Warning NOPD: Not My Sons!

The following post was written by FB friend, Atty Tracie Washington. My son has also been harassed by NOPD while walking home from the park after playing a round of basketball (walking while black.)

We ain’t standing for it Chief!

WARNING NOPD: Not My Sons!

by Tracie Washington on Sunday, May 27, 2012 at 1:32pm

My friends Richard and Hilda McCline needed a couple of guys to help them move boxes from the American Can to storage.  So on Thursday, Jacob picked-up Donald (my No. 3 son) and they worked from a little after 11a until 2p.  On the way home, they stopped at the light at Carrollton and Tulane alongside a marked NOPD vehicle.  When the light changed, both cars proceeded through the intersection and, immediately thereafter the police officers turned on their sirens.  Jacob pulled over.

Jacob and Donald sat perfectly still (as they have been advised OVER AND OVER again), as they watched these officers, clad in those Black swat uniforms, jump out of their vehicle, jerk open the driver’s side and passenger car doors, and begin really gruff interrogations.

License and Registration

Where’s your I.D.?  (Jacob hands over his driver’s license.) 

Why don’t you have identification?  Donald responds that Jacob had just picked him up and because he (Donald) knew he wouldn’t be driving, he didn’t take his license.

Is this your car?  Jacob responds yes, it’s owned by my mom, but it’s my car to drive. 

What are you doing?  Jacob responds that they were doing a job for one of his mom’s friends. 

Where are you coming from? The American Can. 

What kind of job were you doing for these friends?  Jacob tells them about the McCline move to Georgia and them needing assistance with moving the boxes to storage.

You boys in school?  Yes, I attend Grinnell College.  Yes, I attend Millsaps College. (each pointing to their gym shorts with the school names and logos on them; serendipity that they were wearing their college shorts that morning)

The officers looked through the backseat of the car, walked to the back of the car and then to their patrol car, waited about 30 seconds and returned with this “warning” — Just make sure you always wear your seatbelts.

Jacob and Donald had been wearing their seatbelts the entire time!

Everyone in the City of New Orleans knows these NOPD Special Ops Jump-Out Boys spend their days harassing young black men, hoping to pull over someone, open the doors to detect drugs, and then “justify” an illegal search under the guise that they smelled marijuana. 

News Flash NOPD – You illegally stopped the wrong 19 year old.  And because you don’t know whose son you may be stopping illegally, why not just end the illegal stops.  ‘Cause see, when I’m done with these particular jokers, they will wish they had chosen a different profession.  Sarah Pallin could take lessons from this mamma-Grizzly.  Orange is not on my color wheel, but I will wear it proudly if NOPD thugs harm son.  I’m just sayin’ …..

I’m scared every time my son is home from college.  Not because of the New Orleans streets; Jacob knows how to avoid our “normal” thugs.  I’m scared because I can’t tell him to avoid the “badge-wearing” thugs, and in New Orleans they harass and kill Black men with impunity and often without repercussions.

Jacob returns to Grinnell the day after my dad, Dr. Louis X. Washington, Sr., turns 75.  I suppose I should find some comfort in the fact that my dad has survived 75 years of New Orleans.  I don’t.

I’ll sleep well again beginning August 11, 2012.

My sons: No. 1 Jacob (Grinnell); No. 3 Donald (Millsaps); No. 2 Deaunt (Stillman); No. 4 Kyle (Xavier); and No. 5 Kolin (U Southern Mississippi).

 

 

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Who’s in the House?

Every now and then I just have to get on this thing and clear out my head…this is one of those times.   Yellow Jacket came to me yesterday and told me that, a young man who was staying by her dad’s home was arrested for child pornography.  Long story short, her older brother returned to NOLA a few months ago and  brought a friend(?) with him.  I don’t know if the guy was coming to get a job or what but, he was staying at her dad’s house with her brother, her dad…and her.

A few days ago, undercover police went to the house with a “no-knock warrant” for him and her dad got a call from the cops telling him to leave his job and return home.  He gets home and cops are swarming around the place, his son and the other guy are inside.  The cops informed her dad that the guy was wanted for child pornography.  Well, naturally the cops  trashed searched the place  looking for evidence and confiscated her dad’s computer.

Seems that, they had been tracking ole’ boi from Baton Rouge ( those IP addy’s aren’t secret y’all) and they caught up with him.

Now, y’all know her dad doesn’t want ME to know all of this right?

He doesn’t want me to go all psycho on him because he had a perv under the same roof as our daughter.

So he tells Yellow Jacket, “don’t tell ya momma.”

And the first thing she does is

calls me and says “ma, guess what?!!!”

LOL…that’s my girl.

I asked her if he ever tried anything funny with her to which she replied,

WHO? NOT ME!!

Man, my brother would ‘ve killed him.

She’s right.

He’s thug-ghettolicious.

I know a lot of people who say that, they’d be pissed but to be honest,

I’m not angry with her dad or her brother.

I’m not angry because truth be told,

you just don’t know what folks do when they aren’t around you.

I’m glad they caught him however, I still some funny kinda-way about it all.

What if he would have tried something?

What if my child would have been there when the cops showed up

and it went wrong?

Like the incident a few months ago,

where they shot and killed this  unarmed young man  during a weed raid.

Thank God, the cops did knock on the door even though they had a no knock warrant.

Maybe they’re finally learning something.

With NOPD…who knows.

I’m just glad that she wasn’t there when they showed up,

and no one was killed.