A Viral Valentine
It is a very short walk from my house to the Los Angeles Police Department’s Harbor Division. I see the officers who work there almost every day. My conversations with these officers are friendly. This is why my heart is shattered, and I am deeply disillusioned, by a recent incident. I have been excavating and exposing the Wounds of American slavery for more than two decades. My own compulsory journey has trained me to identify these wounds on sight. I know what I am looking