Lately, I’ve been thinking about the police a lot. The man, one time, the po po, 5-0.
And I’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that I don’t like them. Yeah, that’s a broad sweeping statement and I’m sure if I’m ever in a pinch, my tune will change. Maybe.
I thought back over all of the experiences I’ve had with police and pretty much all of them have been negative.
There was the time I had a blow out on the interstate in Little Rock and crept slowly off the freeway and then two officers tried to write me a ticket for operating an unsafe vehicle. Really? I was supposed to try and change a driver’s side flat on the side of the freeway? (There was no shoulder). Yeah, no. If it were your wife would you advise her to change a tire with cars whizzing by at 70 mph with little or no wiggle room? I thought not.
Then there was the time dude pulled me over in LA just to check and make sure I was legal. WTH? He kept me pulled over for about 30 minutes. Checked everything he could check and then let me go. Uh, what?
My mom and I went to AL one summer just for the heck of it. We were in Mobile and couldn’t figure out what to do/where to go. So we saw an officer in a park and asked him for some suggestions. That ass told us if we didn’t know what to do we could go back where we came from. Niiice.
I won’t go into how Smoochy was stopped almost daily when we first bought our home. Daily. Dudes would pull him over, ask him where he was going, check all his stuff and then let him go. After a week, Smoochy was like “just call the dude who pulled me over yesterday. Then pass the info on to the dude who’s gonna pull me over tomorrow.” Oh wait, I said I wasn’t going to go into that…..
And I absolutely HATE the roadblocks that officers here in MS happen to be so damn fond of. I get that they are checking for drunk drivers or whatever, and I can’t argue that’s not a good thing, but I still just hate being stopped and asked for proof that I’m a good, law abiding citizen. Just rubs me the wrong way.
I could go on and on about my experiences with the police and those of my friends and family, but I guess I’ll stop here.
Anyhoo, the reason this has all been on my mind (I guess) is because of the new law in Arizona that (to me) gave officers the “right” to determine whether or not someone was in the country legally/illegally. Just seemed like another way to allow police to harass people of color. I believe they’ve since amended the portion that allowed officers to “reasonably suspect” folks.
Mmmkay, so I rambled a bit. I’d like to know what your feelings are toward officers of the law. Have your encounters been mostly positive? Negative? Neutral?
Please know that if any of you are officers or come from a family of officers this is not meant to offend you or them. Like I said, I realize this is a pretty generalized statement. Some of my best friends are police officers.
Every time I think about those damn roadblocks, I can’t help but think of Bob Marley’s song “Rebel Music.” Okay, so Bob was a little p.o.’d at having to throw away his “stash,” but still – he didn’t have his papers and I certainly don’t ride around with mine….
“Take my soul (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
and suss – and suss me out (suss me out). Oh-ooh!
Check my life (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh),
if I am in doubt (I’m in doubt); I’m tellin’:
3 o’clock roadblock – roadblock – roadblock,
And “Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain’t got no – (hey) hey! (hey, Mr Cop) –
(What ya sayin’ down there?) – (hey) hey! (hey, Mr Cop) –
Ain’t got no birth certificate on me now.”