You know, just to contextualize some of this, I feel the need to point out "The Talk". You've all heard of the sex talk, the drugs talk, maybe a few other such talks... Did you get the "police" talk? What was it like? For African-Americans, this is an important one. You can hear such stories everywhere you look. These people teach their children to be afraid of the police, because they
have to - because the alternative often ends up being dead children. This is not something they
want to do. This is something they do because they know their children will not be treated the same way white children will by the police, and this disparity will only grow as the child grows older. These are the talks they give because otherwise, or even in spite of it, their child might end up being the next Freddy Gray or Tamir Rice.
Even the wealthy and powerful must give this talk to their children. Gawker has collected
several statements, here are some excerpts I found particularly interesting:
No sugarcoating. There it was. "Look, stay away from cops. They are not your friends. You answer their questions if they ask you with 'yes sir' and 'no ma'am' unless it is incriminating, then you exercise your right to be silent. Don't talk back, don't even slouch, pull up your pants. Be polite, no sudden movements. Don't give him a reason because these cops will shoot you and not think twice about it." She used choice other words, but that was it. All our suspicions, fears about police vocalized by the smartest person we knew.
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I have a 24-year-old son. I have given him the talk. He has been with me when the police stopped me, primarily because the police recklessly eyeballed my son, and didn't see me—the little old lady—driving the car. So he knows the drill. Ask the police before you reach for your license. Ask the police for permission to get your insurance card and registration out the glove box. Do not answer any questions. Just do as you are told.
Once my son and I were getting out the car at the shopping mall, the police approached him and asked him: "Did you just leave the mall?" I intervened. I instructed my son to "never, ever answer a question from the police." Ask the police: "Am I free to go?" Do not answer any questions. Be polite. Be cordial. But never answer any questions. Keep asking: "Am I free to go?" "Am I under arrest?" "What are the charges?" "May I make a phone call?" However, do not move suddenly. Do not get smart-alecky. Do not run. If the police start swinging, drop to the ground, protect your head and vital organs by curling up in a ball on your knees.
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I've been given this talk many times by many people. Don't be aggressive. Police usually work in groups of two: If you see one, assume there is one you cannot see. Nine times out of ten, people will believe the police over believing you. If a cop hits you, don't fight back: Hope that someone will notice and say something. Never match outfits: More than three men dressed in the same color equals a gang.
When I was younger, I listened, but I didn't think it applied to me. My eyes weren't opened until I was older; I was stopped numerous times in high school. I played the French horn, and was once pulled off the train by a cop who thought it was a bomb or that I was smuggling drugs or weapons.
I never got the talk. I'm white.
Is this justified? By almost every metric I've seen, the police disproportionately abuse minorities. From marijuana arrests (whites and blacks smoke at the same rates, but whites don't go to prison for it nearly as often) to stop and frisk, where a whopping
83% of those stopped were black or hispanic (they make up a combined 50% of the population), to
traffic stops and searches, to
lethal force.
Maybe, just maybe, all this "hate" will be enough for the good cops to break the blue wall of silence and cast out the perpetrators from their midst. Maybe it will be enough for police departments to straighten up and
not hire guys who were previously thrown out of other police departments for psychological breakdowns and dismal performance!
So yeah. Just a little context for the next time you seem frustrated that people are hating on the police. Maybe, just maybe, the problem isn't that we're super mean and unreasonable to the police force, but rather that there are serious problems within the police force and not nearly enough is being done to address them. Maybe it's slightly more of a problem that a solid quarter of African-Americans have
little to no trust for the police, that "Driving While Black" is a thing, that "
Walking While Black" is a thing, and that African-Americans would be downright irresponsible if they
didn't teach their sons that, in the eyes of the police, they have two strikes against them just for being black men.