sacramental effort

As a young, white male clergy voice, I think one of the most important things I can continue to say about recent events in our nation publicly is this: You can love police. You can support #blacklivesmatter . You can do both of these things at the same time. Loving police does not mean you don't want to examine and change the system in which they are functioning. A few things that might be worth taking a look at from a Dallas, TX perspective as an exampe: Local ordinances: in Dallas, police are allowed 72 hours before an officer is required to report/give testimony about an officer involved shooting which provides ample time for bad actors to manipulate corroboration and is unjust as no other citizen has this privilege. Drug testing: in Dallas, the DPD Internal Affairs does not drug test police after a shooting incident, or at least they are not required to; if drug tests happen after work place incidents, why don't they happen if a police officer ends up shooting som

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