blauSamstag wrote:
auntblabby wrote:
a dominant subset of American police forces are or see themselves as an occupying force at war with the colored and the poor, treating them all as insurgents. simple as that.
The other theory is that many cops know instinctively that they are no different from ancient watchmen, of the first communities, who's major job was to make sure that nobody is there who should not be.
The easiest ways to recognize someone who doesn't belong are strictly visual - wrong genetic makeup, wrong clothing indicative of wrong level of wealth, etc.
I used to drive a very ugly, beat up, crappy car. I got pulled over a lot. And the cops were typically combative. Even though i was already earning not-bad money in a technical field.
That all ended when i bought a decent looking car. I don't drive any different, I just look like i belong. Actually if anything i exceed the speed limit on a far more regular basis, and by a wider margin. I love turbos. Forced induction is the best.
I've had similar experiences. I drove an old farm pickup for many years. It didn't look like much, it wasn't all that comfortable, the heaters barely worked, but I liked it.
I used to do some consulting work at two different offices in Texas City, Texas. I'd usually show up in the late afternoon and work until very late at night, usually well after midnight.
One of the offices was very close to a bar that was popular with the younger crowd. Not once was I ever hassled by the police leaving that office late at night.
The other was downtown where there was very little traffic at night. At least once a week I would be pulled over when I was leaving and hassled. Most nights when I wasn't pulled over, I was followed out of town by the police.
While doing some work at the downtown office, I once had to have some transmission work done on my pickup and so for a couple of weeks I drove a rental car. Not once was I hassled while driving the rental car in spite of working at the same place and the same hours. It was as if I was invisible.
In my old farm pickup, I looked out of place. In the late model rental car, I didn't look out of place.
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I've read that years ago, wealthy black businessmen with nice cars often resorted to wearing chauffeur's uniforms when driving. The police would assume they were the chauffeur for some wealthy white man and leave them alone, but if they weren't in a chauffeur's uniform, they would be hassled because they looked out of place in the typical police officer's view of the world.