an essay by Derrick Jensen
Iâ€™m scared to write this essay, scared to have it published, scared it will be read by police officers or customs agents, scared that the next time Iâ€™m stopped for some traffic violation or the next time I try to cross a border, some police officer or customs agent will remember this article, and will make me pay for having written it.
I know what at least some police do to those they donâ€™t like. I know what at least some police do to those who question their authority. I know what at least some police do with the power they have over our lives. This is what makes me afraid.
Pretend you see a cop. Pretend youâ€™re doing nothing illegal. Pretend you donâ€™t need police protection. Youâ€™re minding your own business, and BAM, you see a cop. What do you feel? Right then. In your gut. On a scale FULL