By David French
Monday, July 27, 2015
One of the difficulties in reacting rationally to the
#BlackLivesMatter movement is the fierce conviction borne of personal
experience. The Internet is now full of young activists telling their stories
of #DrivingWhileBlack — stories that often feature some combination of a
belligerent police officer, a defiant citizen, and the deeply held belief that
white people like me enjoy a privileged interaction with police, one that
insulates us from the consequences of our own mistakes. These personal stories
function like a Rorschach test: The way in which they’re received is dictated
entirely by each reader’s ideological leanings.
Here’s my own story, which I’ve told before. My senior
year in college, I took a spring-break road trip from Nashville to the Colorado
Rockies with two of my best friends. On the way home, I was driving my 1986
Chevy Nova at 3:00 a.m. in downtown Kansas City when I changed lanes without
signaling. Immediately, I saw the blue lights behind me. I looked for a place
to pull over, but since I was on a bridge, there was no shoulder. So I exited
the interstate and pulled into the parking lot of an abandoned gas station.
Astute readers will immediately spot my mistake. And so
did the police officer. I rolled down the window to see the cop with his gun
out — pointed straight at my head — with his finger on the trigger. He screamed
at me to get out of the car with my hands up. I did everything he asked, too
dumbfounded to speak. He conducted a quick search of the car (which was jammed
with backpacks and camping gear) and found a large knife we’d used on the
trail. He threw it on the ground next to the car, then threw me up against his
squad car. He frisked me thoroughly (and painfully) and put me in the back of
the car, threatening to arrest me for carrying a concealed weapon. The entire
time he was yelling at me for almost hitting his car when I changed lanes, for
not pulling over correctly, and for leading him into a possible “ambush.” He
said he’d been shot at earlier in the week, and he was obviously furious.
After several agonizing minutes, featuring calls back to
the station and background checks (my record was clean, and the car full of
backpacks made it obvious I was telling him the truth about our camping trip),
he let me go with a traffic citation, and I breathed an immense sigh of relief.
How do we interpret this story? To some #BlackLivesMatter
activists, it’s evidence of the white privilege inherent in the system. If I’d
been black, I’d have been arrested, beaten to within an inch of my life, or
shot dead on the road the instant the cop found my knife. Dissenters would say
that cops always react strongly when a citizen introduces an unusual variable
into otherwise routine interactions, and they can tell their own stories of
fraught encounters with the police. I pulled off the interstate into a dark
parking lot. Others run away. Still others refuse to comply with police orders
or actively resist. Every unexpected variable increases tension and increases
the chance of violent confrontations and sometimes-fatal mistakes.
Thus, as persuasive tools, anecdotes are nearly useless.
Even when the stories demonstrate that individual police can be rude or even
needlessly violent, everyone already understands that police forces aren’t
perfect and that corruption or incompetence exists to some degree in every
human endeavor.
When do the anecdotes start to turn into meaningful data?
The Guardian is trying to answer that question. FBI data on police shootings
are notoriously unreliable, so the British newspaper decided to comb through
all available records to determine exactly how many people are killed by police
each year — sorted by variables including race, gender, age, and whether the
deceased were armed or unarmed. The results so far for 2015 show much higher
numbers of police killings than previous FBI reports. They also, at first
glance, seem to prove the #BlackLivesMatter thesis that police target black
men.
As of July 27, the Guardian claims, American police have
killed 657 people in 2015. The large majority, 492, were armed. Some 316
victims were white, 172 black, and 96 Hispanic. (The rest were of other or
unknown ethnicities.) Whites constitute a majority of the population, however,
and police kill black Americans at a greater rate than whites — with 4.12 black
victims per million versus 1.59 white victims per million.
So case closed, right? Not so fast. Comparing police
shootings by race with crime statistics by race tells an entirely different
story: It may in fact be the case that white Americans are ever-so-slightly
more likely than blacks to die in any given encounter with a police officer.
After all, blacks commit homicide at eight times the combined white/Hispanic
rate, and, despite their constituting roughly 13 percent of the population,
represent a majority of homicide and robbery arrests. Indeed, the
disproportionate share of arrests exists across all categories of violent crime
— at a rate that often exceeds the racial difference in police shootings. Thus,
blacks are seriously overrepresented in the most dangerous police encounters of
all — encounters with violent suspects.
These statistics can’t tell whether any individual cop is
corrupt or any individual shooting is lawful — indeed, police officers do
sometimes commit murder, and some police departments are better than others.
But they certainly undermine the notion that police encounters (especially with
violent criminals) are more dangerous for blacks than whites. In fact, the
advice on dealing with police that conscientious black parents give their black
sons is the same advice that white parents give — be courteous, do what the
police officer says, don’t run or do anything unexpected, deal with abusive
actions later rather than trying to seek justice on the scene. It’s just sheer
fiction that white men enjoy some sort of shield of immunity, engaging in
disrespect and defiance at will. After all, police kill white men almost twice
per day.
Among the sad byproducts of the #BlackLivesMatter
movement is the seemingly intentional effort to strike ever-greater fear in the
hearts of black parents. In the hierarchy of mortal threats facing young black
men, police violence ranks far, far below deadly violence perpetrated by other
young black men. Yet the movement is already making its presence felt in the Democratic
presidential primary, and looks set to dominate public discourse through the
2016 election. That’s a shame, because in the battle of ideas, intensity is no
substitute for accuracy, and the accurate news is actually good news: It is not
“open season” on black males in the U.S.
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