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My car battery died, so I took it on the bus to get to Walmart and exchange it. I got on the bus with the battery; three stops later, the bus driver told me they didn’t notice that battery. I got off the bus and stashed the battery behind a tree. I got back on the bus.
I got off at the central bus station. I asked some lady if she ever heard about not being able to take a battery on a bus. She said batteries are dangerous, she has seen them explode and hurt people. I said I didn’t know that. I sit down and talk with the other people waiting. I assume she called the cops. An hour later, the police showed up. I was leaning against the bus stop, my hands in my pockets. The police got out of their car.
Officer Jack Bower: “You come here.”
Me: “Who, me?”
Officer Jack Bower: “Get your hands out of your pockets and come over here.”
I started walking over, my hands out of my pockets and away from my body.
Me: “What’s going on?”
Officer Jack Bower: “You are accused of being a terrorist.”
Me: “What the fuck, are you serious?”
Officer Jack Bower: “Sit on the curb.”
Officer J.B. pulled his gun and pointed it at my face: “Haven’t you been watching the news lately? Do you have any idea about what’s going on?”
The rest was pretty standard – him humiliating me in front of everyone and pulling his night stick when I took my hands off my knees.
This happened another time to a black guy I spoke to, only he was accused of having a knife and threatening to stab people, but the bystanders backed him up. One of them was a security guard; I’m a security guard at the same company.
The officer said the bus driver was a female, the bus I was on had a male driver, though.
Once my back was towards the bus stop, the officer was holding his gun with one hand. If he would have decided to do the diallo thing, then the people standing behind me at the bus stop could have been hurt or killed.
Not Diallo This Time