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Read the scenario, and answer the questions below as if you are management in the police department.

a. How should the agencys management communicate to the individual citizen who has been wronged?

b. How should the agency communicate with the entire community after incidents like these?

c. How should the chief of police communicate to his or her officers up and down the chain of command to get everyone to understand the seriousness of the stereotyping such as that exemplified in the excerpts above?

On Friday evening, just before Memorial Day weekend, my car...died. Despite all my CPR skills, it refused to be resuscitated. Five years ago, I had bought two bicycles from Toys R Us. They were sold disassembled in boxes and I assembled them into good-looking cheap bicycles, worth about $80.00 each. On this memorable Friday, with a dead car, it seemed the perfect opportunity to ride one of my bicycles from my home to my office on Broadway. It was around 9:25 P.M.

A Sonoma (California) police car approached me slowly from behind and forced me to stop. Your bicycle has no lights. Yes. Do you have a bicycle license? NO! What kind of license is that? And is it really necessary? Yes, and I'm going to write you a fix-it ticket. Thank you officer. I was starting to doubt my knowledge of the way this country works...And then the bombshell. Before you leave, I need to check if this bicycle is stolen. I suddenly remembered that every time the Sonoma police stopped me (it happens very regularly and usually for no reason that I can think of) the last question is generally whether I have been stealing from the businesses on Broadway. Should I really believe that this police behavior has a logical pattern and do I fit some kind of profile?

The operator of the police computer came on-line. The bicycle was stolen from Santa Clara County. Both the description (black and gray), the brand name (Night Moves) and the serial number X3647600 fit. I turned dark blue, then yellow, and I suddenly started glowing in the dark: I became allergic to my clothes, my body started emitting heat waves, and I felt I was going to throw up.

But officer, I bought this bike as a kit in a box, from Toys R Us in Santa Rosa. How can it be stolen? Did Toys R Us steal the bike and then sell it to me five years ago?

Another police car slowly approached, and a police officer stepped out. I recognized him. He stopped me two years ago on Broadway, for no reason, looked in my car and asked me if I had been stealing.

The new police car stood there. I don't think he remembers the indignities he had inflicted on me. The voice of the police computer operator: Confiscate the bike, it is stolen. I managed to belt out my famous signature laugh: monstrously big, and for the circumstances, perfectly disharmonious.

Here is the bike, it is all yours. My wife was away for the weekend, her car was at the SF airport and I had a deadline to finish a software program by Tuesday afternoon. I had three days to prove that I was not a thief. Your bike is confiscated until you can prove you did not steal it.

...Sunday afternoon: Hello, Toys R Us? You stole a bike and then you sold it to me. I am about to go to jail, can you help me? I'll transfer you to the manager...

After two days of searching my records, I found the sales record, but they didn't contain the serial number of the bike. They showed that I bought merchandise worth $162.00 from Toys R Us on a particular date. I still couldn't shake this criminal personality the police have caged me into.

Tuesday morning, I was still a suspected thief. The bike was still warehoused at the Sonoma Police Department as stolen merchandise. My wife was back. I had to confess to her that I was a sleepwalking thief. She lent me her car. I drove to the Sonoma police department. I had sales records, telephone numbers, character references, my birth certificate, my teddy bear (just in case I needed comfort), and my best jeans.

How did this happen? My name is Antoine. I received the best education money can buy in Europe. I am a software engineer by profession. I own a software company in Sunnyvale. For the last five years, I've enjoyed a peaceful and happy life in Sonoma.....I love Sonoma, the food, the wine, the people. BUT, HOW DID I BECOME A BICYCLE THIEF?

The police computer recorded the number of a stolen bicycle instead of the serial number. The police officer who stopped me decided that the model number of the bike was the serial number. As of today, if you have a Night Moves bike by Murray, you can be arrested for stealing it from Santa Clara County. The police officer spent two more hours trying to find out if the manufacturer shipped these bicycles to Toys R Us in Santa Rosa. I am not a thief anymorefor the time beingit says so on a piece of paper the police gave me. I do not have a criminal record, but I have a case number.

Some of my friends say that any Black person is automatically considered a thief, a violent person, possibly a drug addict, or a drug dealer. They ought to know; they are all white. I do not believe any of this: however, I do not understand why all of these things are happening to me on a regular basis.