" I caught the kid in the street selling dope, he had a gun on his waist band so I was already alert. I wasn't dressed in my police uniform..I was dressed as a crack head so I could bust this kid. I know, brave of me entering this situation by myself, a hostile black man with a gun, what was I thinking? Well I will tell you what I was thinking, I was thinking the streets of Chicago is mine.. I have to keep it safe no matter what!"
" Ok Mr. Richards get on with what happened that night."
" Yes your honor. As I was saying I needed to keep everyone safe..taking one down may make a change. I walked towards him and asked if he sold cocain, he said yes. I told him I wanted 2 pounds for $200. He looked at me like I was crazy, he said no that's too cheap...how about $400? I didn't have that money on me so I said in a loud voice if you don't give it to me I will call the cops. He then took his gun out and pointed it at me...I said you wouldn't, he cocked the gun. I quickly too my gun out and my badge and said FBI drop the weapon. He wouldn't listen...he started to run..I called back up, my partner officer warden. I chased him then he turned and shot but missed. I was in danger so I shot him missing his arm and hitting his chest instead. My partner was standing there the whole time. I told him what happened and he called an ambulance. That very night Dave Jefferson was pronounced dead and I feel horrible. I did what I had to do."
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De TodoA young black man shot..bang!! Another black man shot...bang bang! A little black boy shot..bang bang bang. A young black girl shot..bang bang bang bang. Cause: White policemen. They were all found not guilty. What's the justice in that? None at all...
