| Time | Text |
|---|---|
| So I got assigned this white officer. | |
| He was 6'4", tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, that stereotypical picture of what you would think a racist cop with a big handlebar mustache. | |
| So we ended up getting in the car with him, and we're driving to Oakwood, where he worked, and I couldn't believe I was hearing it. | |
| What's up, Snow? | |
| How you doing, Snow? | |
| God bless you, man. | |
| Thank you, man. | |
| Thanks for what you did for me, man. | |
| I appreciate you. | |
| Thanks for saving my cousin. | |
| And I'm sitting here like... | |
| In shock, right? | |
| This white guy is getting more love than I've ever seen a black person get, right? | |
| So one day I asked him, I said, sir, why do these people love you so much? | |
| I'm thinking in my head, in my woke mind, are you so corrupt and so dangerous that these people are afraid of you that they say hello to you? | |
| So he pulls the car over and says, Dion, this is Oakwood. | |
| It's the most dangerous part of the area we serve. | |
| The people who live here understand there's a high level of crime and they know why we're here. | |
| Here's the thing they want from you and me. | |
| Whether we're arresting them, saving them, counseling them, they just want us to treat them like human beings with dignity and respect. | |
| And as long as you work with me, young man, you will treat everyone we contact with dignity and respect. |