of course authority corrupts

Sep 01, 2007 00:47

i still feel traumatized and shocked from an experience that was awfully life-changing that happened 2 nights ago on wednesday night. i'm okay now, or so i hope, after dealing with the fucked up , ass backwards  so called "legal system" which in my situation involved being harassed by the chochiest macho alpha-male cops pigs i've ever encountered. i have never before in my life felt so deeply humiliated, dehumanized, and incredibly outraged to the point where i wanted to physically hurt the two douchebags that arrested me. my viola (my volvo), my license plate, and my license were taken from me after i was stopped (5 seconds after even putting my foot on the gas) for not using my blinker (before i even got close to turning the corner of Woodward and Alexandrine,) not being able to find my insurance since i was being put under pressure by the cops/pigs trying to intimidate me, not having my registration on me, and for blowing a .9 on a breathalizer (which is a point over the michigan legal limit.)
they pulled me over for not using my blinker while they didn't use their blinker a single time from when i was detained to when they dropped me off at the shithole jail hell; they sped at 100 mph's, and didn't buckle me up until i asked them to. it's shitty that the people who have the legal power to enforce the law don't always abide by it as citizens. they instead abuse their authority, don't follow laws they fine ridiculous amounts of $$ to the rest of us non cops for 'violating,' and they (at least the ones i encountered) are heartless, cold, uncompassionate, understanding, and/or forgiving motherfuckers (no offense to anyone who is close to a cop or knows one who is actually a decent person.) i am so appalled by the fact that while there were people probably getting mugged, raped, abused, or dealing drugs i was stopped for not using my blinker. i feel like the actual reason that they harassed me, threatened me, and pushed it too far was cause i was "sassy" with them (i.e. i asked why i was pulled over, why i had to step out of my car, and defending myself.) i feel as if they were overly asserting their given powers cause some 'little girl' was 'talking back' to these men who were 3 times physically larger than me and perhaps felt bothered by me  not being complacent and super appologetic or respectful.
i feel like there's a general attitude that many cops have that they believe places them above and beyond the actual laws, and makes them robotic and inhumane-like (see the movie "They Live" to get the gist of what i mean.) i am speaking of what i felt and observed emotionally in a shortened version cause i have a lot more to say about what happened. i don't mind sharing details about this...in fact i have found it really helpful to talk to other people who have experienced similar things and feel similarly since this has happened. apparently most of the metro detroit jails are overcrowded (unsurprisingly,) and only 2 have female facilities. a large percentage of the michigan state  budget goes toward funding for correctional facilities. while i was detained for 7 hours i was able to get a glimpse of what jail is like and it is absolutely depressing and clausterphobic and sterile. i started to think more about this system that places people in jails and doesnt help them readjust to life when they are released and how it really is an industry , hence the term "prison industrial complex." prisons and jails exist for reasons such as 'reducing crime' but i have been thinking more and more about the situations, circumstances, and issues that make people commit crimes. i found it ironic that i was arrested for something so small while there were drug dealers living next door to my house for a month and the police did jackshit about it. as upset as i was about them living next door that's when i began thinking more about the situations and conditions to drive people to things such as drug selling, abuse (they were really neglectful of their kids,) and racism. these are things i want to think and learn and talk more about.
i'm just glad to be the hell out of that cell and hope it never happens again and hope that anyone i know or love never has to experience being behind metaphorical and physical bars.
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