It’s not about how anyone’s dressed.  It’s how black Americans are still being seen as fair game for the worse excesses of police brutality.

It’s like you didn’t watch the video or read a fucking thing here.

If you dont want to get treated like a gangster dont dress like a piece of shit 50 cent worth low life,   that goes for white people and black people and everyone in between.  Simple.

IF you look like some dodgy gun wielding gangster from the ghetto I would rather shoot you then risk the slightest chance of you pulling a gun out and shooting me. 
(Better you then me) its simple…

P.S. I am not racist and have no issue with black people I would do the same if it was a dodgy looking white guy.

I am not saying some police arent racist I am saying the argument above is just one sided there are reasons and issues on both sides     Why dont we interview the police as well and see what kind of shit they deal with when they enter a ghetto???

HOW manny police get killed by black people VS???

Watching the news about Diallo, my eight year-old cousin, Jake,
asks why don’t they build black people
with bulletproof skin?
I tell Jake there’s another planet, where humans change colors like mood rings.
You wake up Scottish, and fall asleep Chinese; enter a theatre
Persian, and exit Puerto Rican. And Earth
is a junkyard planet, where they send all the broken humans
who are stuck in one color. That
pseudo-angels in the world before this offer deals to black fetuses, to give up
their seats on the shuttle to earth, say: wait
for the next one, conditions will improve. Then Jake asks do they
have ghettos in the afterlife? Seven years ago
I sat in a car, an antenna filled with crack cocaine smoldering
between my lips, the smoke spreading
in my lungs, like the legs of Joseph Stalin’s mom in the delivery
room. An undercover piglet hoofed up
to the window. My buddy busted an illegal u-turn, screeched
the wrong way down a one-way street.
I chucked the antenna, shoved the crack rock up my asshole.
The cops swooped in from all sides
yanked me out. I clutched my butt cheeks like a third fist gripping
a winning lotto ticket. The cop yelled
white boys only come in this neighborhood for two reasons : to steal
cars and buy drugs. You already got wheels.
I ran into the burning building of my mind. I couldn’t see shit.
It was filled with crack smoke. I dug
through the ashes of my conscience, till I found my educated, white
male dialect, which I stuck in my voice box
and pushed play. Officer, I’m going to be honest with you. Blah,
blah blah. See, the sad truth is my skin
said everything he needed to know. My skin whispered into his pink
ear I’m white. You can’t pin shit on this
pale fabric. This pasty cloth is pin resistant. Now slap my wrist,
so I can go home, take this rock out
of my ass, and smoke it. If Diallo was white, those bullets would’ve
bounced off his chest like spitballs. But
his execution does prove that a black man with a wallet is as dangerous
to the cops as a black man with an Uzi.
Maybe he whipped that wallet out like a grenade, hollered I buy
therefore I am an American. Or maybe
he just said hey man, my tax money paid for two of those bullets
in that gun. Last year on vacation in DC,
little Jake wondered how come there’s a Vietnam wall, Abe Lincoln’s
house, a Holocaust building, but nothing
about slavery? No thousand-foot sculpture of a whip. No
giant dollar bill dipped in blood.
Is it ’cause there’s no Hitler to blame it on, no donkey to stick it on?
Are they afraid the blacks will want a settlement?
I mean, if Japanese-Americans locked up in internment camps
for five years cashed out at thirty g’s, what’s
the price tag on a three-hundred-year session with a dominatrix
who’s not pretending? And the white people
say we gave ‘em February. Black History Month. But it’s so much
easier to have a month than an actual
conversation. Jake, life is one big song, and we are the chorus.
Riding the subway is a chorus.
Driving the freeway is a chorus. But you gotta stay ready, ’cause you never
know when the other instruments will
drop out, and ta-dah–it’s your moment in the lit spot, the barometer
of your humanity, and you’ll hear the footsteps
of a hush, rushing through the theater, as you aim for the high notes
with the bow and arrow in your throat.

my sister is an intelligent hard working law-abiding person and gets treated like crap cos of her skin color and that she lives in the ghetto (with her low level state job and her boyfriend drinking/smoking/stealing what little money she brings in for the apartment) and people around her either ignore her or tell her to just deal with it?! The police won’t help, no one else will to get this fiend out the house because of their blind assumptions.

Its things like this that make folks of color distrustful of police and most other people in general. Even my sister’s neighbors didn’t want to get involved even when they saw/heard what was going on, because the police are so corrupt.

Just so you know, not every black person listens to rap and stuff like that folks tend to generalise (my sister is a hardcore metal and punk listener, I listen to speed metal and hard rock myself) and don’t talk in ebonics/street slang. Majority of the time we get told that we’re the “whitest black people folks know” because of that. Like being well-read and speaking standard english is some kind of problem?! >_<

That implies that any culture, no matter where it originates, is ready and willing to engage in behavior widely considered abhorrent, especially by the victims (slavery, racism, colonialism, etc.). I think that’s a correct assessment; no culture has a monopoly on consciousness and so all contain the seeds of these problems. Though all cultures may be ready and willing to commit what we now consider atrocities, only ours was actually able to.

What made Europeans the international (rather than merely local) oppressors of other cultures was the confluence of factors well-documented and explained in the book Guns, Germs, and Steel. In a nutshell, it was about the available resources, domesticated livestock, and geography.

To oversimplify it a bit, if Africa had been where the relevant causal factors had all been present then Europeans would’ve been the people seeking independence (from their African colonizers). Europeans invented race to try to explain the apparent disparity of the evolution of their respective civilizations, but really it was pure chance.

Oh, come on. Every single major culture has enslaved, brutalized, beaten and exploited some subset of the rest of the world. It just so happens that the Europeans happened to do it on the cusp of fantastic technical progress and were therefore able to perform those feats more globally and extensively. That doesn’t make the culture we live in “bad” any more than central Asian culture is “bad” for brutalizing most of Asia in the 13th century.

The trap people seem to fall into here is looking at historical wrongs, rather than present day condition. Growing up in mainstream American culture (which I realize is vague, but bear with me) tends to produce less violent criminals than growing up in mainstream African-American culture. The statistics prove it. It’s not about race, since blacks aren’t any more predisposed to crime than whites. The only difference is the culture. History may explain why, but it doesn’t tell us how to fix the problem of violence. I’m telling you how to fix it: fix the culture.

I certainly wouldn’t want to ‘take credit’ for it either, even if I could. Euro-American culture (if that’s what you mean) built its tradition of entrepreneurship and invention through the colonial and neo-colonial exploitation (in the European and American contexts, respectively) of much of the world’s resources and peoples, and continues to do so through the oppression of working-class peoples and the ‘erasure’ of their labour, at home and abroad. Why is this less worthy of condemnation than the social problems that disproportionately affect racialized communities (problems which are themselves fostered by racism)? It seems that one of these arrangements is much more harmful to the world at large than is the other…

It’s also worth remembering that the ‘bravado’-oriented black media culture is primarily consumed by whites (e.g., 70% of rap music consumers are white), and who are in the positions of power (record producers, etc) to decide how ‘black culture’ will be presented and fed back to the black community. There are many positive black role models who never gain media exposure and promotion because they don’t fit the desires of a white audience, who rather prefers to enjoy their ‘forbidden’ pleasures by ‘safely’ watching them enacted by non-white subjects, where they don’t present a threat to positive white self-concepts.

I’m curious about what defines “Arab culture,” by the way.

Just too funny.