BrutalityFollow

So, so, so...

I've never been one to contain my contempt for the status quo, but tonight I was brutalized by the man. I propose to you that I was well within my basic human rights as I boarded a taxi home from another night of alcohol-fueled debauchery, certainly. During my trip the taxi was pulled to the roadside by an officer of the law.

I said not a word as the officer berated my chauffer, but when it came to harrassing me, I was less than cooperative. So sure, I say my name, offer my ID, do what anyone would do in light of events.

Next I know, I'm on muy ear, my head is literaly stomped on, and I can't explain it. I can be a foul hurtful ****, but I'm certain that this evening was nothing that warranted this special brand of abuse.

I got home a minute ago, after being dropped on the doorstep of detox, where they tested me and found I was a .067, purely pedantic drinky. I am covered in bruises, head to fuc[/red]king toe, and bleeding from orifices I'd rather not describe.

My anger is more than palpable. I am what I would consider an upstanding citizen, surely above the sort of abuse I reckon is heaped upon brown people. I am fuc[red]king bleeding, for Bob's sake. I ca;;ed the detox center to see whom dropped me off, and not surprisingly they have NO record.

Tomorrow, I'm going to hurt something perty.

Canadian.

BLACK RAGE!!!!

Here is a song for you BT

Dead Prez -


The police is the enemy

[Hook:]
Everywhere the white man go he bring misery
All throughout history, look it up
Everything them bald heads touch they **** it up
Every government he set up, it be corrupt

Revolution

Dead Prez, people Army, Steve Marley, Ghetto Youth Crew

What you know is who you are, who are you?
Do you know who you are in the world? What is your world view?
What do you go through?, what has your life showed you?
What are you learnin in this so called life?
Do you have principle or do you blow with the wind
Do you wanna be free but don't know where to begin
Do you know your enemy from your friend, even you can
It's deep in this scannin the system that keepin us here
Will we survive, do you believe, are we afraid
Would you rather have control of your life, or be a slave
Show me a sign, a pig ain't no homey of mine
They own me what's mine, I show you if you loan me your nine
I'm only concerned for tables to turn
When the people learn the truth about the system, the cities will burn
And I stand firm, like Chaka Zulu, these crackers can't stop you
Who you?

[Stephen Marley]
I'm Crazy, Dem Crazy
Just those crazy boys, right and tough

This is what we be waitin for? 21st century we still poor
World war, they want me to kill four
What happened to the future they always predicted
With new science fictional things and space visits
I've seen two sides, us against them
Police troops ride with four to five men
Prison business is boomin, senators grin
People searchin for answers, where to begin
Capitilism born from the backs of blacks
White folks relax, live off the kick backs
Gettin work to the bone jo, build this country
Further exploided by class to make money
Filthy rich capilist with blood loot
Use main frames systems to bank and compute
With the next technology, credit to the wires
Internet growth the man more suppliers
Welfare, ederly checks and wage workers
All us, elephants trapped in they circus
Ain't fightin over man made chips no more
When the lights go out, it's gonna belong to the poor

[Stephen Marley]
Dem crazy, dem crazy
Just those crazy boys, right and tough

[Chorus 2X:]
Everything you got, is what you took from me
Conditions on my block, just like me and slavery

[Marley sayin more stuff]
I'm feelin, oh what I feel

[Hook 2X]

[repeated twice]
Where the soldiers at?
Where the warriors at?
Where the riders at?
Where them fighters at?

True soldiers don't die, long live all legends
Nocturnal

A cop pulled a cab over, dragged you out of the backseat and stood on your head? That's crazy, man.

Fu[/black]ck the police!
Fu[black]ck, fu[/black]ck
Fu[black]ck the police!

Why the fu[Aqua][/Aqua]ck did the cop pull over the taxi?

I hope you have a good lawyer! Be sure to take pictures of your bruises. With this case, you may never have to work again!


PS. You never told me you were a dirty brownie! I should really start turning the damn lights on..

Babelfish says something about tying a camel to the bed..

Take pictures of the bruises. Contact the taxi company and get the name of the driver. Then file charges. As long as you really werent doing anything you have a case.

Even if the taxi driver is willing to testify?

I don't know how things work up yonder with your silly cops trotting around on their silly horses, but 'round these parts it takes a mighty big case to run toe to toe with the PD. They have a lot of immunity and you will most likely be subject to further harassment for having the audacity to make such a wild claim. Even if the taxi driver did testify, as long as the cop has a leg to stand on the courts will never touch him. That leg being BT was drunk.

Even in Toronto? I thought you guys had a little miniature Indo-China up there?