Highway Patrol officers — wearing no SWAT gear — arrived in Ferguson late Thursday afternoon. Cheers greeted the announcement by the head of the patrol, Capt. Ron Johnson, over a megaphone that he and his officers were “going to march with you.”
Johnson told reporters: “I understand the anger and fear the residents of Ferguson are feeling, and our police officers will respect both of them.”
Missouri Governor puts highway patrol in charge of Ferguson (X)
It’s amazing how they were able to survive the “angry mob” and even walk among them without riot gear. Could it be possible that listening to and validating black people’s concerns over the anti-black police force could actually do some good? Could treating them like real live human beings instead of insulting, threatening, terrifying, and assaulting them can actually make a difference?
Nothing pisses me off more than police officers that abuse their position. As someone hoping to go into law enforcement in some way, I believe their top priority should be protecting the public, not abusing them. That entire department is some deep shit now, as they totally should be. Good on the state police for knowing what’s up…
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do. It’s not that I don’t love you. (via extrasad)
ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!
THERE ARE PEOPLE THREATENING FOR A REAL LIFE FUCKING PURGE THIS FRIDAY IN LOUISVILLE, KY
QUIT BEING STUPID, YOU FUCKING MORONS.
IF YOU LIVE IN OR NEAR LOUISVILLE, KY PLEASE BE SAFE THIS WEEKEND!
Yo so holla my Louisville people. It’s probably nothing, but still.
I live pretty close to there. I need info.
I say fuck all cops because, rather than be critical and take a stand against their fellow officers, good cops are nowhere to be fucking seen when wild shit goes down.
No police officer, especially police chief, gets on the news or social media or some type of fucking platform and says shit about bad cops.
So fuck them.
Fuck them for standing in camaraderie with corrupt individuals.