The Culture of Policing and What We Can and Must Change

There has been much talk since the death of George Floyd at the hands of police in Minneapolis, Minnesota, about changing policing in America. Change is necessary and long overdue as we continue to see more examples of inappropriate use of force on a daily basis. But while we change it, we need to understand this culture that all of us have helped to create.

Policing is really about power, authority, domination and control. It's also about who's in control. We know it, we just don't talk about it very clearly or often enough. The power and control spills over into other jobs and institutions like prisons, mental health facilities, group homes, homeless shelters, schools and health care facilities. Anywhere that one group of people is deemed in control and more powerful than another group. In this process, the kept become less human than their keepers and all of the rules change. We are no longer all equal under the law. Not all of the keepers are bad people but they have to fight every day to continue to see the humanity of people placed under their control. They face peer pressure as well as supervisory and administrative pressure to meet their mission of control and order and economic bottom lines.

Unless we understand that this is what we do to each other and what we expect others to do for us, we will never be able to change all of the systems that need to be changed. The intimidation of a prison guard, being able to control when you eat, if you shower, or what you read, is not that much different than a bad policeman, teacher, clerk in an office and so on. Power over others seems to be addictive and it can spread within institutional thinking. Policies, training and protections have to be in place to control it. Treating people with dignity and respect is a basic value that should drive any organization. It becomes much, much worse when we add racism to the equation. Yes, when people in power are mostly white, when the people they represent are mostly white, should we be surprised at how racism creeps into this system of power and control. People of color are treated differently with every interaction and we should all know it by now.

We add to the problem when we model our police after the military or worse a militia. It starts with uniforms, insignias, badges and titles like Chief, Lieutenant and Sargent. It moves forward more clearly with weapons, guns and military grade equipment. Crowd control demands more oppressive items like shields, three foot batons, tear gas, rubber bullets and pepper spray. The weaponry and guns of the police have increased in a similar way as the nuclear arms race. As guns and the use of guns have increased in the US, police agencies have felt the need to keep up to try to stay on equal footing with criminals. Law enforcement, municipalities and legislators just can't seem to connect the dots between more guns equaling more guns. Yes, we've continued to militarize the police. All of these things have seemed appropriate at one time or another, unless of course your head was clubbed or your son or daughter was gassed while protesting.

The black experience with law enforcement is brutal and immoral. The fact that we as a society have allowed and condoned people to be shot while running from an officer with no weapon or to be beaten and choked for crimes where a white person would be reasoned with and ultimately given a mere warning for similar instances should help us understand. But does it? Or, are we all so much a part of the problem, that we haven't seen our own responsibility for inappropriate policing? 

People are beginning to understand that there are some really basic changes that need to happen. Things like licensing and professionalizing people we call policeman. Looking seriously at who is being hired for policing positions. Ongoing training in deescalation and calming techniques. Real oversight of complaints and tracking of inappropriate citizen encounters or the use of force. Reallocation of policing dollars to community programs that will help to reduce or change interactions with the police. Demilitarization of police agencies including a review of who should actually be carrying weapons. Make unions and their members in law enforcement accountable for their representation and defense of bad and dangerous behavior. End the use of chokeholds. Require intervention when police see other police violating policies or civil rights. Reimagine law enforcement itself, its language, its dress, its purpose.

Black lives certainly do matter. People who are black should not be treated any differently than anyone else in terms of any police intervention. Equal justice under the law. Enough is enough. Help bring about change now. Protest, meet with local officials, write letters, donate to organizations fighting for change and hold elected officials accountable.

Jack Cook, Catholic Worker, Author

Today we lost a treasure. Jack Cook, Catholic Worker, mentor to many, friend and colleague to others passed away at home in Endwell, NY on June 5, 2020. Jack was many things to many people. Father, husband, brother, teacher, writer, poet, author, laborer, soup maker, anarchist, story teller, troublemaker, personalist, hobbit, drinking buddy, felon and ex-con for resisting the draft, a hero. He could be one of the kindest persons in the world and a royal pain in the butt, sometimes at the exact same moment. That was Jack. Some called him a curmudgeon and he loved the role.

Jack and I met at the Catholic Worker, sometime in 1965. We argued about politics and strategies. We bemoaned the state of the movement and leaders who were more interested in promoting themselves rather than promoting the end of the war and some sort of lasting peace. Jack’s writing caught the eye of Dorothy Day and she loved his pieces and looked to him for advice on organizing and editing the Catholic Worker monthly paper. Jack was sent by Dorothy to Delano California where Cesar Chavez was organizing strikes by farmworkers along with a national grape boycott. Jack’s job was to document what was happening but he couldn’t resist getting actively involved in the strikes and demonstrations. This was just one stop along Jack’s roads less travelled.

I went off to prison while Jack stayed involved at the Worker, making soup and organizing the clothing room and writing, writing, writing. He had writing projects incubating in his head, seeds planted by experiences, feelings and beliefs that he would test on people in great flurries of speech and language, in pubs or on the street sitting on a park bench, curved pipe always full and hanging from his lips. I’ve watched that pipe fall, be caught or burn a hole in his pocket more than a few times. 

One day, I saw my old friend arrive in the federal lock up where I was hoping for, praying for my own release. We walked together, went to the little chapel together and kept up with the news together. The day came when I was released and left Jack. He continued to get into good trouble, advocating and looking out for other prisoners and always writing about it. He led a little uprising while in prison (no small thing really) and ended up doing time in isolation more than once. His time being incarcerated affected him as it does everyone who experiences it and he did what Jack always did. He wrote about it.

Jack eventually returned to the Catholic Worker. I had moved to upstate NY and was living in Spencer, NY, a small town south of Ithaca. One day I got a call from Jack, he had some family difficulties and was getting away from the city. We talked and talked and next thing you know Jack and I concluded he should come and spend some time living with me and my young family. From there Jack got one of the jobs he enjoyed the most in his life I think. He started working at a small sawmill turning logs into planks with a team of workers he befriended for life. Jack eventually ended up in Ithaca, teaching and writing and his life went on and included meeting his wife and partner Ellen. 

He and I have remained friends through these many years. We’ve supported each other, complained about ourselves and everyone else to each other and encouraged each other on various projects and detours that we’ve both taken.

I’ve taken to writing a few things here and there myself through a blog called The Gadfly. Jack would always encourage me. He’d teach me about the muse who comes and goes and sometimes teases and frustrates every writer, musician, poet. He was certainly a critic and sometimes a very harsh one. On the other hand a compliment from Jack about your writing was like getting a gold star in kindergarten and he gave me a few. I’ll always appreciate that. 

But now Jack is gone. His was a strong voice at the Catholic Worker that needed to be heard. Sometimes it was welcomed and other times it was rebuffed. His words and writings though will live on. His book on prison “Rags of Time” and his writings about times and people at the Worker, “Bowery Blues” are still out there waiting to be read and shared on bookshelves and in studies where leather chairs, fireplaces dwell and pipe smoke hangs in the air. 

Here, here Jack. Presente!

The Night We Became The States of America

It was June 1, 2020 a little before 7pm. A large group of peaceful protesters were cleared from the streets surrounding the White House in Washington, DC. They were pushed quickly and violently from the area by Military Police, the Federal Park Police and the US Secret Service. Loud smoke bombs, rubber bullets, shields, tear gas and mounted horses were used in the attack on Americans in their own land at their own Capitol. It was eerily familiar to people who had marched in places like Selma to see these sights.

At the same time Donald Trump spoke from a podium in the Rose Garden. There he read a statement filled with words that will go down in history, reminding people that they had elected a pretty crazy person who didn't understand the Constitution that he took an oath to uphold. His statement was both sad and shocking. He referred to himself as the law and order President and yet mentioned nothing of George Floyd's illegal death in Minneapolis . He said he was defending peaceful protesters as he was having them removed from the streets around the White House. He threatened to send Federal troops and the military into individual States. He spoke of domination, similar to the ways some police across the country dominate citizens.

After that, this man who had been mocked about his being taken to a bunker in the White House, walked over to St. John's Church as if he wanted to show off his bravery and manhood. He took the Secretary of Defense, the Attorney General and the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, who was dressed in fatigues, with him. It was for a photo op with a Bible at a place of worship. It ended up being an expression of impotence and incompetence. A faked attempt at messaging.

Having said that, it was also a visual announcement to our country that we had formerly become, under Donald Trump, the States of America. We are no longer united in any way. The reality show President has taken us to this place. Yes, he has taken us to the worst reality show Presidency that anyone could ever imagine. No, sadly we are divided. We have soldiers and police following orders that in their hearts, they may know are questionable. There are Cabinet members and White House staff and Senators and Congresspeople who don't know what to do next. Governors have been threatened to follow Trump's orders or be damned.

All of this should sadden the entire country and the world. It seems the United States is gone. Its remnants are a mess. Donald Trump created his carnage and his swamp. Institutions have been torn down. Competent people have been removed from critical jobs and functions. All of this has happened in the middle of a pandemic that has killed over 100,000 Americans.

So here we are the States of America, looking for answers, struggling for solutions and we all watched it happen formally on June 1, 2020. I fear it is not over.

Outside Agitation vs Dismantling Institutional Racism

I preface this article by letting people know that I detest violence. I've fought against it most of my life. Having said that, I have also seen the establishment, almost always, blame the consequences of public demonstrations on outside agitators and anarchists. Fairly seldom has any blame been placed on segregationists, homophobes, or sexists or white nationalists. Usually, the accusers also have very little knowledge about the political philosophy of anarchism or personalism but what they know is that throwing out the term anarchism can produce visceral reactions. That is a topic though for another article.

The recent events in Minneapolis have caused lots of feelings, actions and reactions. Government officials responding to property destruction are moving in a direction of militarism, strong physical containment, and purportedly some questionable citizen electronic surveillance. There has always been a tendency to blame others when a crisis shows up. Blaming victims of injustice is an easy but incorrect response.

The fact is that it's much easier to ratchet up and blame outside agitators than it is to analyze, discuss and bring about the systemic changes that end racism in society, government culture & operations, policing, or criminal justice. Throughout history there have always been righteous outsiders & agitators. The list could go on and on. They showed up in Seneca Falls, Selma, and Stonewall. Some of that list includes names like Martin Luther King, Jr., Malcom X, Gandhi, Dorothy Day, Cesar Chavez.

The first step right now is to understand the pent up anger and frustration with systems that never change. People have been here before. Communities of color and poor people understand the past better than most of us. The list of deaths, arrests, beatings and unfair treatment are long and old. Demonstrations and marches have taken place before and nothing changes. America is a tinder box. We have a President who tweets hatred and lies to the masses. We have white men and women showing up at state capitols with military grade weapons and no consequences. We have a criminal justice system hidden from society unless you have to contend with it yourself. We have prison populations made up of the poor and people of color. There are police and police agencies who treat the black community differently and many times brutally. Government officials and community leaders would be better off discussing and solving these issues, short term and long term.

There always have been provocateurs and probably always will be. They include the left, the right, undercover police, undercover intelligence agencies, militia members, etc. This fight though is about justice. It includes policing, housing, jobs, economic fairness. None of this is about one city at a time. This is about our entire country and we need to recognize it quickly. 

So let's not have issues of who's marching, who's protesting and which group needs to be surveilled take over the conversation, the activities, or the hard work of systemic change. We need to keep our eyes on the prize and fight for true justice for all, in the street, in the council room and in the board room.

Racism in America Is Very White

Racism in America is real and blatant and until white America recognizes it and does something about it, it will continue, mostly unchecked. George Floyd's arrest and murder is just the latest high profile example of this unbridled racism and of racist actions by public police authorities.

We have to accept that racism in America is baked into the daily routines and actions by those in authority and that this is being done in our names as white Americans. We've seen it enough. The examples are all over the place and they continue every day. But it all comes from someplace. Belief in superiority, inferiority, threats to or against women as property, manhood.

Think about what we've seen in the past few weeks. A young, black jogger,  tracked, followed, challenged, harassed and shot in a white neighborhood. Then a white woman in Central Park being asked to leash her dog in an area where leashing is required. The person making the request was a black man, following every social norm imaginable. The woman's response was to threaten him, using her whiteness and his blackness in a call to 911, and she does just that, believing it would bring the weight of authoritarianism down on this man. A black man threatening a white woman, the basis for so much historical racism. All of this followed by George Floyd being stopped, arrested and killed by a police knee on his neck while he pleaded for a breath.

Mr. Floyd's death is criminal and the racism that led to it is criminal. My eyes and brain are in fact the judge and jury because our justice system continues to fail black Americans. Please be honest with yourselves. If you had passed a $20 counterfeit bill in your hometown or even if you were traveling out of town, would multiple police cars show up? Would you be dragged and put against a wall while you protested? Would you end up on the ground with a knee on your neck and a police officer taunting you, threatening you to get up or resist more? You know the answer as well as I do. No, this is racism in America today and it doesn't happen to you or me.

The fact that these officers, who caused Mr. Floyd's death, have not been arrested is another example of the racism and police authority that continues to threaten our country and our people. The lack of police accountability is blamed on union contracts, poorly written policies and procedures or the need for never ending investigations. What is wrong with municipal leaders, police chiefs and district attorneys along with rank and file police officers? Are they blind or are they just fulfilling a long accepted practice of making excuses for authoritarian racism? And yes, people had to force justice's hand in every other case through videos and/or eyewitness accounts.

Until white Americans speak out and do something about these practices and incidences of racism that take place every day in our names, all of this will continue. We have a responsibility to force the change that needs to happen. You know it's there. You know it's happening. Speak up whenever and wherever you can.