Jan 2015
My mother is the strongest woman I have ever met and she has the purest soul.
My mother has worked in the jail for twenty years: been spit on, swung at, cursed at, abused physically and mentally by inmates and she still works 12 hour shifts at our jail without resistance.
My mother taught me to address a police officer by sir or ma'am.
My mother taught me that respecting your authority is a responsibility.
That any crime is a crime nonetheless
And to never, ever pull a gun on a police officer.
I thought that these things were common sense.
If we really need someone to blame for the supposed injustices carried out by police officers Blame the parents who forgot to teach their children how to act.
As of today multiple police officers have been slaughtered by outlaws desperate to bring the "law" into their own hands
Officer Raphael Ramos, an officer in NYC who had only been on the force for two years was assassinated 5 days before Christmas.
He had two sons, one younger than myself.
I imagined christmas morning,
Did his son wake up and rush down the stairs to see a tree with many gifts underneith without a father to his side?
Who will teach him how to shave?
Who will be there for him after his first broken heart?
Or the first time he gets in trouble?
How miserable of a holiday season this must have been for him.
I imagined my mother
A woman who has spent countless anniversaries, Christmases, and birthdays in the jail.
How many times she missed a concert recital, a football game, just to keep us safe.
I imagined her slaughtered.
I imagined a bullet-wound in her skull and
I wondered what she'd be remembered for...
As a girl scout leader of ten years
As a loving mother
As a wonderful wife
Or a "murderous" police officer.
And cried when I knew it would be the latter.
Some might not agree with the actions taken by a select few police officers.
But justice is not a perfect system.
Rapheal Ramos was murdered for someone else’s crimes.
I'm sure Raphael Ramos’s children can't breathe.
I know I sure can’t.
****** does not justify ******.
Especially the ****** of those who have sacrificed all to keep you safe.
That. In itself. Is THE injustice.
My mother has worked in the jail for twenty years: been spit on, swung at, cursed at, abused physically and mentally by inmates and she still works 12 hour shifts at our jail without resistance.
My mother taught me to address a police officer by sir or ma'am.
My mother taught me that respecting your authority is a responsibility.
That any crime is a crime nonetheless
And to never, ever pull a gun on a police officer.
I thought that these things were common sense.
If we really need someone to blame for the supposed injustices carried out by police officers Blame the parents who forgot to teach their children how to act.
As of today multiple police officers have been slaughtered by outlaws desperate to bring the "law" into their own hands
Officer Raphael Ramos, an officer in NYC who had only been on the force for two years was assassinated 5 days before Christmas.
He had two sons, one younger than myself.
I imagined christmas morning,
Did his son wake up and rush down the stairs to see a tree with many gifts underneith without a father to his side?
Who will teach him how to shave?
Who will be there for him after his first broken heart?
Or the first time he gets in trouble?
How miserable of a holiday season this must have been for him.
I imagined my mother
A woman who has spent countless anniversaries, Christmases, and birthdays in the jail.
How many times she missed a concert recital, a football game, just to keep us safe.
I imagined her slaughtered.
I imagined a bullet-wound in her skull and
I wondered what she'd be remembered for...
As a girl scout leader of ten years
As a loving mother
As a wonderful wife
Or a "murderous" police officer.
And cried when I knew it would be the latter.
Some might not agree with the actions taken by a select few police officers.
But justice is not a perfect system.
Rapheal Ramos was murdered for someone else’s crimes.
I'm sure Raphael Ramos’s children can't breathe.
I know I sure can’t.
****** does not justify ******.
Especially the ****** of those who have sacrificed all to keep you safe.
That. In itself. Is THE injustice.
