This is without doubt one of the most horrifying things to witness and hear, even through a computer monitor. The chilling cries for his father and
later cries asking for his dad's help, over an over.
The most terryfying parts of the video, for myself, were the clearly audible sounds of blood filling his air way and ratlling around as he choked on
The nost horrifying aspects of the entire video, from my perspective, was hearing the sound of his voice at the beginning, the higher than average
pitch of his voice, then later into the video, where he was again begging for his life, only this time his voice had become incredibly deeper as it
seemed we were hearing the severity of damage inflicted on his neck, thorax, and vocal cords. Absoultely disgusting! Simply by being human, this man
earned more than legal justice, I just wish we were allowed to settle up on that debt
It is sickening to watch and not be able to reach through the screen to help this guy. I am sure almost everyone who views this will, at some point
during the film, have the desire to disable the officers any way possible - I know I justified actions to myself while thinking about cracking each
one of these cops over the head, in order to get them off him.
It's even more troubling when you realize this type of behaviour is not localized to one region or even one group of corrupt police officers, instead
it is prevalent throughout the U.S.A. and many other parts of the world.
My ex-gf would say that I am making this about me when I write the following, but I wanted to share.
I few years ago at a local bar, I was watching a college football game between Tennessee Volunteers andthe Alabama Crimson Tide.
I rode with a friend and about 3/4 through the game I realized 2 things; 1. I had now become completely drunk and 2. my friend was no where to be
found (learned later his on/off girlfriend showed up and he left with her).
Being stupidly drunk, I felt the only option I had was to drive home. So when the game was over I got in my car and headed off. I was pulled over on
the way home, under suspicion of DWI. I have no complaint about this part of the story, in fact, the arresting officer could have easily saved my life
or the life of another by arresting me and getting my drunk butt off the highway.
I was asked to perfrom a field sobriety test and asked to give a blood test, I refused both and was picked up by a police van. Because the detention
facility was a distanct away, the van driver had to make several other pick-ups along the way.
These other pick-ups turned into a 6 hour trip in the back of the van, which 3 hours in had me screaming to the driver that I had to whizz terribly
The next 3 hours I spent screaming to the driver that I had to use the bathroom. Being completely ignored, I decided I had to get some relief and
proceeded to urinate in the back of the police van.
I guess this could be labeled as one of my not so lucky night, because when the rear doors opened I realized that we had just arrived at the penal
Seeing the urine flowing out of his van, the driver became furious and called for assistance in removing me. The punched me in the stomach until I
double over, out of breath, then they each grabbed an arm and drug me through my piss... almost can't say I blame them for that part - other than the
fact I begged for hours to use the restroom.
They took me through the intake garage, emptied my pockets, took my shoes, etc. The brought me into the secure side of the intake cell, once they
determined I was clean of any contraband.
It really never crossed my mind that anything else would happed as a result of turning the police van into an outhouse, but I could not have been more
Without warning I was whacked in my knee and again in my shin, with no notice what-so-ever. As I fell to the tiled intake floor 3 more
officers/jailers trounced me and all four of them tried to beat the pee out of me, but there was none left, so they just kept beating on me. The whole
time wringing my arm up behind me back, causing my left hand to touch my left should - from behind, and screaming, 'Stop resisting, stop resisting!',
leaving me to reply only, 'I'm not resisting!'
This went on for about 3-4 minutes before I was thrown into a private holding cell while I was being booked. I passed out, partly from the drunk and
party from the beat down. I awoke to find my face severely swollen all over, 0 use in my left arm, and a 2.5 inch gash on my neck - about 1/8" - 1/4"
deep, requiring several stitches, which I never received because of waiting too long between the initial cut and arrival at the first aid office.
I literally did nothing to provoke attacks from the officers. I whizzed in their van, not on them, no physical threat through combative force, no
I tell this story because, prior to this incident I was unaware of the tactics used by police when they want to beat someone and get away with it.
Since the incident I notice a pattern of 3-10 officers diving onto the perp and issuing their brand of instant justice on the suspect, the whole time
yelling, 'Stop resisting' repeatedly. This seems to be the common link all these excessive force scenarios have between them, as if the officers are
trained on how to beat the hell out of someone and get away with it legally.
Maybe it is just some unofficial agreement cops have between one another, I am not sure, but whatever it is, it sucks it hard and needs to stop. We
can't continue allowing our sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, friends, etc to be brutally beaten and murdered by the brutes we call 'Peace
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