Last Sunday on our way home we saw three police cars parked by the side of the road, and it turned out that they stopped one car. For some reason, the driver of that car got out to talking to the police.
The first thing came to my mind was, "Oh, good, at least he is not a black guy."
I have to say, the reputation of the police departments across this country has hit rock bottom. I am sadden to hear endless police killings of black men, by accident, negligent or other reasons.
There is definitely room for improvement in this area, and I am hoping someone very strong will come out to fix this mess.
By Ying Lei.
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Saturday, April 25, 2015
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