Jordan Miles, an eighteen year old violinist of a jazz band and the orchestra at the Creative and Performing Arts High School in Pittsburgh, was walking to his grandmother’s house when three policemen decided to harass him. When he decided to run back to his mother’s house before they got to him, he slipped on the ice and found himself surrounded by them.

That’s when they started beating me, punching, kicking me, choking me.

They thought he may have been carrying a gun. His face was swollen and a dreadlock of his was ripped out of his head (that sounds rather painful). What they found after the beat him? A soda bottle, ya’ll.

I feel that my son was racially profiled. It’s a rough neighborhood; it was after dark. They assumed he was up to no good because he’s black. My son, he knows nothing about the streets at all. He’s had a very sheltered life, he’s very quiet, he doesn’t know police officers sit in cars and stalk people like that.

The police officers were reassigned (slap on the wrist like always). If these cops keep getting away with racial profiling, they’re going to continue to do it. What makes me angry about this was that this young man wasn’t even a trouble maker. Even when you have young black men trying to do right in a society that sees them as monsters half the time, they’re punished for no reason.

Here’s the source.