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There are good cops and bad cops. Me = Good grades in school, college educated, etc., etc., but I'm black, so I have some great racial profiling stories:
Robbery Suspect. When I was a teenager the keystone cops were convinced that me and a friend robbed a house ("we fit the description"). Oh yea, the house belonged to my buddy's parent and they accused him of robbing his own house with me ROFL. What clowns. They did the separate interrogation trick and said, "well your friend said you did it" (he didn't). Fuckers interviewed like everyone I knew, and surprise surprise, all the parents of my friends who were interviewed said, "you aren't hanging out with that kid anymore." Thanks cops!!
Bus Stop Shakedown. I was standing at the bus stop during college and cops pulled over and said I looked like a "suspect" (black male - surprise surprise) so they wanted to question me in front of everyone at the bus stop.
My Grandma is black. I turned my car lights on like 4 seconds after I turned my car on. I probably moved 10 feet. Cops zoom in and not only ask me for my ID, but the ID of EVERYONE in my car (all black males). I tell the cop he's a racist (white dude), and he says, "see this face..my grandma is black." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Guns Drawn for Jay Walking. I was walking to a bus stop from my shitty job in college at 4:00 AM in the morning or so with a co-worker (another black guy). We are in the middle of the block, and we decide, since there isn't a car within fuckin' 10 miles, we can just cross the street instead of looking like dumb-asses and waiting for the light to turn red at 4:00 AM so we get the crosswalk signal. We take about 5 steps, 2 cops jump us, guns drawn and putting us up against the wall. I honestly thought I was gonna get shot if I popped off. Cops frisked us, asked us if we had weapons or drugs on us. I said, "dude, we are in college and just walking to the bus stop." Finally they let us go with a warning. Guns drawn on a jay-walking incident...nice.
You Must Play Football. Got pulled over for speeding and I drive a nice car. Cop looks at my car and asks if I play for the local professional football team. I'm 5'10" and have the build of Dave Chappelle. I guess a black guy in a nice car must play football...how the hell could he afford it lol! (though the "you play football don't you!?" question vastly improved my sex life in college).
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