his entire career — a kicked-in door at Trent Lott’s house in Hinds County. Most of the time you still win with witnesses and the defendant’s own mouth.

They talk Baton Rouge in the ’90s: three separate serial killers, a Millsaps student among the victims, suspects released because the lab could not yet do what it can do now. DNA would have stopped some of those murders. It still does not replace old-fashioned police work. It just makes the work honest.

No moral grandstanding. No “just lock them up for life” slogans. Two men who have lived on opposite sides of the same cases explaining why the needle is easy to support in theory and hard to trust in practice.

Hour 1 stays on the Lindsey Clancy trial. One juror is holding out over “reasonable doubt.” Defense is spinning it 11-1 not guilty. Shaun walks through why it could just as easily be 11-1 the other way, why nobody in that room is telling the court which direction the split is actually going, and why a compromise manslaughter verdict is the most likely “net” the jury throws themselves. Clay drops the Chad Doerman comparison nobody wanted: father executes his three sons, no parade, no GoFundMe hero narrative. Same number of dead kids. Different sex. Different reaction. They also hit the death penalty (deterrence vs. cost vs. the innocent people Mississippi has already put on the row), the CSI effect versus real homicide cases, and how defendants still convict themselves the old-fashioned way—books, podcasts, rap songs, and talking to DJ Vlad.

**Keefe D convicted himself — and that is the whole lesson**

Nearly thirty years after Tupac Shakur was shot on the Las Vegas Strip, a jury took less than three hours to convict Duane Keith “Keffe D” Davis of first-degree murder. He is the first and only person ever charged in the case. Sentencing is October 13. He faces life. He says he will appeal.

Prosecutors did not say he pulled the trigger. They said he was the shot-caller: got the gun, put it in the Cadillac, ordered the hit after Tupac’s camp beat Davis’s nephew, Orlando “Baby Lane” Anderson, at the MGM Grand hours earlier. Anderson is dead. The other men in that car are dead. Davis talked his way into the last chair left.

That is the part Shaun Yurtkuran and Clay locked onto. Not the East-West mythology. The mouth.

Davis told police in 2008. He told documentaries. He wrote *Compton Street Legend*. He sat down with DJ Vlad and walked through it on camera. Defense said he was selling a story for money and fame. The jury heard hours of Davis in his own voice placing himself in the car, handing over the gun, and explaining the retaliation. That is not CSI. That is a man who had the right to remain silent and none of the discipline to use it.

Shaun’s line on the show: old-fashioned police work still wins. People convict themselves. Clay’s Jackson version of the same rule: they do the crime, then they rap the crime, then they film the crime. Sean once prosecuted an armed robber whose song was so catchy he played it on the way to court. Same species of evidence. Different decade.

They compared it to O.J.’s *If I Did It*. Keefe D skipped the “if.” It was closer to *I did*. And unlike the Clancy chatter about a husband with zero evidence, this was the suspect everybody already had — who then published the confession in paperback and on YouTube.

The show left the Biggie/Puffy question where it belongs: a different case, different proof. Public theory is not a verdict. Davis found that out the expensive way. The smartest investigative tool in the room is still a defendant who cannot stop talking.

**Clay’s take: Lindsey Clancy and the self-inflicted hit to women’s rights**

Clay’s not asking for a committee vote. He’s saying it out loud. Lindsey Clancy strangled her three kids — 5, 3, and 8 months — with exercise bands after sending her husband out on a timed errand. Now she’s HoJ Simpson. “If the hormones don’t fit, you must acquit.”

He argues a slice of the culture looked at years of racial grievance politics and decided women were the original oppressed class in America, then used this case to see how far they could shove the pendulum. Massive GoFundMe. Online cheering section. Hero framing. Clay’s point is simple: that energy is not helping women. It’s handing ammunition to people who already want to treat hormones like a get-out-of-jail card and then turn around and say women can’t be trusted with juries, jobs, elected office, or the nuclear codes.

He puts the male comparison on the table and leaves it there. Chad Doerman lined up his three sons, hunted the one who ran, and executed them. No parade. No victim tour. No movement. Same body count. Different sex. Different script. Shaun floats the veteran-with-PTSD version of the same crime. Clay says you would not see men treating that man like a cause.

He’s clear about the line he will not cross: he does not want women locked out of work or power because of this case. He also will not pretend precedent is a fairy tale. If postpartum and hormones become a workable defense for killing your own children, institutions will use it. His sister-in-law analog on the show — Shaun’s sister, night-shift nurse, proudly pro-women — said the same thing unprompted. It scared her too.

Clay’s closer on the subject: you will be lucky if you ever get asked to sit on a jury again. That’s his opinion. Not Shaun’s. Not Creston’s. His. And he says if she’s treated like a hero instead of a defendant, the next mother already thinking about it just got a roadmap.

John Bond calls in mid-hour. He says NIL just advertised the old bootlegging routes every school already ran. Collectives turned it into payroll instead of a kid walking into a car lot or restaurant and selling his face. Transfer portal needs a hard cap (two times max, coach leaving counts as one). These two players didn’t get the full buffet of choices when they left—give them the extra year. Congress needs to stay out of it. NCAA has always picked on the schools it wanted to pick on.