Video has changed the game. It, along with television,
was the turning point in the civil rights movement. The technology brought
visceral images to the nation, and to the world, of what was happening in “the
land of the free.” There it was, right in our own living rooms. We knew about
it, we heard about it, but for too many of us it was so far removed from our daily
lives that we could turn a blind eye because we were, in fact, blind. No more.
Fast forward to the early 90s when the technology finds its
way into the hands of everyday people. Camcorders were becoming cheaper and
easier to use and one of them was trained on some Los Angeles cops as they mercilessly
beat Rodney King after arresting him. Although instant access to distribution
channels was not yet available, the recording was aired by a local news station
and it quickly went “viral.” People were, again, appalled. This sort of police brutality
was nothing new, as those who were subjected to it knew all too well, and although
we had heard of such things, we were, until the King beating, blissfully blind.
The “system” failed to realize the outrage acquitting those cops would cause,
but that, too, came right into our living rooms.
So, lesson learned, right? We had a problem. The “racial
problems” were not a thing of the past, not an ugly and unpleasant footnote in
our history, they were still there lurking under the surface in our
institutions. Get to work, identify the cause, craft solutions and eliminate
the source of the rage that was a tinder box waiting to ignite. And although
some steps were taken, it is clear that we are nowhere near “there” yet. As the
technology has become so advanced that video is everywhere, one would think
that the very threat of getting caught would compel those who are prone to violate
the rights of others to stop. It would be better if their actual attitudes changed,
if those in positions of power did the right thing because it’s the right thing
to do, but that is naïve. It is puzzling, however, that the risk of getting
caught is not enough to keep these cops from exerting unwarranted and excessive
force.
It might be that the risk is not that great. Time after time
we see those who have been caught in the video cross-hairs sent home, free, with
minimal or no consequences. Even in this most recent case, the Minneapolis police
officer who killed George Floyd was not even arrested or charged until days
later. No one except a cop would be
afforded that kind of grace. And the other three who stood by and allowed it to
happen? So far they have lost only their jobs, and the police union will, no
doubt, fight that. Here we have a case where virtually everyone agrees that
this was a cold-blooded heinous crime
and yet the standard operating procedure that applies to all other criminals who perpetrate this type of crime did not
apply. Why?
We have given the cops too much. Too much privacy. Too much
secrecy. Too much power. Too much autonomy. We have also not demanded enough
from them. Not enough training. Not enough screening. Not enough
professionalism. Not enough empathy. Of course, even with all that taken into
account, we cannot prevent an occasional rogue cop from slipping in under the
radar, but at this point it is becoming increasingly clear that there are way
too many and, more importantly, the rest are not policing those who are not upholding
a level of trust necessary for police to be effective in any community.
I wrote a piece on Facebook recently in which I argued “there
are no good cops.” The premise is based upon the mythical, magical “thin blue
line,” that veil of secrecy that binds cops to silent solidarity. I got some
push back, some resistance – I knew I would – and while I readily admit that
not all cops are bad and that most
are not “dirty,” far too many will look the other way. Derek Chauvin worked for
the Minneapolis Police Department for 18 years. In that time he had 18 complaints
made against him, only two of which incurred any disciplinary action – “letters of reprimand.” It is actually
remarkable that we even know that much, considering the privacy that police
personnel records get. There is no indication where those complaints came from,
but I’d bet real money that not one came from a fellow officer and, furthermore,
I’d bet no fellow officers were particularly helpful in the investigation of
those complaints. This is a major metropolitan
police department, not the Podunk PD.
This is not an isolated case, it is the latest in a long
line of police killings, brutality and other major indescretions that have been documented and in most cases,
nothing happened – the officers were found not at fault. And those who were
still got special treatment. But
wait, this is only the tip of the iceberg – these are only the cases that
happened to find their way onto video and into the public domain. With that
many that happened to find themselves on camera, just imagine those that have
been summarily swept under the rug and behind the veil of a blue curtain –
beyond public reach. Is it any wonder people are angry. I am white, male and
have seen it myself, experienced it myself, been lied about in police reports
myself. I have black friends who have stories that are far worse.
There is so much wrong and so much work to do, but if we don’t
focus on law enforcement as a priority, nothing else will matter. The trust
that the police must have to do their
job does not exist. God cops, good cops that don’t say anything about bad cops
and bad cops all look the same. There are no white hats and black hats to tell
them apart – I have no idea who I’m going to get when I call them, so I won’t
unless it’s is absolutely necessary. That is the reality. The unrest, the
anger, the dismay, the disillusionment, the distrust did not come out of a vacuum.
The uprising on a national level is
not some orchestrated, coordinated ploy by those trying to destroy this nation.
It is organic. It is the natural extension of what happens when too many people
are denied too long the freedom that this very nation promised them.
We have seen enough. We have seen far too much.
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