Siamo arrivati al 25esimo episodio del podcast di Fuoriluogo: Leonardo Fiorentini questa settimana vi leggerà il suo articolo sulla profilazione etnica pubblicato per la rubrica di Fuoriluogo su il manifesto del 10 maggio 2023.
La profilazione razziale è un tema purtroppo ancora troppo poco dibattuto nel nostro paese. Proprio per questo ci torneremo sopra con un episodio speciale, così come in uno dei prossimi episodi parleremo di quel riconoscimento biometrico di massa da poco evocato dal Ministro Piantedosi e della campagna per impedirlo grazie alla discussione parlamentare sul regolamento dell’Unione Europea sull’intelligenza artificiale.
Intanto buon ascolto!
Collegamenti
* Gli estratti di Papa Khoume e la lettura della poesia “Hackney Ain't Innocent” sono tratte dalla Conferenza Internazionale, Ferrara 28 aprile 2023 (Video)
* Profilazione etnica, una questione democratica di Leonardo Fiorentini
Poesia
Hackney Ain't InnocentBy Yolanda Lear
Hackney ain't innocentThere's blood on our streets from the hands of the policeRemember the nameRashan CharlesHe was killed in 2017His family still weepsBut Coolie, "The officer was just doing his job"Nah man, the brudda couldn't breatheThis one's close to home, really broke Hackney,Still no justice, officer walked free,There's a murderer out on the streets, and he's still patrolling Hackney,How can we feel safe, who’s gonna protect us?My prayers go out to his family,We must never forget his nameSo, say his name, Rashan Charles.Say his name Rashan Charles, RIP.Maddest ting is, he ain't the firstIn 2002 we was saying R.I.P KwameAnother death in custodyAnd it's the same old story, he died of natural causes,But when he asked for your helpOfficers refused, they thought he was faking itThough he was constantly collapsing, moving round in agonyHe should have lived, he had a 90% chanceBut they show you neglect, when your skin colour is dark,Kwame R.I.P, my prayers are with your family1994 that's the year of my birthBut right before Christmas, the feds left Hackney hurt,That's another family crying, another brother dying,An unlawful killing as he struggled for his lifeSay his name OluwashijiSay his name OluwashijiIn 1998, there was still no justice for his familyMy prayers are with them, as the officers where let freeBut hold on wait, ain't the police meant to serve and protect,So what happened to VandanaIs that a case of neglect?In 1991 she seeked refuge in your stationEscaping from her boyfriend, who used her body as a target,She pleaded for your protection, she didn't want him in the meeting,But you let him in anywayAnd he stabbed her to death,She was only 21, she should’ve had a lot of life left,I'm sorry officer, what is your job againBecause it can't be to serve and protect,As we remember their namesLet's remember their families,Because nothing makes sense when tryna comprehend these tragedies,In 1983 Hackney said R.I.PTo a brother named Colin Roach,Died from a gunshot, in the entrance of the police stationCoroner's Jury deemed it a suicideTypical, I'm starting to think suicide means "We did it"Because the amount of suicides in their stationI swear it deserves an investigation,Colin Roach was 21His family deserves some justice man,Do you want me to believe a Black man could walk down the streets ofHackney, in 1983With a bag and a shotgun,And not get stopped by no one,Only to make it to the station, then turn around and commit suicide?You'll have an easier job convincing meThat I'm actually white, than me ever believing that lieAnd since that will never happen,I know for a fact that Colin Roach didn't commit suicideSee Hackney ain't innocentThere's blood on our streetsFrom the hands of the policeAnd there's some names I didn't even mentionLike Vincent GrahamTunay Hassan, and Michael FerreiraAll these names and no officers chargedStill no justice for their familiesMy prayers are largeCoz it do'nt take a bullet to break someone's heartR.I.P to da fallen, Hackney ain't innocentThere's blood on our streets from the hands of the police.
Fonte: Account Hackney Report
