More about why a blog on San Francisco's police later, but I've been thinking about this project for a while and one of today's articles in the SF Chronicle seemed to be a good place to start.
What is it?
A story about a woman who bumped into the person who stole her identity. She called 911 and set off on a foot chase around San Francisco. She stayed on the phone the entire time and chased the identity thief for 45 minutes before a police officer strolled over. The quote that caught my eye, "When Officer Rickey Terrell arrived a moment later -- about 45 minutes after the chase began -- he, too, searched the Walgreens garage." Folks, this is downtown San Francisco in the middle of the day. A woman chasing down another person on the streets, calling 911 and pleading for help shouldn't be vigilante for 45 minutes. Our police can do better.
That is today's "bad cop, no donut" story. More stories, links and photos to follow.
http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/c/a/2007/06/15/MNG77QG0G11.DTL
1 comment:
What a shame that such a worthy project didn't get past the mission -- no pun intended -- statement.
I was arrested and physically abused when I ran in the Bay to Breakers once, and when I filed a complaint with the Office of Citizen Complaints, the officers made false statements and the OCC found my complaint baseless due to their testimony.
Mine might not be an ordinary story, but it's ordinary enough in the city of naked runners. With our kindly population, which makes our town popular, we could use a police force with parallel human values, instead of values that work opposite our well-being, like those that promote choking and painful restraint on non-violent, suspected code-infringers.
I asked my 18-year-old son if he ever heard of Bad Cop No Donut, and he said he hadn't, so I searched it and saw some unattractive t-shirts with small lettering.
Today I feel content with my purpose of parenting in this crazy world. There are simple principles to live by. To attain spiritual help, one needs to ask with the attitude of the supplicant, and be open to the help when it arrives.
That's what got me out of a jam when the cops jumped me.
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