Within the last decade or so, Colin Flaherty, the last of the true investigative journalists that he is, decided to turn his attention to the sorely underreported subject of black criminality, black violence, and, specifically, black racial animus. His first book on the topic, White Girl Bleed A lot, elicited universal praise from such conservative luminaries as Thomas Sowell (through whose review I first learned of Flaherty), Jesse Lee Peterson, Allen West, and many others whose names readers of this column will know well.

Last month, as Black Lives Matter-related violence erupted in cities throughout the country, Flaherty decided to use his platform to organize, but coyly, a rally of his own. He played things close to the vest.

And on June 22, a Monday afternoon, as if to send a message to the left that they aren’t the only ones that can employ these kinds of tactics, he and about 30 carloads of people from various states succeeded in shutting down one side of an interstate highway in Wilmington, Delaware.

They shut down a segment of the highway that is located within feet of the exit for Martin Luther King, Jr. Boulevard.

For approximately 45 minutes to an hour, passing motorists on the opposite side of the interstate were treated to Flaherty’s “Victims Matter” (VM) rally.

That’s right. Flaherty and his fellow demonstrators—all of whom were peaceful—defied the meaningless “Black Lives Matter” vs. “All Lives Matter” dichotomy by invoking the lives of the victims that have been lost to black criminals, and reminding people that, for as much as Big Media would like to forget about them, they matter.

The VM protesters carried signs with pictures and names of the victims, black and white: