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Philando Castile’s Murder Proves There’s Nothing Blacks Can Do

Of all the black men who have been killed by American police, Philando Castile's death affected me the most.

By Elie Mystal

Of all the black men who have been killed by American police, Philando Castile’s death affected me the most.

Understand, I’m an extremely well-educated black man. I’m affable and cautious (personally, if not professionally). I’m a family man. I’m well-spoken. I’m “clean.” I am, at least externally, exactly the kind of black man the white man has told me to be.

And yet I am not safe from the white man’s police. I know that any police officer can murder me in the street, for any reason or for no reason at all. I know this, intellectually. I know that I am a potential victim of state-sponsored terrorism every time I step outside my house. AND I know that the terrorists can barge into my house, without a warrant, and shoot me and my family up with impunity, should they so choose.

But, I also know that the chances of me dying in a terrorist strike launched by American police are less than the chances of me getting hit by a bus. Or catching a stroke. Everybody’s gonna die sometime, and I can’t actually emotionally function while thinking about everything that might ? me all the time.

I bridge the gap between what I know, what I feel, and what is likely by: trying to do the right thing. It’s futile. It’s the guy who thinks 30 minutes on the elliptical trainer is going to overcome his entire family’s genetic history of heart failure. It’s what I can do. Waiting for the walk sign doesn’t mean you won’t get run over by a car while you are in the crosswalk, but waiting for the walk sign is still the best idea.

I know all of the rules of engagement with the police. I know to follow their instructions, even if their instructions are unreasonable or unlawful. I know to be polite even in the face of racial animus or cruelty. I know to submit. I know to let them emasculate me, if I want to survive.

The psychic walls are fragile. I might come online and rage about the unnecessary murder of Eric Garner, but I’ll never go to Staten Island, much less try to make a buck while I’m there. I’m old enough to remember Sean Bell, but I’m wise enough to never reach in my pockets when I am in shooting range of the NYPD. I can see the Walter Scott trial as one of the greatest miscarriages of justice in American history, but I know that instead of running from Michael Slager I’d need to step-and-fetch like a f**king minstrel if I wanted to stay alive.

Essentially, I do, I have to do, what I hate that the media and white people often do to black people who are killed by the cops: I, in the privacy of my own head, blame the victim. To use a legal term, I distinguish myself from the victims. I tell myself that I am not like these victims, I would not do what these victims did, and thus, somehow, I will be safe. The people who hunt me will find other targets. I will teach my kids these same strategies, and they will be safe. We will survive the terrorists.

Philando Castile broke the fragile, hypocritical narrative I tell myself to function in this world. Philando Castile also knew all the rules. The media has made a big deal of how many times he was stopped; I noted that you cannot survive so many encounters with police harassment without knowing exactly what to do when they come from you. Castile, by all accounts, was also a nice, affable man. He was also a family man. THERE WAS A BABY IN THE BACKSEAT OF HIS CAR, much like my kids are often in the back of my car when I need to drive around a white neighborhood.

None of it mattered. They shot him anyway. On tape.

Seeing it didn’t matter either: white people STILL let his murderer go free.

There is NOTHING a black man can do to survive an encounter with American police. Once the police stop you, your black life is theirs. They can take it from you, or give it back to you, but you are a FOOL if you think you have any say in the matter. It might be comforting, for white people especially, to think that the terrorists who work on their behalf have some kind of “code” or “protocol” under which it is possible for a well-behaving black man to survive. But that is a fiction. There is nothing the victim can do to save himself. Maybe you get lucky and you get one of the non-murderous cops. Maybe you don’t. But as the victim, you don’t get a choice of your persecutor.

The weekend after Castile was gunned down, last summer, I had a need to attend a party in Greenwich, Connecticut. I loaded my whole family in my car. I was terrified. I drove like I was looking out of an ambush, like IEDs dotted I-95.

Near my destination, I missed a stop sign. I never miss stop signs; with my kids in the car, I always come to a complete stop. But I was so on the lookout for my predators that I missed this basic rule of the road.

After I realized my mistake, I cursed myself, knowing that for all my cautiousness, it would be the missed stop sign that triggered the stop that could potentially result in my death. I live in a world where missing a freaking stop sign could be a death sentence.

Then I remembered that I also live in a world where missing a stop sign could be a death sentence because I could be HIT BY ANOTHER CAR. Ain’t that a ? ? I was so worried about “the cops” that I risked my small children getting t-? because Daddy was distracted.

Car accidents happen every day, but you are unlikely to be in one. Cops can ? any black man they want, but you are unlikely to be the one they ? . I can’t argue, I can’t defend myself, I can’t hope for the justice system to protect me. All I can do is throw myself upon the mercy of large numbers and hope that I make it home safely.

I realized then, and it was confirmed when the cop who murdered Castile walked free, that I was thinking about my powerlessness all wrong. I considered myself the driver, trying to follow the rules of the road to avoid car accidents.

That was an error. That was giving the white-dominated justice system too much credit. In this country, I am a ? , trying to scurry across the road.

Black people in America are treated no better than roadkill. The rules are not there to protect us. Nobody is held accountable for our deaths. And if a white person drives by the rotting carcass of our hopes and dreams, the best we can hope for is for them to say, “Aww, so sad.” They’ll take no action to make the roads safer; most of them won’t even slow down enough to avoid running over our dead bodies.

Justice? Black people can’t even expect dignity from the American cop, or mercy from the white people that cop works for.

And there is nothing black people can do to stop them from killing us. There was nothing Philando Castile could do. There’s nothing that I can do. There’s nothing that the racoon can do if it dares to cross the white man’s roads.

It’s always “open season” on us.

Yanez Attorney: Castile 'Would Be Alive Today' If He'd Followed Police Orders

Yanez was found not guilty of manslaughter and other charges last Friday.

The video shows Yanez firing seven shots in quick succession just seconds after Castile told him he had a gun.

"[Yanez] says, 'Don't reach for it then,' and [Castile] reached for it," Gray said while rewatching the video. "As soon as he reaches for that gun or is beginning to pull it out of his pocket, you don't wait for him to shoot at you first. At that point in time Ofc. Yanez felt that his life was in danger. As you can see he was breathing hard, he's traumatized when he saw the gun, and Mr. Castile was not following orders. He did reach for it. He did pull it out of the pocket. He pulled it part way out and was shot."

Gray called the incident a tragedy for both the Yanez and Castile families and added that people who are outraged by the video have a right to their opinion.

"Fortunately you have a right to a jury trial in this country, and the jury trial spoke, the jurors spoke, and they found Ofc. Yanez not guilty," Gray explained. "That's what the people should look to because that's our criminal justice system."

Gray said he has talked to Yanez once since the conclusion of the trial. While he would not go into details about their conversation or Yanez's plans for the future, Gray said, "obviously this isn't an easy time, but he'll get through it."