I am certain that there are some folks who never grew up having "the talk" with their parents about proper police officer-pulling-over-etiquette. Maybe that's just a "black family" thing. Maybe not. Who knows really. One would think that with us having exited the era of Jim Crow, such conversations would be entirely unnecessary. In come, our jacked-up United States mentalities. Point being, I have long been trained on how to handle myself in completely unjustified situations with law enforcement.
Don't make sudden movements. Keep your hands close to or near the steering wheel. As a woman, if you're driving alone and it's dark outside, don't ever get out of the car--even if the police officer asks you to. Request to drive to a location where there will be witnesses. Don't get smart mouthed (even if the man's uncouth behavior is deserving of backtalk).
These are the fundamentals I remember from my semi-yearly reminder discussions with my mom. Sad huh? And I'm only a black woman. My brother got an entirely different speech.
And maybe if this were some hokey after school special I could say something to the likes of, "The police officer was just doing his job." Right. Let's outline this so-called "job" and re-cap some of my experiential chronology.
A Police Officer's Job Description:
- Excuse all the other high school students (none of which were doing anything wrong) on account of the fact that they go to the well-established white "prep school". Nevermind that they all get high behind the school during lunchtime.
- Don't assume the fact that I go to the same "prep school" because after all, I don't have that "look".
- Pull over a 16-year-old girl for going 6 miles per hour over the speed limit on the highway and inform her that you don't think she even has enough money to pay a speeding ticket.
- Pull over a 17-year-old girland her brother, doing nothing wrong, on their way to get ice cream and harass them about their destination. As if the two of them are really going to Baskin & Robbins for ice cream. Right. Sounds suspicious.
- Flash your spotlight on a parked car in an apartment complex and demand to see the identification of an 18-year-old girl and her best friend who are simply sitting in the car, having a nighttime discussion about the Bible. Because of course, whoever talks about the Bible without cocaine nearby?
- Lastly, flash your lights at a 23-year-old girl and her best friend who are parked in a restaurant parking lot talking. Do so for no apparent reason. Send another car with flashing lights for back up (and further humiliation). Usurp authority and demand to see both the driver and passenger's identification, insurance, and registration. Find spotless records on the computer. Feel stupid for having pulled over squeaky clean citizens. Try to make small talk with them as you completely humiliate them for no good reason. Have your partner ask them what church they go to stall your further search for some sort of "dirt" on the trusty computer. Leave with your tail between your legs because you acted like a Biblical donkey.
Those are just a few. You've seen my
pictures, do I look like a criminal to you? How's about our law enforcement officials go out there and fight some
real crime? They can start by busting up that white collar crack house a few blocks from where they flashed their lights at me.
What a waste of my tax dollars.
Sorry to read about your terrible experiences. While I would like to believe that it was an innocent mistake made with the best intentions of the officer, I am also inclined to place the blame on profiling. I wish I could offer some deep explanation on their motives or chalk the instance up to ignorance, but I wont try because I believe neither. It was wrong and I hope that the officers feel the shame of such a shameful action.