Fuck You Officer Cox
author: Fed Up Social Worker
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Apparently, the warrant sweeps are still in full swing in O'Bryant Square. This morning, I wated the most disgusting scene of harassment. I am fed up beyond belief with the hounding harassment of my clients by sick and twisted, angry little men in police uniforms. And yes, Officer Cox, I a talking about you.
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This morning, I walked through "paranoia park" in search of a client who has been missing for days. And I came upon a sickeningly familiar scene. I watched as four police officers in blue rubber gloves relentlessly hounded a homeless young woman who was sitting on the steps there, in tears and in handcuffs. It was more than I could stand. You see, I have mopped up after scenes like this one over and over again. I have tried to clean up records for people who can't get housing or jobs because psycho SS agents like these gave them criminal records for the crime of being homeless. I have held the hand of more than one young man or woman who cried while they told me how reviled and worthless they felt after such an episode. I have bailed people out of jails, and have picked them up in the middle of the night after the system got its cheap jollies by taking them into custody for a day and then releasing them in the hours after midnight. I am SICK of it. These people have ENOUGH TROUBLE. They do not need sanctimonious, self-appointed guardians of the morals of society like Officer Cox to heap more upon them. They do not need to be reminded that they are not considered citizens of this city, that the law is not there to serve and protect people like them, and that no one cares what happens to them as long as they are invisible.
Yes, it was more than I could stand. So I shouted at the four burly men who stood above this crying young woman. I was so angry I yelled something like, "Don't you people have more to do than harass people like this? What are you DOING?" And officer Cox took it upon himself to come tromping over, bearing his most intimidating grimmace. I was NOT intimidated. I was sad for him, for his rotting soul. And I was angry at him. But I was not afraid. Because I am white, well dressed, and I have a job, I figured he understood that he would have to bear public opinion if he set upon the likes of me. And there were witnesses. It is not fair for me to feel so safe when I know that the young homeless woman did not have this privilege. And that is why I had to speak. I had to use this privilege to make him see the error of his ways.
He came over to the edge of the park, towering over me from his perch up on the bank. He came to intimidate me into silence. But I spoke anyway. I demanded to know why he was harassing this girl. He sneered that they were searching for people with warrants. Yes, I have heard that before too. I have watched them roll people for warrants who did not have warrants. And I have watched them cite people from attempted PCSII when all they were doing was eating their lunch. And I told officer Cox this. But he was deaf and blind. In the last recourse that every cop tries, he focused on irrelevancies. He told me that the people in the park are bad people, that "drugs are illegal," as if that were relevant to his harassment, and then he scolded me for "using foul language in front of a minor." (I had my child with me, and every cop likes to try to prey upon that angle. You have no idea how many of my clients I have spoken to about the same thing. When they try to stand up for their dignity, the officers berate them for not setting a good enough example to their children. Usually, it's because the person dared to use an obscenity against the pig.)
He was snotty and arrogant and ignorant. He does not care about the people of this city. When I tried to reach him (before the obscenity in question), he would not listen because he did not care. I told him about my clients, about how much suffering these people must endure, about how their predations are the last thing these people need. I admonished him for making life harder for them, for working for the wrong side. I told him about the abuses I have witnessed there, and I begged him not to harass and hound people for the crime of being homeless. He would not hear. He claimed they were not being harassed because they were homeless, but because they were "criminals." Criminals that he has made. Before he and his cronies began hounding them to death, they were just people. Now, they wear the "criminal" brand. Thanks, officer Cox. Good job, fucker.
I hate things like this. They make me feel so powerless in this fucked up world. It's so obvious to me and anyone who watches that they are doing this because the people are poor and homeless, and for no other reason. But he denies it because it makes him feel better to do so. A bitter pill mad easier to swallow for a public that does not care enough. I felt so enraged, but there was nothing I could do but walk away.
As I did so, my child turned to me and murmured, "He thinks that's bad language to use in front of a 'young person'? Fuck him." You see, he knows that it it is not words that are good or bad, but how we use them. He understands that it is not the desperate expletives we utter in despair that make us who we are, but the way we respond to the suffering of others. In that respect, thank you very much Officer Cox, it is I who set the better example today, and not you.
And now, I use the same voice that told you to fuck off earlier today. I use it with clarity and dignity, and I tell this story. People will listen. And may they show up around that park and protect the people your predations have hurt. May they, at the very least, think about the human beings who live with us in this city without the benefit of the things we take for granted. May it become less acceptable to allow people like Officer Cox to hurt them for fun and games. May we stop paying people to hound them into the cracks. So yes, officer Cox, I say it again. Fuck you.
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Usually, I assume that if I can understand what someone is saying, it does not matter if they spelled everything right or dotted all the i's. It's rude even to suggest that it matters. But I know that someone like officer Cox, who cannot argue with what I have said, would focus sneeringly on such errors to try to distract from what I have said. So that's why I am acknowledging this now.
And just so I can say it one more time. Fuck you, Officer Cox.