Since I’ve lived here, which is about thirty years now, there has always been an undercurrent of leftist, anarchist pig-bashing. The movement has gained ground. Under the leadership of Chief William Hogan, the department was able to get rid of mainline criticisms for officers inviting prostitutes – er, informants – into their cars and a hive of drug dealing constantly swarming behind the department’s downtown headquarters. Now, all that remains of the disgruntled are the folks who, typically out of spite for having been busted on some charge the perps or friends of the perps deem small. They have bent the ear of the local daily, which today publishes the headline, “Asheville’s Police Force Is Much Whiter than Community.”
Really? Who’s the racist that’s counting? Remember: A racist who thinks people are inherently better or worse by virtue of being Negroid, Caucasian, or Mongolian. I have said before that I am undeniably racist because there ain’t no way, no how I can sling equations like those Mongolians. I digress. My point is, speaking like a politician, anybody who thinks the performance of a police department, anybody who refuses to cooperate with officers, on the basis of skin color, is the racist. The sooner we screw our heads on better to see that the crime is not an imaginary wall of hatred between skin colors, but when somebody inserts a knife or a bullet into another’s body, the better-situated we will be to contain socially aberrant behavior. What’s more, I am not going to let somebody’s minority status protect their devious activities from scrutiny.
