I think most White Canadians would like the world to believe that racism and racial profiling is unique only to the United States, well I’m here to tell you it isn’t. I remember the first and only time I was called a “nigger” to my face. I was about fourteen or fifteen years old. I was walking in the mall with my two friends and a bald headed, white, trailor park, welfare check spending, inbred, and possible clan member male walked by me and coughed up the word “nigger”. I never looked back, I never let it bother. In fact, I believe it bothered my two non-Black friends more than it did me. I knew I wasn’t that word.
Reason for post, here we go. So my brother got a car from our parents when he got his license, just like I did at sixteen. He’s been driving for awhile and lately it seems like he can’t leave the house without returning with a ticket. During the summer he went out with some friends. He drove his car and another friend, a White kid drove another car. They parked in an Impark lot which allowed them two hours free parking at night. As they exited the lot, they happened to spot the parking meter guy watching them as they made their way to the club. They came back out about an hour later and my brother had a ticket on his car. Supposedly he went over two hours. Funny thing is, the car with the White kids, who arrived the exact same time, did not have a ticket. You can come up with your own conclusions.
Big sis Nik, yep that’s me! I don’t stand for that kind of shit. So I called them and let them know who was in what car and who got a ticket and who did not. You better believe that woman that answered the phone didn’t want to have that talk, she quickly rid us of the ticket and apologized.
So the kid went out with two of his friends this past weekend and on his way home, his windows started frosting up because our parents moved us to Antarctica so he decided to pull over and try to scrape the frost off. He put his hazards on and pulled over to the side of the road. A car pulled up behind him, an unmarked car, then lights started flashing. So cop approaches and asked him why he pulled over. He let the officer know that his car was frosting up and he pulled over to scrape it off. Cop asks for license, comes back about five minutes later and hands him a ticket. The offense? Driving with an obscured view. Really motha##### because he didn’t just tell you that? He was already pulled over, he was responsible enough to pull over and acknowledged that his shit was frosted up, so why the ticket? You can come to your own conclusions.
I myself got ticketed for having tinted windows. Really, come up with a better excuse than that coppy! I was driving downtown, it was raining, had my hood on my head, going the speed limit, minding my business. There’s this car next to me, dudes looking over, I can see out the corner of my eye. I ignore him and keep going. He stares at me again. I switch lanes, he switches and drives behind me. Lights flashing behind me, I pulled over. I put my windows down.
Nik: *Takes off hood, shakes hair out, my mother’s listening through my bluetooth! She’s telling me to be nice.* “What is it?”
Cop: *Surprised, not a suspicious Black male* “Oh, um, ahh, license and registration please?”
Nik: *Speaking sarcastically and slowly* “Okay, I’m going to reach over very slowly and retrieve it!” *In Patois, so cop won’t understand.* “Suh try yuh bess nuh shoot mi!” *Mom in earpiece, “Stop it!”*
Cop: “Go ahead ma’am.”
I hand the bastard my info, he comes back with $130 ticket.
Cop: “Do you know why I pulled you over?”
Nik: “No!” *Patois “Mi mussi fava Ms. Cleo!*
Anyway he gave me a ticket for driving a new car while Black tinted windows.
Yes profiling happens in Canada, I am fighting this one and teaching my baby brother how to stand up for himself. Hating ass cops! I will never ever let anyone discriminate or treat me less than a human being because of the beautiful color of my fabulous skin. Kick rocks and get bent! Or in the words of Sarah Silverman, when asked if she knew why she was pulled over, “Cuz you got all C’s in high school?”