Proud Boys and their Modern World

In a recent local social media exchange attempts were made to identify a number of men from the Manitoba chapter of Proud Boys. A handful were pictured with a Proud Boys banner attending a rally. Curious, I clicked on some of the links to the social media profiles of Winnipeggers who identified with this group. Down the rabbit hole I went. Exploring where Proud Boys seemed more active I ended up on a social media platform I had never heard of which promotes itself as the ‘Free Speech Social Network’. Upon registering (and without giving any ‘preferences’) I was immediately given suggestions to follow various right wing American politicians and commentators. I began to follow as many local or even Canadian Proud Boy related accounts as I could find as well as prominent American groups and leaders.

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On not calling the police: Rethinking peace and policing

The Winnipeg Police Service has shot and killed three people in less than two weeks. More than ever we need to take care about when we as citizens call the police. More than ever we need to think about the relationship between peace and policing. I have performed many of the ‘criminal’ acts associated with those who were recently killed by the police. I have shot out windows with a gun. I have taken alcohol and a vehicle without permission. The difference was a context that could absorb some of my immature or misguided behavior. I shot out windows on an old barn on the farm I grew up on. We drank booze underage at friends’ places. We took our parents’ vehicles when we shouldn’t have. We did these things because, why, I don’t know. I was bored. I needed to explore boundaries. I was reacting to something. And I was a pretty ‘good’ kid! I never had to worry about getting shot. I never had to deal with my unpredictable behavior responding to a dump of adrenaline when armed men began chasing me.

When I moved to the West End in Winnipeg in 1999 there were certainly times I called the police. I didn’t really think about it. When there is something suspicious or dangerous that is who you call. I called the police in response to a loud party in my apartment. I called the police in response to aggressive behavior I saw on the sidewalk. I don’t know what happened to any of these calls. Over time I began learning more about the uneasy relationship between the police and those struggling with how to respond to poverty, addiction, unsupported poor health or settler induced trauma. I began to understand the complex web of family-youth-gang entanglements and how introducing the police into already difficult circumstances may not be the best choice.

Spring always seems to be a time when kids are out in the back lanes breaking shit. About eight years ago there was a group of four or so youth walking up and down our back lane. They were breaking some property including throwing something through our back window which was part of our kitchen where we usually sit to eat. Our son was about two at the time. That felt scary. I saw the kids one day and called the police. I started to describe the situation and when they asked me to describe their ‘ethnicity’ I froze. I decided to hang up. I thought about what to do. The kids were still out in the back lane. I opened my garage door and asked them if they had seen anyone throwing rocks in windows. They said no. I said that my son often eats in that room and was worried about him. They sort of just kept moving.

Most kids know something of being scared. I hoped that maybe they could feel a connection in how they were doing something to make another kids feel scared, not in shame but how they were being asked to help and not being accused. But being scared is tough. It is hard to act well in fear. I know I was scared to approach those boys and I certainly wouldn’t expect everyone to do something like that. And fear is a huge factor in all of this. Calling the police is a way of addressing our fear. But the police are afraid as well. We need to deescalate fear and the police are trained to defend themselves with force against fear not deescalate. Fear and anger can take on wildly different forms. We need an intervention into these current forms of violence fueled by fear and anger. While under our current model there will likely remain times to call the police but there is good reason in many situations not to call the police. Knowing more stories of police/public altercations there is no reason one of those kids in my back lane wouldn’t have got shot. Put me in a different scenario growing up doing almost exactly the same things I did do and I could have been shot.

There are things that are scary and we all want to be safe but there are better ways to approach this than our current model of policing. There are growing resources pointing to alternatives but we as a culture and society need to see the value in investing in these alternatives. But there remains in our society widespread approval for police shootings sometimes as tragically necessary but for many others as something that should be applauded and expanded to rid ourselves of people like me who just had a different context and experience in which to grow up and navigate life which is often hard enough at the best of times.

If you are interested in how to think differently about the relationship between peace and policing Dr Bronwyn Dobchuk-Land at First Mennonite Church last month. Her talk gives an excellent introduction to this topic particularly for the context of Winnipeg. The audio link is below.

https://soundcloud.com/david-driedger-568689722/keeping-the-peace-peace-and-policing-in-winnipeg

Also consider following Winnipeg Police Cause Harm on social media.
https://twitter.com/WpgPoliceHarm
https://www.facebook.com/wpgpoliceharm

Remember, this is a love song

Peace Sunday
November 10, 2019
Isaiah 5:1-7

Remember, this is a love song.

God had taken some time with Israel first delivering them from slavery in Egypt then leading them to Mt Sinai and teaching them new laws. God spent an entire generation in the wilderness guiding them in daily trust in God’s presence and provision. God brought them into the land of Canaan, here again teaching them that conflict is resolved through obedience. Once settled, God gives them judges to help discern their new life together and respond to hardships. The people mature and while it is not God’s first choice God lets them choose a king and God supports this king. The people are secure and a Temple is built. Nothing has been better. Milk and honey are flowing.

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