The Royster Chronicle

A different perspective   For all the brave individuals who have chosen to wear a police uniform, I commend you for selecting an exciting career. To say that your lives will not change dramatically would be disingenuous. Your decision to pursue a career in law enforcement speaks volumes. Some believe that police work is a calling based on their childhood experiences. Although backgrounds vary, law enforcement officers universally desire to help others. At the same time, many were drawn to law enforcement for ulterior motives.   As expected, the law enforcement profession grants its members a significant level of societal authority. This power can be overwhelming and even intoxicating. However, it is not surprising that some individuals who were bullied in their youth intentionally chose this profession to seek revenge. Others have family members who wear the uniform and wish to follow in their footsteps. Some were inspired by watching police shows on television. Lastly, many e...

My name was George Floyd   I never thought this kind of tragic death would happen again. EVER! The day you arrested me for supposedly committing a crime, I figured I’d have my day in court, but I’d still be able to breathe.   Nevertheless, you threw me to the ground while I was wearing your handcuffs. You claimed I struggled to escape, but I wasn’t going anywhere. You then pressed your knee onto my neck, and I screamed, “I can’t breathe!”   As three minutes passed, I constantly screamed, “I can’t breathe,” and you stoically looked up at the conscientious person filming you murdering me, but you never relented. I can’t breathe!   I called for my “Momma,” who passed away years ago, hoping her spirit would help lift your knee. I screamed for water. I yelled, “They’re going to kill me,” and you still didn’t lift your knee. I can’t breathe!   After four minutes, I thought your partner, a person of color and a pseudo-minority, would rescue me from your brutality. I be...