Monday, November 21, 2011

Freakin' Cops

"And these children that you spit on
  As they try to change their worlds,
  Are immune to your consultations,
  They're quite aware of what they're going through."

  David Bowie; "Changes"

Back in the bad old days of the Nixon era when, like today, public unrest was reaching critical mass, I found myself involved in a campus demonstration at UT-Knoxville that began as a theatrical protest over the lack of a student voice in university affairs. A student group had petitioned, and was granted, a vote on the search committee to find a replacement for the beloved Andrew D. Holt, the retiring  President of the University. Instead, the committee waited until Spring Break when the campus was vacant, and chose who they wanted. The local version of the SDS, called the BODS (Big Oranges for a Democratic Society), gathered a crowd on The Hill to object to the bureaucratic bait-and-switch with some street satire and guerrilla theatre, only not everyone got the joke. Several beefy-looking jock types confronted the hippies during a break in classes, the crowd swelled, and the mood grew ugly. Predictably, the university panicked and called the Knoxville city police, enraging the students, who began chanting, "Pigs off campus." When one of the protest leaders was arrested and thrown into a squad car, what had begun as fun and games turned deadly serious as the group of protesters turned into a crush of people who rushed the doors of the Administration Building, which were quickly locked by university employees.

I was trapped in the middle of a sea of rage and could see the police riot squad, now inside the building, assembling a flying wedge in preparation to disperse the crowd. You could feel the mentality of the mob take over, driving the protesters' anger. The fear was palpable. When the squad of baton-swinging riot police waded into the mob in a skull-cracking frenzy, beating students to the ground and spilling their blood onto the late spring snow, I turned and ran. Casualties began trickling into the Student Center, none worse than the wound to my own conscience. Because I ran, I considered myself a coward; and no rejection hurts quite like self-rejection. I vowed that the next time a situation arose where I could be in danger from the police, I was going to be prepared like the South Koreans and bring my own damn helmet and stick. The cops hated us; we hated the cops. Fortunately for my health, I never had to put my freshly-minted, false courage on the line. No other campus or anti-war demonstration in which I participated ever again turned violent. Although when I was pamphleteering Richard Nixon's crashing of a Billy Graham Crusade in Neyland Stadium, I was spat upon by a few of the more righteous attendees.

Ultimately, I reached an age when the World War II era cops were pretty much retired and a few of my oldest friends had even joined the force. I could no longer think of the "cops" as a monolithic thing as much as dedicated individuals doing a difficult job, no more than the police could classify any long-haired or black person as a revolutionary. With the exception of a few major cities where corruption was systematic, police forces became more professional, better trained, and increasingly attuned to the law. The end of the Vietnam War seemed to also bring an end to the venomous rancor among citizens, and the intimidating image of the helmeted riot cop was iconicized in the disco group, The Village People." Since we've been through all this generational nastiness before, it was with particular disgust to hear Newt Gingrich say to the "Occupy" protesters, "Go get a job after you take a bath." I thought I was having some hideous flashback of the worst of the Seventies. In any case, there are no jobs and all the bathtubs are in use by the Cialis Company. What could really use a thorough rinsing, however, is Gingrich's soul. He was among the architects of the very difficulties that are causing the street protests today. The return of police violence, however, was unexpected.

By now, everyone has seen the video of UC-Davis campus police Lieutenant John Pike using pepper-spray on a group of passive protesters, as if he were spraying the baseboard for termites. The repugnant casualness of his actions made my blood boil, as it did for one old friend whose daughter is a student at the university, and said, "It was like Kent State without the bullets." In other cities where the police have shown excessive force, particularly New York and Oakland, there is a chain of command in which to distribute the blame. Although Oakland's Mayor Jean Quan and New York City's Michael Bloomberg have become the modern equivalents of Richard J. Daley and Bull Connor, the police are there to insure public order and have no further responsibilities to the protesters. Not so with UC-Davis Chancellor Linda P.B. Katehi, whose first concern should be the safety of the students in her charge. Katehi complained that students staying on the Quad overnight constituted an "encampment," something she had unilaterally banned for the weekend protests. It was her office that sent in the campus police. The two "officers" impersonating exterminators were put on "administrative leave" while Katehi forms a "task force" to study the incident. I'm sure in the eyes of my friend, whose daughter is now participating in the protests, Ms. Katehi is not someone you can entrust with the care of your child, and needs to resign immediately and hire a good civil attorney.  

There's no question that the movement has been infiltrated by "agitators" who, in the case of the black-clad window breakers in Oakland, turned out to be undercover police. But for every cop like the ones at UC-Davis, there's Captain Ray Lewis, former Chief of the Philadelphia Police, whose arrest at the OWS protest for disorderly conduct while in full uniform was caught on a video that also went viral. Lewis, who had been retired for eight years and led a self-described "secluded life," with the Internet as his only source of information, felt inspired by protesters "who were doing this for all people suffering from injustice," and felt compelled to make the trip to "assist the movement." He understood that the protesters were there for the protection of policemen's rights too. Captain Lewis carried a sign encouraging the NYPD not to become "Wall Street's mercenaries." Lewis also demonstrated the power of the Internet at the very same time the police evicted all protesters from Zuccotti Park, proving that the "Occupy" movement needs no permanent encampment to continue, and that we've finally discovered a useful purpose for the "flashmob." Winter shouldn't bring on a self-inflicted Valley Forge. It's one thing to suffer for a cause, it's another to get pneumonia for it. And for the cops that don't yet get it, thanks to cell phone-cams, the whole world really is watching this time. You will not be allowed to beat these people, so you had better damn well join them.


Anonymous said...

"Go get a job* after you take a bath."

* - To "get a job", you must have a perfect work history with no gaps, but no more than x number of jobs in the past x years, you must submit to a background check, a drug test, a personality test, a credit check which must be clear, you must be willing to accept a wage that can not possibly pay expenses and pay back any loans you have taken out at the same time, you must have at least five years of experience and a college degree for this job even if it is entry level, oh, and you MUST be currently employed too.

performs said...

Today, I listened to someone speak about the aggressive, militaristic, over-the-top behavior of so many police departments toward the demonstrators. It ain't protecting anybody or anything. It is terrorism. It is punishment. It is public torture used to instill shock and fear in those who might be attracted to participate in the demonstrations. "Want to demonstrate? Well, bring it on!"
Our culture is way too attached to cruelty. Too many people rationalize by seeing the cruelty as strength--the tough on crime bs. Not-see-ism.

erstwhile backup singer said...

Beautifully wrought piece, Randy. We may be surprised by where this momentum takes us. In a few months it'll be the Spring, perhaps in more ways than one.
Reading you is an unadulterated joy.

Alan said...

I was also an activist is the 70’s and did get arrested during Nixon’s last public appearance. It was in Memphis during the Republican Gov. Conference. I was also on the planning committee that brought Rennie Davis to Memphis. We did discuss how Police confrontation would help our cause and wanted to encourage it. Now what do all the Cities where this Police brutality is taking place have in common with the cities in the 70’s? Democrats control all but New York, and Bloomberg is supposed to be an independent.

performs said...

"Democrats control..."
Alan, great oxymoron!

Anonymous said...

First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win.
Mahatma Gandhi

Sam said...

Randy, you didn't date the incident you drew so well, but it sounds hauntingly familiar to me....

After returning from Vietnam, and spending the Christian Holiday with my family in Memphis, I walked onto the UTK campus to try and restore my life, and erase what I'd experienced since nearly being drafted into the Marines during our record release tour, back when life was simple. I had to change a course section for the Quarter, so I walked up to the hill, wearing my fatigue jacket, only to find some kind of protest on the Administration Building. I was scorned, harrassed, spit on, and challenged to fight by idiots who had no idea what killing feels like, or how easy it is to end a life.

My time in Vietnam was spent attached to the 5th Special Forces SOG (Green Berets), and I spent my down time learning their techniques (go along, get along), just in case we were overrun, and I was out of ammo.

You guys who scorned me, called me a Baby Killer, and told me I was a fool for not going to Canada, pt me into a spiral of drugs, depression, and inability to pay attention (or ultimately even attend) at school. There was no PTSD, the VA just pointed us to the end of the line, and the shrinks at UT didn't know what to say. I lost ten years of productivity out of my life, while trying to restore my psyche and confidence, before I could hold my head high and rejoin the "race".

To this day, even after all the effort to support the troops returning from war duty, very few people look us Veterans in the eye, shake our hand, and say "Thank You for your service!"

When I see guys at my local VA clinic who are suffering from complications from wounds they've lived with for nearly fifty years now, the petty grumbling, political posturing, and righteous protests make we wonder if maybe we who went, either by choice or force, were fools to put our lives on the line, suffer long-lasting wounds, and face the 'second-class' status we earned by defending your freedom to express your beliefs and opinions.

I'm not by any means condoning violent response by the inadequately trained and educated police force, but I certainly understand what happens to you when people in a mob try to injure and overrun you. I was trained to survive... that means Kill or Be Killed. In Knoxville, I had doubts, which kept my reflexes in check. Having witnessed much water go over the bridge, if you attack me, screaming insults and throwing things, I will perceive you as a mortal threat, and I will terminate the conflict, without prejudice.

I highly value and guard the peace I have finally achieved in life, and will defend it with many bullets.

Enjoy our freedom and blessings this Thanksgiving Day... and thank a Veteran for protecting them.

Anonymous said...

Sam, thank you for your service to this country and WELCOME HOME !!

performs said...

I found this an excellent and accurate observation on the theme. It appeared in the San Francisco Chronicle today.

The recent incidents of police brutality against peaceful protesters highlight a number of things: Our government's enthusiasm for protests elsewhere does not extend to our own citizens, no matter how justified the cause.

In fact, democratic movements are a threat to U.S. policies which often support dictators. That hypocrisy remains stable from administration to administration.

Real democracy in this country has never existed and is a threat to the established power structure. The police use overwhelming force to intimidate peaceful protesters. When police are abusive, other officers do not intervene, becoming, in effect, accessories and accomplices. Police are not held accountable for criminal actions because they are in uniform. When police are caught on camera as they are so often now, they receive mild reprimands rather than the consequences that would apply to anyone else. This must be one reason they continue to abuse people.

Although part of the 99 percent who are being used by those in power, the police are captured by their role and the code of silence that pertains in police departments around the country. This situation is dangerous to any country that calls itself free.

A badge and uniform are not a license to commit crimes with impunity. We need civilian oversight of police activities and consequences commensurate with the crimes committed.

Moss Henry, Santa Rosa

Anonymous said...

You are right my friend, the were right.
--Big Rich (u zbt?)