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“Good cops”

[Transcript:]

Dad: I hate, when discussing police brutality, people like to say “But there are good cops, too”– “There are good cops, too.” Fam, there’s clean water. If I live in a house where the tap water is comin’ out dirty sometimes, I don’t just say, “well, it’s not always dirty, so… it’s okay, nothing wrong.” No! I need to replace the system.  I need to examine the system and the source, so my water is clean, and acting like water every single time. The idea of a policeman is to be good. So if he’s not acting like that, and if more policemen aren’t acting like that, we got a system to examine. 

Dad: ‘Cause see, tap water systems in houses–tap water systems have filters, that are supposed to stop, uh, the dirt from comin’ thru.  When water comes out of our sink and into my cup, I’m supposed to trust that that water is safe for me to drink, on sight.  I’m not supposed to have to test it at all.  Same thing with policemen.  I am supposed to see a man with a badge, and trust him, on sight, and know that justice and nothing but pure things is supposed to come from him. So when there’s a possibility of that not getting done, there’s crap getting through the filter! We gotta fix this filter!

Dad: So if that water in my house is coming out dirty sometimes and clean sometimes, when I pour a cup o’ water, I have a reason to be worried, until I fix that system. Until something changes, I have a reason to be nervous when I pour a cup of water from the sink. And I look at it, and I’m like– ‘is this gonna be a dirty glass of water, or is this gonna be clean?’ ‘Is this gonna be a bad cop, or a good cop?’ I shouldn’t even have to worry about that.  I should see a cop, and know for a fact that’s gonna be a clean cup of water, every time I see it.

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vinesforall:

basedgodtookmyusername:

“Good cops”

[Transcript:]

Dad: I hate, when discussing police brutality, people like to say “But there are good cops, too”– “There are good cops, too.” Fam, there’s clean water. If I live in a house where the tap water is comin’ out dirty sometimes, I don’t just say, “well, it’s not always dirty, so… it’s okay, nothing wrong.” No! I need to replace the system.  I need to examine the system and the source, so my water is clean, and acting like water every single time. The idea of a policeman is to be good. So if he’s not acting like that, and if more policemen aren’t acting like that, we got a system to examine. 

Dad: ‘Cause see, tap water systems in houses–tap water systems have filters, that are supposed to stop, uh, the dirt from comin’ thru.  When water comes out of our sink and into my cup, I’m supposed to trust that that water is safe for me to drink, on sight.  I’m not supposed to have to test it at all.  Same thing with policemen.  I am supposed to see a man with a badge, and trust him, on sight, and know that justice and nothing but pure things is supposed to come from him. So when there’s a possibility of that not getting done, there’s crap getting through the filter! We gotta fix this filter!

Dad: So if that water in my house is coming out dirty sometimes and clean sometimes, when I pour a cup o’ water, I have a reason to be worried, until I fix that system. Until something changes, I have a reason to be nervous when I pour a cup of water from the sink. And I look at it, and I’m like– ‘is this gonna be a dirty glass of water, or is this gonna be clean?’ ‘Is this gonna be a bad cop, or a good cop?’ I shouldn’t even have to worry about that.  I should see a cop, and know for a fact that’s gonna be a clean cup of water, every time I see it.

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