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Grand Jury: black skin, un co-operative and hand in pocket = JUSTIFIED DEATH!

Grand Jury: black skin, (unknown) cocaine in blood, and hand in pocket = JUSTIFIED DEATH! apparently even though SERY had no idea about the contents of Perez's blood, the fact that Perez wouldn't leave the vehicle in less than 24 seconds and the claim that Perez had a hand in a pocket is reason enough for Sery to shoot Perez THROUGH THE HEART!
Perez, 28, was killed by a bullet to the heart. Two other bullets hit him in the left arm and left side of his chest. Dr. Larry Lewman, deputy state medical examiner, said Perez had an "extremely high level" of cocaine in his system. Police radio logs show the shots were fired 24 seconds after the officers called in the stop.

In a statement, the Portland Police Association called Sery a calm, professional police officer who acted with reason. The union noted that the American Legion recently named Sery its "Officer of the Year."

"Like all police officers, he hoped the day would never come when he would have to use deadly force," the statement said. "Our shared tragedy today is that Mr. Perez's actions gave Officer Sery no choice."

The union's statement added details about the stop. It said Perez refused an order to put his hands on his head and shoved his right hand into his pocket.

"Every bit of Mr. Perez's conduct, every bit of Officer Sery's training, told him that Mr. Perez was about to shoot him," the union said.
no 22.Apr.2004 23:48



THEY'RE LYING 23.Apr.2004 00:04

Iyanna & Da Sistas of The Revolution

"go ahead & shoot him, it's free" said the veteran pig to the rookie. Just wait till those soldiers over in Iraq blowing off babies heads come back home.

The Life of Coward 23.Apr.2004 01:21


Coward is Born

The two parents were blessed with a new boy and they named him Coward. They had wanted a girl, but they loved him all the same. Coward was a sweet boy with a baby face and a pleasant smile. They took Coward home to his brothers and sisters and they too were pleased. The brothers were happy to have a new brother and the sisters were happy to have a baby to dote over.

Coward's dad was determined to raise Coward to be just like him - a successful corporate man. The father would instill in Coward all of the values he loved - obedience, servitude and patriotism. As Coward grew, his father taught him that God came first, country came second and family came third. There was no space for self. "God, country and family!" his dad would say.

Coward was jealous of his brother Dexter. Dexter was smarter than Coward. Dexter was less loved by his father than Coward but more loved by his mother. While Coward looked up to his dad, Dexter looked up to his mom. While Coward learned to respect authority, Dexter learned to despise authority. While Coward sought praise from his mother and father, Dexter was satisfied with his own self esteem and did not seek approval.

Coward, like his parents, became a Christian. Dexter became an atheist. Coward, like his parents became a capitalist. Dexter became an anarchist. Coward measured his value in terms of what others deemed it to be while Dexter did not spend much time on estimating his value - he assumed it irrelevant.

Coward Grows Up

By the time Coward finished high school, Dexter was almost finished with college. A war was brewing and there was talk of a draft. Dexter, despite his differences with his brother, loved his brother. Moreover, Dexter loved everybody and saw in everybody value derived not from what they had or who they obeyed, but derived, instead, from being a human being. And so it happened that as the spectra of war raised its head, Dexter opposed it and Coward supported it. Dexter had grown to see the world as it is, a network of greedy and dishonest men playing chess with the lives of better men, sending them to battle and death, for the advancement of power and conquest. Coward had grown up to see the world has his parents saw it, a hierarchy of individuals and institutions constructed in terms of their merit (e.g. the degree to which they were blessed with the false values of obedience, servitude and patriotism) and selected by a "divine" process codified in law. Coward didn't really love anyone, he just learned how to admire obedience, servitude and patriotism, so it was of no surprise that Coward supported the war.

Coward's parents grew more fond of Coward than Dexter. After all, Coward reflected their values of obedience, servitude and patriotism while Dexter reflected the values of honesty, liberty and justice. Coward would make patriotic statements and his parents would be pleased. Dexter would use "unfair" tricks, commonly known as "facts" and "reason" to prove that the war was not patriotic and was, instead, based on greed, manipulation and deceit.

When the draft came, Coward began to have second thoughts. After all, he might just die in the war. Coward, however, did not speak up. He valued the praise of his mother and father and he saw that those such as Dexter who spoke out against obedience, servitude and patriotism were unloved, un-praised and the target of open derision. Coward and Dexter were drafted.

Coward is Drafted

When Coward and Dexter received their draft notices, their mother and father were proud that their sons would fight for the beloved homeland. This pride was interrupted when Dexter refused to serve. Dexter burned his draft papers, spoke out against the war, went AWOL and became a fugitive. Mother and father disowned Dexter. "Our honor would be saved by Coward," they thought.

In training, Coward began to wonder if Dexter was right, but he did not speak up because he knew his parents would be prouder of him if he served and did his duty. When Coward arrived at the war zone, he discovered a world unlike any he had known. Death was around him, the civilians under his boot in the foreign land had fear entrenched in their eyes, the cities were homes to the dislocated - orphaned children on the street, wives in search of dead husbands and the stench of death. It is in this foreign land that Coward was issued a weapon and sent off to kill.

During his first battle, Coward remembered the words of his God, "Thou shall not kill." As he fought his way across the battle field, he found himself face to face with the enemy, looking in to the enemy's eyes. In the enemy's eyes he saw himself, a frightened young man thrown into the jaws of war. They were all just like himself. "Thou shall not kill," echoed in his head. "We're proud of you son," echoed the voice of mother and father in his head. He raised his gun and shot. He saw, in the eyes of the soldier he killed, his own eyes as they would have been had they traded places. The enemy soldier lay bleeding on the field, tears streaked down the enemy soldier's face and the enemy soldier died. Coward was stunned. "How could I kill a man?" he thought. This would not be the last man we would kill.

Dexter, on the run, began to wage his own war, only Dexter chose words and not weapons. Dexter became vilified by the press. They called Dexter a coward. Dexter lost his family, his friends, his comfort, his safety and his reputation. Despite all of this, Dexter stood strong. He defied the government and he defied the war. He took to defacing bill boards with anti-war slogans. Under the cover of night, he would paint is anti-war statements wherever he could, always sure to place a circle "a" next to the statement.

When there were protests, Dexter wore a black mask to hide his identity. Whenever the police would arrest someone at a demonstration, Dexter and others would attack the police and drag the arrestees away from the police into safety. As the anti-war movement became more militant, Dexter began to organize others. In time they became known as the resistance.

Meanwhile, Coward continued with the fight, and though his God taught him not to kill he continued to kill because he lacked the courage not to kill. Given the choice between doing what is right and what is safe, Coward chose the latter. Coward won many medals for his soldierly actions. He was obedient, servile and patriotic. Dexter won nothing for his heroic resistance to war and tyranny. Unlike Coward, however, Dexter was not looking for personal gain.

Coward Dies

And on the same day, half a world apart, the two brothers died in battle. A new recruit from the enemy army found himself face to face with Coward. In Coward's eyes he saw himself. He remember the words of his God, "Thou shall not kill." He raised his rifle and shot Coward. Coward fell to the Earth, his body shattered and felt the life draining from him. He heard an inner voice, the voice of his father, say, "I am proud of you Coward." Coward's own voice replied, "Fuck you, Dad," and he died.

Dexter was in battle with the police. A cop looked into Dexter's eyes and saw the enemy, not himself. The cop shot Dexter. Dexter fell to the Earth, his body shattered and felt the life draining from him. He heard an inner voice, the voice of his father, say, in a mocking tone, "Was it worth it, Dexter?" Dexter's own voice replied, "Yes, Dad, it was worth it," and he died.

On the mantle in the former home of Coward and Dexter, there is a photo of Coward in his uniform. Laid out next to the photo are a row of medals. The family always talks of Coward the hero. They never mention Dexter.

homepage:  http://www.whiterosejournal.info/thewhiterosemagazine/id47.html

Fuck the PPD 23.Apr.2004 02:54

Up and down, through and through

Yesterday, when I was mad
And quite prepared to give up everything
Admitting, I don't believe
In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me

Then, when I was lonely
I thought again
And changed my mind

Spot the lie... 23.Apr.2004 04:39

Tony Blair's dog

"Our shared tragedy today is that Mr. Perez's actions gave Officer Sery no choice."

Yes, read that line agan, then compare the statement to what actually
happened in those mere 24 SECONDS when Seary started to talk to Perez.

Armed and Dangerous 23.Apr.2004 07:07


Portland police officers are armed and dangerous. It's open season on us now, especially people of color. Unless we stop them. And we must. The justice system has not worked to save us from their butchery. Now, we must save ourselves.

I am not calm as I write these words. Speaker after speaker at the last demonstration urged us not to act in our anger. What, then, are we to do? Hold signs outside the next sham rubber stamp grand jury? Bury our heads in the propaganda and pretend we believe he was justified in gunning down an unarmed man? Accept that he simply had "no choice"? Wait for the next time? The next hail of bullets, the next award ceremony?

We have done all that. Time and time and time again. Now, it's time for something else.

This latest outrage, compounded by an AWARD (AGAIN, no less), is the very last straw. I'm often torn when confronted with the violence of the police. Because, frankly, I have known police officers. They're human to me. My friends know that my own father was once an officer of the law. (He is recovered now, thankfully.) So obviously, police officers are not some nameless, faceless entity that I can easily dehumanize.

Therefore, these words do not come lightly to me. I accept the humanity of individual police officers, but I do not accept the terror unleashed upon this city by them. I do not accept the murder of another unarmed Black person, another award given for it. I see the human faces through the riot gear, but I also see the riot gear. All the machinery of the system gives them power over us, and power corrupts. They are protected from us, and they are armed against us.

It is truly time to protect ourselves. If they shoot us down without mercy, are they not at war with us? We can no longer play their game, by their rules. I, for one, will not submit to any more "routine" traffic stops. They come into our neighborhoods, where they arrogantly hold themselves above their laws even as they "enforce" them upon us. If they so desire, they kick their way into our homes, hold our families at gunpoint, throw us in jails.

It's time to take this to their neighborhoods. It's time to find out where their homes are. It's time to remove that arrogant grin from behind the state-issued mask. They no longer have the weight of moral authority, the "legitimacy" of the "law." We have seen through that now. Now, we must do what we need to in order to protect ourselves, our families and our friends.

"are they not at war with us?" 23.Apr.2004 08:41


At war without declaration. But there was no declaration before Iraq.

I have known cops as well. I have been a security guard, too, back before the word meant "mercenary" (unarmed, except for an Asp Tactical Baton, a nifty little tool which PPD also carries; but a uniform, badge, baton & radio can give you insight into the Cop Heart). I see them as humans, recognize the difficulty of their work, offer them smiles & small-talk when it's possible, even PPD.

I share your conflict, CatWoman.

"I, for one, will not submit to any more "routine" traffic stops." I must ask you in all seriousness, what exactly will you do not to submit? Floor it & head for I-5? Try to flatten them with your car? Do you know the phrase, "suicide by cop"? If you have a plan, I would love to know what it is -- but don't post it here, 'cause PPD can read, too.

"It's time to take this to their neighborhoods. It's time to find out where their homes are." That would mean more than any Downtown rally. If the Troopers come, they will have to do their dirty work in front of their neighbors, in front of Real Folk. I steadfastly recommend non-violent intent going in -- in terms of force majeur, we realistically can do nothing else.

Organize it!


Iyanna & Da Sistas of The Revolution

One suggestion: Have a cellphone with you at all times & if you feel the least bit threatened by them, dial 911 make a cop cum (just kidding) tell the 911 operator that you are afraid for your life.

Thanks, Lyanna -- 23.Apr.2004 12:00


-- good idea, & I'm sorry I challenged your spelling elsewhere on this forum :-) Be safe!

GUFFMAN THE TUFF MAN 23.Apr.2004 16:08

Iyanna & Da Sistas of The Revolution

You be safe too! & no I'm not a cop or provocateur. I do believe in free speech, self-defence & righteous anger. I'm not trying to tell you what to say or how to act so allow me the same right. If you feel compelled to teach peace & non-violent conflict resolution, teach it to the police & military. I haven't killed anyone. I don't even hit my dogs.

one less piece of trash 26.Apr.2004 11:36


Do what the fucking cop tells you to do then. Maybe you won't get shot.