Just a reminder…ACAB

The idea that innocent people don’t run, that innocent people don’t ask for a lawyer…that is literally law enforcement propaganda. It’s something that is a part of every cop show. And it’s utter garbage.

When the system is designed to mistreat you. When it is designed to hobble you. What choice is there? You can run or face charges which you can’t adequately defend yourself from. And whose going to help you? The court appointed attorney? They have no vested interest in helping you. They are paid and supported by the same system that is designed for repression. Sure, some of the new ones will try. But they don’t know enough to be useful.

And even so, their defense is better than nothing. The cops are allowed to lie. Allowed to present false evidence. Allowed to intimidate and isolate. All to elicit a confession.

Ask for a lawyer then stop talking. The police cannot make deals. Only the DA can. The poloce can only check a box saying you cooperated. It is a worthless gesture. Once you are arrested you have no percentage in talking with the police.

Hell, even if you are just being questioned…ask for a lawyer. Or walk out if they aren’t going to arrest you and you can’t afford a lawyer.

I can’t even watch any flavor of cop show anymore. Knowing what I know. I get triggered into writing something like this.

I guess, fuck it. It’s Tuesday

Broken bow symphony

Hoping for a mythical past we wipe away the chance for a fabled future
A golden age proves to be little more than the dream of the thrashing fevered body politic
We cling to false hopes and outright lies rather than face bitter truths
All the while barreling forward
One inexorable second at a time
Towards the crumbling hellscape of the world we have turned our backs on
While we build up the fiction of prosperity
And cling to ideals long since tarnished
Jagged metal piercing palms
Convincing ourselves that this isn’t blood
Its rain

Stands the knife

Give me a stick
I’ll light it on fire
Give me a note
And I’ll take it higher
One step to the right
Marks you the liar
Each moment we fight
We get stuck in the mire

I’ll give you minute
An hour
A day

Break out of this mold
And start this desire
We’re more than we’re told
And all the poets retire

Planting false flags
They lead us astray
Can’t make us back down
So we fall away

A bullet to the head
One voice silenced today
Another rise up
You aren’t getting your way

Fuck this reality you’ve made
We’re burning it down
I’ve got the match
We’re heading downtown

Derek Chauvin: Found Guilty

Let me be clear. Our justice system is meant to enforce the laws of our states and country. Finding an obvious murderer guilty is not a victory. It’s not a cause for celebration. At most, it should receive a nod and a simple acknowledgement of, “good.”

That it took the murder to be recorded, to be distributed, to be shown over and over…that it took riots and demonstrations and protests to force the justice system to act in the best interests of our countries citizens…This is not a victory.

This is an indictment. Murder after murder of Persons of Color occured during the trial and on the very day of the verdict. No, this is not victory.

This must instead be one more step on the road to equal justice. To a society where the murder of Persons of Color is not seen as justified at the hands of those who were supposed to and never have, protected us.

This is NOT victory. We need to keep fighting. Keep protesting. Keep filming. Never resting until the false promise of, “All men are created equal” becomes the reality.

To do less, to subside into quiet with one step taken, is both failure and complicity.

Qualified Immunity needs to End. The unjust mandatory minimum sentencing needs to End. Private prisons and the constitutional loop hole of slave labor needs to end.

There are many other steps to be taken. Don’t waver.

Deep rifts which, bottomless, we nevertheless must jump

Broken down epiphany
broke, sitting outside a locked car
Wondering how to break in
Keys sitting in the ignition
Waiting to be turned

Looking around
Hoping the Gang in blue
Passes me by
I swear it’s mine

But what goods swearing when you are brown
Not gonna matter
Sometimes invisible is the best you get

I remember
In my youth daring anything in the world to touch me
A promise of bloody retribution living in my heart

How naive I was
Or was it that without anything to lose that life was just less valuable
My life and theirs

Though I still hold no value for lives of those who wrong me
Now, I hold my life valuable
Forced to acknowledge that the path that was past
Is long gone
And any action has deep repercussions

Though I think about the last hurrah
And play a game
One I’ll likely never put my quarter into and roll the dice

What can we do
Shouting from the rooftops
Wondering if we’re heard

Wondering if it matters
Just a silent majority
Our voices hoarse from screaming

The bottom line is not blue

Cops want to believe that they are to protect and serve. That is the ideal they espouse. The motto of nearly every city or department. But it is not their function.

The function of police is to determine 2 things. 1. Has a law been broken and if so, by whom.
2. To gather evidence of said infraction to present to the District Attorneys/prosecutor.

That is the base function.
That’s it. Anything beyond that is frosting.

But when we allow them to believe that ‘protecting’ is their function, we get into a quagmire of value judgments. Where personal bias and institutional bias meet and have a toxic baby.

Yes. There was a time when police could execute some judgment upon execution of the law. But we’ve grown too far beyond that. It’s no longer true that street cops actually know the people on their beat. Further, they have no investment in the community that they patrol because they don’t live there. They don’t need to make sure their neighborhood is a good place to live.

And the internal culture reflects this mentality. They see themselves as a community under siege. That ‘civilians’ don’t understand. That cops should be given freedom to persue their goals to protect.
Without true scrutiny, oversight, or interference.

That is the worst kind of false narrative. One which creates a Us vs Them dynamic. Which makes it so that actions outside of the rules become justified. Because they are trying to ‘protect’.

This culture which sees itself as us vs them. Which denounces those who report the crimes of other police. Which considers the body which is there to police them as the “Rat squad”. Which eschews civilian oversight. Which relies on police unions to keep them in power. Its a broken system.

One which functions more like a gang than the military that they play as. Gangs don’t want you to ‘rat’. Gangs want you to rely solely on them for solace and support. Gangs create a us vs them society. And gangs only care about the gang. The thin blue line.

Police use the perpetual threat in negotiations that their members will pull their protection from the cities and citizenry that they serve. That is the definition of a protection racket. Pay up or you don’t know what could happen.

This is a system which requires drastic change. Which requires drastic measures. And it is evident that the change is no longer possible from within.

Police in our country(the USA) are flawed and corrupt on such a fundamental level that internal reforms are no longer an option.

It’s a incendiary statement. But if it is, perhaps it’s time to light the pyre.

If you know, you know

They sound so sincere
So confused by what’s happening
Trying to make sense of something which runs contrary to the lies they’ve believed their entire lives
They watch footage
They read transcripts
But as soon as someone tells them a happy lie
One that clicks with their fiction based reality
They say, “Oh really?”
And they sigh
Letting out the tension from the cognitive dissonance between reality and the false narrative that they hide in
“I didn’t know that,” they say
“That makes sense,” relief palpable in their voice.
Fucking white people

The beginning of the fall

I’m afraid. That’s hard to admit. I’m not a person that admits to fear. That allows fear to gain a foothold in my actions.

But, I must be honest. I’m afraid. My country is disintegrating. The bonds which held us together have frayed. The truths we thought of as a steady progression towards freedom came to a tipping point. One where our nation had a choice. A choice to make a decision to support the people it was killing. To support the lives of its citizens. To move the country forward in its goal of freedom.

And instead, it decided to embrace the killers. To see the behavior of the people who were hired enforce our laws and applaud their efforts to subvert those laws. To drape themselves in fear and make themselves into a protection racket.

I say protection racket because their negotiation tactic is to threaten the cities and states that they work for. To no longer protect citizens in their areas, but still draw paychecks. To sit in their clubhouses and watch as the world burns.

But, that tactic must be seen as what it is. Fear mongering. Pure and simple. Because the fact is, the function of the police is not to protect the citizens. It is not to serve the citizens. It is to enforce the laws of the state and government to which they are employed.

They protect and serve only themselves and the state. In that order. And when confronted with their consistent and quantifiable history of injustice and murder, they threaten and hide. They lie and engage in brutal behavior which breaches all standards of warfare.(but to which they are not held accountable, because cops are not soldiers. It was never conceived that so called enforcers of the public good would become war criminals)

And instead of the federal government stepping in to work against this injustice. Which is how this is supposed to work(the federal government can cease support for local law enforcement and impose stringent sanctions on behavior to force local law enforcement to change should local structures of government fail to do so. Since the citizens of local municipalities are also citizens of the country as well and since local law enforcement receives support and federal funding). Instead of that, they have pulled in federal officers who work in fields with no actual training in crowd control or self control and employ them as bully boys and brownshirts. Under the guidance that they are protecting federal property. Which is tough to do when you are wandering the streets blocks away from any federal property.

They have begun arresting people without probable cause. And that should scare the shit out of you. Without that requirement of probable cause, you can be arrested for anything. For disagreeing with the local government. For being the “wrong” faith. For having the “wrong” skin. For anything. And those arrests will lead to charges. Trumped up charges. Pun fully intended.

Our local governments are trying to fight this legally. But they must do so in the federal system which is the ones sending these walking violations to the constitution. Which is like fighting a war with your teeth. These judges are federal appointees. Which means that they are beholden to the federal government for their livelihood. They are as much hostages as they are collaborators.

It is your legal duty to question and disobey any order which is illegal. Moreover, it is your moral obligation to the citizens of the United States which should override any order or command you are given. And yet there are still people who are following these orders which will be proven to be unlawful. And make no mistake, however this shakes out. There will be a price to pay for following these illegal orders.

Things are being pushed past nonviolent protests. Being pushed to not allow nonviolent revolution. And when that happens, violent revolution is the only recourse.

I am afraid. But fear only pushes you so far. And once you are done, your only options are to fight or cower. I hope I make the right decision.
And I hope all of you do as well.