• nikita
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    9 months ago

    This implies there was ever a time cops weren’t violent pieces of shit.

    I’ve heard many stories of cops in the 80s regularly beating on people in my area.

    In fact, sociologists like to say cops were invented in America specifically make sure slaves stayed indentured to their owners.

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      9 months ago

      Sure, but they weren’t as militarised back then. They were violent pieces of shit with sticks rather than machineguns.

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        9 months ago

        Exactly, they beat the shit out of them because they couldn’t turn them to swiss cheese as easily. A revolver only has so many bullets before you have to stand there and load them back in.

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      9 months ago

      Recommend KRS’ Sound of da Police. This is literally the second verse:

      Now here’s a likkle truth, open up your eye

      While you’re checkin’ out the boom-bap, check the exercise

      Take the word overseer, like a sample

      Repeat it very quickly in a crew, for example

      Overseer, overseer, overseer, overseer

      Officer, officer, officer, officer

      Yeah, officer from overseer

      You need a little clarity? Check the similarity!

      The overseer rode around the plantation

      The officer is off, patrollin’ all the nation

      The overseer could stop you, “What you’re doing?”

      The officer will pull you over just when he’s pursuing

      The overseer had the right to get ill

      And if you fought back, the overseer had the right to kill

      The officer has the right to arrest

      And if you fight back they put a hole in your chest

      (Woop!) They both ride horses

      After 400 years, I’ve got no choices