Maybe they won’t beat us in prison if they think we’re white, not Latino
I was going to update this post about the Houston police who used horses to break up a peaceful union demonstration. But the way the police treated the union members once in custody is so awful, it deserves its own post. According to Texas organizer, Anna Denise Solis (italics mine):
We sat down in the intersection and the horses came immediately. It was really violent. They arrested us, and when we got to jail, we were pretty beat up. Not all of us got the medical attention we needed. The worst was a protester named Julia, who is severely diabetic. We kept telling the guards about her condition but they only gave her a piece of candy. During roll call, she started to complain about light-headedness. Finally she just collapsed unconscious on the floor. It was like she just dropped dead. The guard saw it but just kept going through the roll. Susan ran over there and took her pulse while the other inmates were yelling for help, saying we need to call somebody. The medical team strolled over, taking their own sweet time. She was unconscious for like 4 or 5 minutes.
They really tried to break us down. The first night they put the temperature so high that a woman–one of the other inmates–had a seizure. The second night they made it freezing and took away many of our blankets. We didn’t have access to the cots so we had to sleep on a concrete floor. When we would finally fall asleep the guards would come and yell ‘Are you Anna Denise Solís? Are you so and so?’ One of the protesters had a fractured wrist from the horses. She had a cast on and when she would fall asleep the guard would kick the cast to wake her up. She was in a lot of pain.
The guards would tell us: ‘This is what you get for protesting.’ One of them said, ‘Who gives a shit about janitors making 5 dollars an hour? Lots of people make that much.’ The other inmates–there were a lot of prostitutes in there–said that they had never seen the jail this bad. The guards told them: ‘We’re trying to teach the protesters a lesson.’ Nobody was getting out of jail because the processing was so slow. They would tell the prostitutes that everything is the protesters’ fault. They were trying to turn everybody against each other.
I felt like I was in some Third World jail, not in America. One of the guards called us ‘whores’ and if we talked back, we didn’t get any lunch. We didn’t even have the basic necessities. It felt like a police state, like marshal law, nobody had rights. Some of us had been arrested in other cities, and it was never this bad before.
They tried to break us down, to dehumanize us. But we were stronger….We showed them that we weren’t afraid. We did it all together. Now we’re ready to fight on for basic American rights like the freedom of speech and the right to protest.
Three Four points need to be made here:
1) changing the room temperature and hitting injured prisoners: isn’t that what we do to terrorists in Gitmo? These are janitors, not Al-Queda.
2) To the cop who said, “Who gives a shit about janitors making 5 dollars an hour? Lots of people make that much”, here’s a reminder of how America is supposed to work. If you have certain economic opinions, you can: write letters, start a blog, lobby, run for office, and peacefully protest. You do not get to brutalize prisoners. That’s not how America is supposed to work. Little despots with tin badges.
3) Why do the police hate the strikers so much? The police have their own union that negotiates contracts. The evil part of me wants them to experience the same damn thing when they have to renegotiate their contact.
4) To let a diabetic collapse sounds like what is commonly called an “insulin reaction”–too much insulin and not enough glucose. As someone who has personally witnessed insulin reactions several times, to let it progress to the point physical collapse means that oxygen starvation of the brain is not far behind (usually incoherence and combativeness are the first symptoms).