At various points in the past, the public perception of police ranged from heroes to a few bad apples. Television created mythical cops who were not only endearing public servants who protected us from mustachioed villains, but had magical powers to know the good guys from th bad. No TV show, even on cable, showed the street cop tossing some random black kid against a wall for his daily stop and frisk, or reply to a question in the usual cop lingo of “shut the fuck up, asshole.”
There was a lot of bad that somehow never managed to make it into the public’s eye. Well, some of the public, anyway. What they didn’t do on Park Avenue was done daily on 168th Street. And no, it wasn’t because they deserved it, but just because that’s the way it happened. Continue reading
