Have you ever been a victim of Police brutality or racism?

[Nod]

Never nothin I didn't have coming

[i_am_a_champ]

Once me and a couple of frends were hanging out on the street corner where we lived at the time. Ghetto yes. Smoking cigs. No drugs. Nothing. Just hanging out, chilling.

A police van pulls up. Dude jumps out with one or two more officers.

Tells us all to move. Move where? We live here.

The police man sorta takes off his badges and asks for a fight. Literally.

I cannot remember if he took out his baton. He just stood there with a couple of buddies. All grown men.

Our age ranges were 14-17, tops.

It was a very strange experience to say the least.

Ive got more stories like that. Straight up weirdness.

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it was brutality to my fragile little mind.

why were you getting stopped at midnight for walking around? is it because they thought u were arab looking?

Not that I know of. It happened a couple times. A neighbor reported me for walking around in the dark one time, another I was riding an unlicensed motorcycle with the lights turned off. I didn't get arrested either time, but they did give me the spotlight/screaming rude orders treatment.

Nobody in so cal knew I was Lebanese. There's only 3 races in Cali: White Black and Mexican.

[Tago Nang Tago]

Not that I know of. It happened a couple times. A neighbor reported me for walking around in the dark one time, another I was riding an unlicensed motorcycle with the lights turned off. I didn't get arrested either time.

Nobody in so cal knew I was Lebanese. There's only 3 races in Cali: White Black and Mexican.

reported you for walking around at night, in your own neighborhood?

wtf kind of neighbors u have dog?

and u forgot asian! we out'hurr too.

[i_am_a_champ]

No, it was the hat. I was wearing a Pacquiao shirt.

I bet that flowmmo posts in NSB!

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reported you for walking around at night, in your own neighborhood?

wtf kind of neighbors u have dog?

and u forgot asian! we out'hurr too.

I didn't know 90% of my neighbors (old people) and it was too dark to see my face anyway. Gotta take stuff like that into consideration because that's all the cops are gonna know. Suspicious guy walking around in the dark.

You're half white half asian right? Nobody has ever called you Mexican? I got called Mexican so many times.

[Tago Nang Tago]

I didn't know 90% of my neighbors (old people) and it was too dark to see my face anyway. Gotta take stuff like that into consideration because that's all the cops are gonna know. Suspicious guy walking around in the dark.

You're half white half asian right? Nobody has ever called you Mexican? I got called Mexican so many times.

no, not mexican but other types of latino.

[hectari]

Ive been a victim of Racism from blacks in the hood growing up.

And Ive seen blacks being the most racist, especially toward the Koreans growing up.

They would call them dog eater, go back to china, ching chong chang, and do the slant eye thing.

With hood blacks they will assume you are racist, you never really see blatant racism from whites, unless they are drugged out of their mind or wacko, the way you do from blacks in the hood. For example a lot of blacks are oversensitive they will say that guy didn't put the change in my hand he is a racist, he put the coins on the counter he didnt put the coins in my hand he is racist.

Or did you see the way that white lady look at me she gave me a racist look.

They have some type of paranoid thinking ..

I got jumped in elementary school the school I went to was almost all black in Inglewood, I was the only white kid, I only went to that school for a few weeks this was back in the late 80s. I got jumped by a black kid he was around 6 or 7 around my age, I thought he was my friend until we had show and tell and I brought a Rambo action figure to school, he saw it and wanted it, so after class I was walking with my backpack waiting for my parents to pick me up near the sandbox, I all of a sudden saw my black friend comeback with two bigger black boys around 13 years old, I was smiling and said hey and the bigger kid grabbed me by my neck lifted me up they took my backpack and I started crying, saying why and the bigger black kid told me to shut the fuk up. while my so called friend was looking through my backpack and they told him where is the doll and he took it and took my school supplies. I still remember the kid and his cousins saying stupid white Devil and laughed, the only thing that was left was my folder and a picture of Virgin Mary with my moms writing on the back saying to my loving son you are loved remember to always dream and achieve your goals and treat people with kindness you will have many friends,God bless you. It was a picture my mother put in my backpack with my lunch always before school, my folks were old fashioned immigrant from Europe they were unfamiliar with racism.

I was crying the big kid hurt my back and I had bruising on my cheek and neck, my mom picked me up and was mad and said what happened. The next morning my mom and dad went to my class and told me to point out the kid who stole my Rambo toy and the teacher took us to the office to talk with the principal.

The black kid went in first, he was crying, I saw him thru the glass, and the door was slightly open so I could hear, he told the principal that I told him he couldn't afford the Rambo toy, because he was black or something like that. The Principal who was white gave him a hug and called me in, he looked at me and gave me a look he said you know what you did, I said no he said you cant go around calling black kid names and tell them they cannot afford things thats racist, I just sat their quiet and in tears, I didnt know what racism was, I told him I never said that and he said save it. He told me to call my parents in, my parents were pissed, my dad driving home said this is wrong my son is not like this. I got suspended for 3 days, when I was the victim the black boy got off easy he stabbed me in the back and betrayed me yet called me White devil.

My parents worked in a factory in downtown we had little money so my mom decided to remove me from the all black school that was closer to her work to Boyle heights, which was closer to where one of her coworkers lived, her name was Julia she was a friendly Guatemalan lady in her 40s she was always nice to me, and spoke Spanish to me and gave me food and candies those chile elotes and some tamarindos. She had nieces and nephews my age, so she introduced me to them and said they will take care of you they are good kids I enrolled in class and the class was mostly Mexican but they were much different they were friendly to me.

I was a white kid but they also had white looking Mexican kids in the class, to this day I have close connection with some Mexicans I grew up with, they really were my vatos,I can say this for sure. They used to tease me call me white boy but it was all teasing, I remember my boy Jose we called him Juventino, he was a kinda husky kid but I was around 10 years old and these other mexican kids from another school came by so my boy Juventino and 3 of my other friends were next to me, the other kids said hey white boy and tried to start chit with me, I was nervous at fist because I remember when I went to an all black school not one black kid had my back they let me get beat up and the one black kid I thought was my boy mugged me after class, this time my Mexicans friends had my back and they started scrapped we were only like 5th graders, it was weird I felt loved, I never felt that feeling before only from my parents but these dudes had my back and were loyal they didn't alienate me for being white they treated me like I was their own Raza.

I remember going back to Boyle heights when I was 17 I left Boyle heights when I was 13, my parents moved to Orange County we had money because my folks were able to save up and open up a business and do real estate.

My father during the riots had to be driven by our old black neighbor, they were beating up any white person they saw and taking them out of their cars or smashing their windows, This old black man was a saint, he told my father to hide under a blanket while he drove my father to work my pops would lie down in the back seat under a blanket.

This older black guy was really cool he was the one who got me into boxing he was like 70 years old and we would watch boxing. I still remember during the riots he was on his porch and told these young black men to stop, dont do that dont break into that store, they told him to shut up he saw one of the boys was wearing a Cross necklace and told the boy if you follow Jesus you will not do what you are doing young man, they just ignored him.

[hectari]

no, not mexican but other types of latino.

Most Mexicans like to call Asians, Chino or Chinito, you ever get that?

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Similar expeiences to Hectari.

Things haven't really changed that much from childhood through adulthood. The same kids who were tormenting their non-black peers, taking advantage of the older hippie generation by always playing the victim or thought everyone who looked at them tired after work was "giving them dirty racist looks" eventually grow up and join stuff like the BLM movement, which revolves around spreading false statistics and instigating riots.

We are supposed to believe that everything turns a 180 when you graduate from high school and it's evil rich white and asian guys stirring all the trouble and "white collar crime" is a big threat to us but nah... Just nah... Not much changed.