November 09, 2010
Nasty Coppers. Again.
This is a montage of brutality.
Not just by those bobbies in the UK that we pay to protect us, but several clips from the US.
No bias here. Brutality is truly international. Particularly against lone, unthreatening women, as you will see.
Violent thugs in uniform disgust me wherever they are from. Before you rush to excuse them, think on this: any one of the victims in this film could have been your mum, your dad, your wife, your husband, your son or daughter. If you hear that someone you love, or even just like a little bit, has been taken into custody, get down there fast. Before the claret starts flowing and an ambulance is called. Make a fuss, and call a lawyer.
I used to give them the benefit of the doubt. I assumed there was just the odd rotten apple. It appears I was wrong. Films like this are appearing with frightening regularity.
The violence continues, unabated, and they aren't even ashamed or remorseful. Worse, they will close ranks to protect the freaks in their midst. When the backlash comes, as it surely must, I would not want to be wearing blue serge. Not even if I was one of those very rare good ones.
Keep an eye out for the two people who walk into police stations in good health, and leave on gurneys, with paramedics attending to their freshly acquired wounds.