Life in the American Police State. Or, “Your papers, comrade.”
Let me say up front that I know this will be unpopular. But I can’t help the uneasiness that I feel toward law enforcement lately…and I have some good reasons. Gone are the days of Officer Friendly, the neighborhood cop who knows everyone and is looking out for the community’s best interest. It seems that lately, police officers end up terrorizing those they are supposed to be serving and protecting. Clearly, not all police are acting this way, but it sure seems the police state is ramping up. I have a high respect for police officers who respect the law. The rest of them, though…they scare me.
That’s the whole idea, and their whole purpose.
It pains me to have to alert my children to the dangers we face from police. I was raised to respect them—and I do respect the good ones. But what is happening in my hometown of Chicago and all across this nation should worry everyone. “To Serve and Protect” is too often “To Harass and Punish.” Police need to submit to the authority of the Constitution again. I am going to encourage my children to recognize when their rights are being violated and to politely refuse to play.
I feel the same way about it myself. But you ought to make sure your kid also knows, for his own protection and in the interest of being fully informed and aware, that if he “refuses to play” he’s most likely going to get arrested at the very least, with a good old group ass-beating to follow–either at the precinct house or right there in the street in front of God and everybody–and it won’t matter in the least how politely he asserts his nonexistent “rights.”
As far as the authorities are concerned, he has one right, and one right only: the “right” to do exactly as he’s told, with no back-sass and no assertion of chimerical “rights” whatsoever. Best tack to take: make sure your kid knows that NO American authority figure is to be trusted–ever–and the proper rule of thumb is to keep as much distance, physical and otherwise, between them and himself as is humanly possible.
The sad, bitter truth is this: in liberal-fascist Amerika v2.0, he has no rights at all that the cops are bound to respect; there will be no repercussions against the cops for running roughshod over them; and above all, the Constitution is as dead, irrelevant, and forgotten as that old “to protect and serve” slogan is. It has no authority worthy of the name; the authorities have glommed it all, and the rest of us can go suck it. And if you think any amount at all of “concern” or “worry” is going to suffice to change that, you’re kidding yourself.
All too real update! Imagine.