A Not So Perfect Phone Call

My phone rang yesterday. Who was calling? A Man. As in THE MAN!

By the by, he had asked for me, by name. Uh-oh! His mission? Fundraising, on behalf of some police association, which I had never even heard of.

As part of his spiel, he made a point of emphasizing cops’ mounting concerns; specifically, how they oppose all legislation, which de-funds and demilitarizes their police departments. In the short time it took to ask if he could count on my donation, I felt it necessary to ask…

“Would you mind if we take a few moments for a philosophical discussion?”

My totally unanticipated question had EITHER unnerved him (upset his indoctrinated fund raising routine) OR struck a raw nerve within him. So much so that he asked me to re-ask my Q.

“Would you mind if we take a few moments for a philosophical discussion?”

Upon his warily allowing that, I offered up this follow up…

“Would it not be better for the police to devote their time to the policing, while relying on the social workers…”

He immediately, and rather curtly, cut me off and then opted to cut and run.

The very fact that Mr. Fundraiser was expecting everyone to support cops, unconditionally, to say the least, was (still is) excessively presumptuous; especially against today’s backdrop of worldwide racial / social unrest.

Had he allowed me to continue, I’d have mentioned how society needs police department social workers / psychologists, who gingerly “open” troubled minds, not cops who crack open skulls with clubs.

Alas, Mr. Show-Me-Da-Money’s mind was not open to my brand of business. And that certainly struck a raw nerve within me.

Look, don’t get me wrong. Some good cops, who favor brains over brawn, still do exist. Some may even harbor natural instincts, which make them fairly decent shrinks.

But, what of the bad cops; the bigots, who deem it their duty to go ape-shit crazy, each and every opportunity they get to tackle their work assignments; i.e., when they literally tackle suspects.

And God help said suspects when they’re not Christian Caucasians.

Typically, for a person of color, a phrase such as “they all lived happily ever after” is not how their story ends. Tragically, the suspect is running away only out of his justifiable fear that the racist cop, in hot pursuit, fully intends to gun him down; all the way down; as in six feet down. More often than not, he’ll realize his fears had been well founded; as he gasps his final breath.

Society must fully accept and implement the changes Black Lives Matter adherents are demanding; i.e., the end of police brutality and profiling. Doing so would concurrently halt the trampling of 1st Amendment protections (e.g. freedom of speech / freedom to protest).

And looking further down the road, America does not need and must never respect storm trooper cops who’d [1] snappily salute and bleat out “Yes Sir” to Fascist Donald J. Trump and [2] mindlessly follow his marching orders to complete his overthrow of America.

Considering today’s sickening political climate, whether or not there can be a favorable resolution to all that ails us / the U.S. will depend on who will be seated behind the Oval Office desk at high noon on Inauguration Day 2021.

In the meantime, the people who did cough up their money to Mr. Fundraiser, today, could even wind up buying the tear gas, which protestors will wind up coughing up from their lungs, tomorrow.

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1619? 2020? WTF is the Diff?

Once again, police brutality has reared its ugly head, stateside. Jacob Blake has become the most recent (known) victim of bristling with testosterone, militant cops. Whenever these bastards unleash their bigoted hostility towards people of color… each time they use unwarranted, undue force… they earn the wrath of civilized citizens, everywhere, and, in this instance, that of Blake’s sister, Ms. Letetra Widman. In our above clip, she expresses her justifiable outrage and exasperation to expose a societal scourge, which gets backdated to August 20, 1619.

A Wikipedia essay further fleshes out America’s sordid past…

“In August 1619, the first recorded slaves from Africa to British North America arrived in what is now Old Point Comfort near the Jamestown colony, on a British privateer ship flying a Dutch flag. The approximately 20 Africans from the present-day Angola had been removed by the British crew from a Portuguese slave ship, the ‘São João Bautista’. They most likely worked in the tobacco fields as slaves under a system of race-based indentured servitude. The modern conception of slavery in the colonial United States was formalized in 1640 (the John Punch hearing) and was fully entrenched in Virginia by 1660.”

To state that in far less clinical terms, systemic brutality against people of color began when the first white asshole businessmen sold slaves to the first white asshole consumers.

The root word of consumer, consume, has several connotations but, check out the synonyms which best define the detrimental impact, which slavery had made on pre-American / present-day American society…

consume (verb): destroy, demolish, lay waste, wipe out, annihilate, devastate, gut, ruin, wreck

Daily Show’s anchorman / host Trevor Noah’s superbly nuanced, spot-on commentary says the rest…

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