captured on phone video in the past. The very same thing happened to me and several of my friends in high school. We were walking along chatting and stopped to give a panhandler some change. (I always have done that, always will). Moments later a cop car screeches over and out jump two beefy white cops who proceed to pat us down and pepper us with questions: Where are the drugs you just bought from that guy? Where do you live? Let's see some ID! Why aren't you in school? (It was late afternoon) Shit like that.

They left us, but I remember being a bit shaken up. My friend Blue said "Chill bro, you kinda gotta expect it, so, you know, you can keep your cool, not get f*d up by them."

This was 1968.