Distinguishing police brutality by distinct historical periods seems a rather pointless enterprise; nonetheless, I want to.
As I look at a terrified young black woman desperately attempting to escape further danger from the police, I recognize an important distinction between escaping police brutality in 1960 and escaping it in 2015. In Baltimore, a young black man looking to escape understands that he needs a generous lead…so examining distinct moments of police brutality throughout U.S. history matters because it equips the citizen runner with a sense of when to make haste: justice in the face of police brutality amounts to knowing when to flee.
The two photographs one from the 60’s and the one in 2015. The more things change the more they stay the same. It may be a cliched statement but it is still the truth nonetheless. So sad. Black Lives have never mattered to racist police
So true…