On a night out at the happening Bond Street, I spot a group of overzealous white cops bodysearch some rappin' Black teens. Reminds me of that provocative scene in Crash, where a racist cop orgasmically fingers a black lady up her panties. Mercifully, on this occasion, the officer is only looking up the girl's skirt (swear, I didn't make this up). And what exactly is their crime, I enquire. "The youngsters are suspected of soliciting and drug-dealing on the streets," coolly informs Steve, one of the policemen. The tamasha carries on for a while, until one female member loudly accuses the cops of being unfairly racist, and threatens to file counter-charges. Taken aback, the policemen quickly disappear into the night. Makes me wonder. Shouldn't they be focusing their energies on brainwashed Muslims kids of Brick Lane? Why go after soft targets? Mumbai mein bhi aisa hota hai, na?
