Someone in comments suggested that DeLaughter and Peters were only pawns in someone else’s game, which immediately brought to my mind Bob Dylan’s song about Beckwith’s murder of Medgar Evers. Thus a lunchtime music post for the first time in a while.
Some of the lyrics:
A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers’ blood.
A finger fired the trigger to his name.
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man’s brain
But he can’t be blamed
He’s only a pawn in their game. …But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He’ll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain:
Only a pawn in their game.
Here’s Dylan doing the song at the 1963 Newport Folk Festival.
