Chicago Police Brutality
Written by DJ Special Blend from Chicago on August 10, 2007
Welcome to Chicago Al Sharpton!
I say that with an exclamation point because I want to see a little change in the the way we are treated by police in this town. You claim that the reason you recently opened a Chicago office is to fight police brutality in my home town… so let’s roll… “I’ll deal with Chicago any way they see fit, from the suites to the streets,” he said.
Welcome Mr. Sharpton. Do your thug-thisel!
I was not there the other night when Aaron Harrison was shot in the back by a Chicago police officer, but I do question why the officer shot the young man in the back.
Gefrey Johnson’s own mother called the police to come and control her son. I was not there, and I do not doubt that Mr. Johnson was probably combative. However, I am positive that Miss Johnson did not call the police to her home to execute her son with tasers.
Police are suppose to serve and protect, and a lotta times they do just that. However, I remember how much the night stick hurts, how cold the snow was when I was forced to lay face down on the ground before I was allowed to put on my gloves, or how it felt to get choked by an officer with one hand like he was a pimp and I was his bitch, as nine other officers stood and watched.
I was smart enough not to fight back in all of those instances. Cops lives are on the line all the time, but my friends and I weren’t breaking any laws. We weren’t even being loud and there were no drugs or alcohol involved in any of those cases.
The common denominator in these particular cases is that we were young Black men.
We won’t talk about Jeremiah Mearday and how five-oh jacked him up, but we will look at his picture again. We won’t talk about the video tape of the off duty officer beating up a woman for crying out loud. We could go all the way back to the Democratic National Convention in 1968 if we wanted.
What I will say right quick Mr. Sharpton is that when the presidential election is over… I hope you, Jesse Jackson, Mayor Daley, Rev. Meeks, Rev. Acree, Rev. Wright and whoever else is getting their name in the paper these days can make a difference. After the press finishes putting you all against each other, I hope it ends up more safe for my nephews growing up against criminals on the street and in uniform… because they do indeed exist.