Washington D.C., April 11, 2007 -- On Friday March 30, 2007 at around 3:00pm, Mr. Kuldip Singh Nag, a Sikh American who was awarded the Bronze Star for his service in the U.S. Navy during the first Gulf War, was at his home in Joliet, IL when a local police officer noticed that a van parked on Mr. Nag’s private property had expired registration tags. Upon being confronted with this, Mr. Nag’s wife, Vera Kaur Nag, informed the officer that the van is parked on their driveway and was inoperable. Mr. Nag then came outside to answer the officer’s questions regarding the van. The Joliet police officer then demanded that Mr. Nag park the van inside his garage and not on the driveway, to which Mr. Nag responded to the officer that it was not possible and that regardless, the van is parked on his private property and he has a right to park it on his driveway. At this moment, the officer pulled out his pepper spray and attacked Mr. Nag. As Mr. Nag screamed in agony, the officer removed his baton and violently struck Mr. Nag numerous times until he fell to the ground. While the assault ensued, the officer was reported by both Mr. and Mrs. Nag as saying, “You f****** Arab! You f***** immigrant, go back to you f****** country before I kill you!” Mr. Nag's wife and six year-old child both witnessed the violent assault, which resulted in Mr. Nag immediately being admitted to the hospital where he stayed for five days due to complaints of intense pain and head trauma. Mr. Nag also received numerous bruises and a serious head injury which have caused him to go blind for several minutes at a time [From http://www.saldef.org/content.aspx?a=1682] shit like this just makes me really angry. I feel bad for the 6 year old kid who witnessed this... the child is probably gonna be pretty traumatized after seeing his father beat down by a policeman for no reason. It would appear terrorism isnt exclusive to the middle east... in this situation the American policeman was the terrorist. such hypocrisy.
Shouldn't this be in the "Rant" section then?... Oh wellz.. Yes... life is a b*tch... But life still goes on...
see, ive heard of so many misconducting cop cases... and they just get some light punishment... it just pains me to see the justice system to be biased toward cops... and this guy was a war veteran... he should be praised for his actions during the gulf... that cop ought to be put to jail for triple the time of a civilian due to abuse of power... but we all know that aint gonna happen..
^ same thing here kdot... you heard of that fat cop who was arrested and charged with simple aggravated assault for beating the shit out of someone innocent here in t.o?
JEFF'S STORY HOW JEFFREY WAS SHOT 3 TIMES: EXCLUSIVE EYEWITNESS ACCOUNT Marlou S. Tiro, The Philippine Reporter Fil-Canadians rally behind slain teen TORONTO, Canada--It looked like a school excursion when hundreds of teenagers from the Greater Toronto Area paid their final respects on May 29 to a fallen friend -- Jeffrey Reodica, high school graduating class of 2005. Jeffrey was shot three times by an undercover police agent who reportedly responded to a 911 call about a group of about 50 kids supposedly in "attack mode." One of the bullets entered the teenager through the back, fatally fragmenting on its way up to his brainstem. Stories about what led to the senseless killing were conflicting. The police released their version to the mainstream media but community and neighborhood papers that did their own interviews of witnesses carried stories saying that Jeffrey was not armed and that there were less than 50 kids involved in the brawl that was started by a bullying incident in a basketball court two nights before. The Filipino youth claimed that "some white kids" stole their basketball and beat up one of them. Jeffrey celebrated his birthday only two weeks to his funeral. He was born on May 6, 1987 in North York General Hospital, the youngest of three children to Willie and Flora Reodica. When the couple migrated to Canada they vowed to give their children the opportunities that their new country of residence offered. There were photos of young Jeffrey in his little league uniform, older Jeffrey on a summer vacation, serious Jeffrey in school, teenage Jeffrey as a deejay. For his 17th birthday this year, Jeffrey's immediate family plus his cousins celebrated at the Pickel Barrel restaurant in Yorkdale. Although Flora's birthday fell on the following day, this party was exclusively for Jeffrey. He was the special person that day. At that time, he was excited about a planned school trip to Europe and told everyone about it. He told them that he was saving the money he earned from his part time job for the trip. The day before he died, he put the Parents Consent Form on the kitchen table for his mother to sign but Flora never got to doing it. He had other plans for the future and was mulling about whether to join the military or go into graphic design. He had to make the choice the following year when he would have been in grade 12. In the meantime, Jeffrey lived his life as a teenager normally would -- going to school (at Jean Vanier), doing his school work (he earned good grades), playing sports (basketball was his favorite), partying (he was a party animal) and just hanging out with friends (lots of them). But Jeffrey did something out of the ordinary too -- he acted as surrogate father to his four-year-old nephew Ty, the son of his sister Robyn. It was difficult for his friends to think of him today as dead. The "happiest guy in the world" as his friends described him, suddenly and forever silenced? Many wept quietly. Some wailed. Others were still in denial. They clung to each other for support. They expressed their anger. They prayed. They sang. They came from everywhere -- his high school, Jean Vanier; his grade school, St. Rose of Lima; his workplace, Krispy Kreme; his neighborhood, in Scarborough. There were also visitors from other high schools and as far as Mississauga and Markham -- young people he had met through Youth for Christ of which he was a member, Fil-Act for which he played basketball and Mark de Leon's martial arts class. Friends of his family also came, as well as members of the community they didn't personally know but who condoled with them. The people filled the St. Rose of Lima Catholic Church and flowed into the grounds. Close to a thousand joined the funeral procession to his resting place, Rest Haven Memorial Gardens, after the funeral service. His family requested that mourners observe traffic laws on their own since "police escort will not be present." At the Ogden Funeral Home the day before, administration was careful not to call on the police to direct the heavy traffic to the parking lot. Resentment by the youth against the police was understandable and raw emotions still had to be processed. The viewing room quickly filled after it opened at 4 p.m. as classes for the day ended. The crowd spilled into the hall, the downstairs level and even the courtyard. Mourners lined up to view the body and afterwards lingered to exchange information as to what happened. They brought flowers, sympathy cards, mass cards, letters, photos, posters and whatever could express their grief. One letter from his co-workers had a drawing of a donut that Jeffrey supposedly invented: apple filling, chocolate glaze, apple cinnamon topping and multi-colored sprinkles. It may not have been original but it surely reflected Jeffrey's vibrant and fun personality. In between the prayer service and mass, photos of Jeffrey were projected on screen. Outtakes from Jeffrey's communications technology project were also shown, with Jeffrey holding a mic and clowning before the camera. He looked like he had a future in broadcasting or in stand-up comedy. Even in death, he made his classmates laugh. Fondly, they recalled his comic personality. Which was the real Jeffrey, the one onscreen or the one lying in the coffin? It is the one you choose to remember. http://www.reodica.com/jeff/jeffsstory.html
^ omg...that is so sad...=(...oh hey..im part of yfc too. come to think of it..i think i heard this story before...
There's loads of similar stories of police abusing their powers, and personally think there are a lot of racial attacks Damn police - think that can do anything and get away with it dont they?
r u sure thats a real cop...? he look like a rental cop to me........ stuff like that usally gets alot of coverage n i didnt hear bout it......even that black guy in la that got beat last year was on the new for a day or two
