This one hits close to home because I was stopped in St. Paul for a nonfunctional taillight.
Inasmuch as I am posting this, I was not shot and killed. I wasn’t even ticketed.
To be fair, if and when I am pulled over, I make sure the police officer can see both my hands, and I ask permission and announce intention if I need to do anything with them.
No one needed to die, but Philando Castile did. WTF? Because he was reaching for his license? Why was that interpreted otherwise? Why do we have such poor risk-assessment?
And must the response always be extreme and punitive?
Was he killed in part because he was black and this is the United States of America? I’m disgusted at that thought. I know it happens, but I don’t ever want to adjust to that and be comfortable with the idea of it.
When I was 32 I had just gotten clean and sober and was beginning to figure myself and my life out for the first time.
What was Philando doing?
I’m crying at the front desk again.
We Are Lost,
Ian