Her Name Was Ella French

Write her name down now. Say it aloud. She was the 28-year-old Chicago policewoman who at 11:00 PM on Saturday night, along with her partner, stopped a car for a traffic violation. The thugs inside the vehicle opened fire and killed her. Her partner was shot three times, including in the eye, and is fighting for his life.

When George Floyd was tragically killed by a police officer, the event captured the country’s imagination and compassion. Dozens of U.S. cities saw demonstrations and riots. The defund the police movement went on steroids. 

Thousands, stoked by his memory, attended memorial services. Millionaire athletes said Floyd’s death was proof positive America is a racist nation and that the cops are white supremacists. Streets in several U.S. cities were renamed after George Floyd. Your grandkids will probably read about him some day in their social studies books. We were told over and over to “say his name.”

Ella French gave her life for the city of Chicago just a few days ago. Her name never entered the nation’s collective consciousness. In a few weeks she will be remembered and missed mostly by the people who loved her and whom she loved. No demonstrations for Ella. A memorial at the site of her death yesterday was attended mostly by fellow cops.

No athlete is citing her death as evidence of anything. No leftist reporter or elected official is apologizing for their anti-cop rhetoric that has created the conditions that are turning 2021 into a year of the Cop Killers. 

Remember her name. It was Ella French.