Meines Wissens gab es schon eine Studie in einem Bundesland, leider auf der Schnelle nicht auffindbar. Werde heute abend nochmal schauen
Ergebnis war statt Rassismus Überarbeitung etc. aber diese ist wie gesagt nicht leicht zu finden. Müsste ich heute abend nochmal schauen
Im Prinzip sehe die Schwierigkeit zu differenzieren was das Opfer als Rassismus empfinde und wie der Sachverhalt darstellt. Man müsste den Polizist ständig fragen ob er anders gehandelt hätte wenn es sich um andere Ethnien gehandelt hätte. Ich bezweifle dass ein Polizist das zugäbe, weil er dann rechtlich schon in Schwierigkeiten wäre.
Das Ergebnis der Studien könnte also quasi schon vorhersagen:
Die "Opfer" sagen es gibt Rassismus
Die " Täter" sagen es läge an anderen Faktoren
Meine Ansicht nach liegt die Wahrheit wie meistens in der Mitte.
Ja es gibt sicherlich Rassisten in der Polizei und diese sollte man entfernen. da wird auch keiner etwas dagegen haben. Aber wo ich wirklich ein Problem habe sind haltlose Anschuldigungen, die u. U. nicht nur den Job kosten sondern auch den Pensionanspruch.
Wenn ich eine Anschuldiungen machen dann sollte diese auch begründbar sein.
Das ist alles einfach deshalb Quatsch weil die reale Situation die ist, dass Rassisten bei der Polizei einfach keine unabhängige Untersuchung fürchten müssen.
Deine aussage ist allerdings wieder mal rechts offen und betreibt Täter Opfer Umkehr.
Man kennt das schon:
"Wenn die Frauen so kurze Röcke tragen"
"Wenn die Schwarzen immer Drogen verkaufen"
"Wenn die Zigeuner immer klauen"
"Wenn die Türken immer gleich Rassist schreien"
"Der hat die Schläge verdient wenn der so frech ist"
Dann sind die alle selber schuld. Das ist Nazi sprech.
Es müssen Tausende Vorfälle passieren bis in der Statistik rechtsextreme Polizisten einen jüdischen Philosophieprofessor verprügeln aber ein einziger solcher Fall sollte eigentlich mehr als genug Anlass sein um die Strukturen (Von Gewalt und Anzeige wegen Widerstand) bei der Polizei zu hinterfragen .
The Events at the Bonner Hofgarten this July 11th: ...
The police moved slowly and the attacker was about to get out of my eyesight. He was about 400 meters ahead of me, and after some hesitation I started running after him, so that I could still point the police in his direction (the area was populated, and the attacker took off his shirt, so it was clear he was about to disappear from eyesight). After three hundred meters I saw a pair of policemen running from the opposite direction, passing the attacker, and running… toward me. I didn’t have much time to wonder, as almost immediately four or five policemen with heavy guard jumped over me (two from the front, and two or three from the back). They pushed my head into the ground, and then while I was totally incapacitated and barely able to breath (not to mention move a finger), they started punching my face. After a few dozen punches, I started shouting in English that I was the wrong person. They put handcuffs on my hands, behind my back, and after a few dozen additional punches to my face while I am shouting that I’m the wrong person, they finally moved from my back. I was now able to breath. I asked them to open my bag and reach for my identifying documents. My glasses were broken. My watch torn, and then after another 5 or 10 minutes they realized they made an error. One of the policemen came, took off my handcuffs, and told me that they captured person who attacked us. Then the same policemen shouted at me in a didactic tone (in English): “Don’t get in trouble with the German Police!.” This was more than enough. I told the policeman sardonically, “I am no longer afraid of the German police. The German police murdered my grandfather. They murdered my grandmother. They murdered my uncle, and they murdered my aunt. All in one day in September 1942. So, alas, I am not afraid of them anymore.” The policeman was baffled. I asked him for his name, and he refused to answer. I asked again, and again got no answer. Later, I was able to write down the identifying number on his police vest which I still have with me.
The policemen asked me and Dr. Steiner to accompany them to the police station in order to give testimony. As we entered the station I saw that my face was bleeding. I told Dr. Steiner that I probably look quite funny. In the police station, the policemen asked both me and Dr. Steiner to give a testimony. I asked to file a complaint against the policemen who have beaten me, and then, for the next hour and a half, the policemen were trying to convince me not to file the complaint. They apologized and said this was a mistake, and I answered that this may indeed have been a mistake, but even if it were so, dozens of punches to my face – while I was incapacitated – were nothing short of pure brutality. Then, one of the policemen tried convincing me that I “touched his hand” and that they jumped on me only in a reaction to that. I told him this is a flat lie. He told me that it was perhaps an instinct of mine of which I was not aware, and I answered that this too is a cheap and flat lie, as the four or five policemen who jumped on me were 2 meters away from me before they jumped on me, and there was no bodily contact between me and any of the policemen before they attacked me. This surreal conversation in which they continued to try to convince me that by virtue of some reflex or instinct I touched the hand of one of the policemen and that this was the justification for the beating, ran for quite a long time. Then, they began insinuating that if I press charges against them, they will accuse me of resisting arrest. I told them that I am asking to file a complaint. As my face was bleeding throughout the conversation, no one offered me first aid or anything of the kind (they told me that I can go to the hospital). Eventually, an order came from the higher authorities that since the case is considered a hate-crime, I should provide testimony before the unit of “political crimes”. We went then to the other police station. There the interrogator was much more courteous. As he approached me, he asked: “this is what this bandit did to you?” and I answered: “No sir. I have to tell you the truth. This is what the German police did to me.” He covered his face with his hand and said: “Oh no.” He then went to speak with his supervisors, returned, took my testimony. He asked me if I wish to file a complaint against the police. I told him that I have nothing personal against any of the policemen, and that I have no plans for any future interaction with the Bonn police. Nevertheless, I thought it is in his interest as a German citizen to eradicate police brutality, especially when it is directed again foreigners and minorities. Though I could not read the text as my glasses were lost, the interrogator filled the complaint in my name, and I signed it. He then gave me a ride to the hotel. I quickly went up, washed the blood from my face and body, and then went to give my lecture (though 45 minutes late).
I could not sleep that night as my body was wounded and I could not find any position which was not painful. I was supposed to take the 8:15 am train to Frankfurt airport and then finally fly home. I woke up at 6:30 AM by a phone call from the Bonn police, telling me that the president of the police would like to meet me, and asking whether she could come to the hotel at 7:15. I agreed. The president came to apologize. I told her human errors can happen, but that the savage punching by the police was not an error, as I was completely incapacitated and barely able to breath at the time. She told me the policemen deserve a due process to which I immediately agreed. We departed as friends, or so it seemed to me at the time, for as I was flying home I started receiving messages from friends about the police report on the incident (issued on the morning of the 12th), and the first reports in the German media which appeared just as a “cut-and-paste” adaptations from the police report. Both the police reports and its metastatic news items explained that the president of the police apologized (which I interpreted as a clear and insincere political move), that I had resisted arrest, and that, consequently, the police “had” to punch me, as a courtesy of their style of education (see, for example, the report in Deutsche Welle). Well, you can now judge for yourselves. Try (if you can) resisting arrest either when you are not in any bodily contact with the police, or, alternatively, when 5 policemen are on your back and you are barely able to breath (we, philosophers, take ourselves as experts in thought-experiments. Yet, the Bonn police seems to be capable of even squaring the circle). At the end of the day, my friend, it is your society and your police. As I said, I have no plans for any further encounters with the Bonn police. Police brutality is one of the sickest aspects of current American society. It is racist and it is vile. You may think things are different in Germany. I very much doubt it. The only reason why the president of the Bonn police came to “apologize” to me is because I am a professor at Johns Hopkins University. If I were any of the underdogs of German society, no one would care about it (and obviously no one would believe the complainant).