My name is James Cooper aka (Coop), last week I was driving down MacArthur at 12 midnight to pick up my brother-in law from work, as I passed a police car traveling in the opposite direction, he suddenly made a u-tu…rn and got right behind me (I was doing 39mph on a 40mph street, all of my lights and blinkers were operating correctly, my tag and insurance were up to date and I had my seat belt on). Having been in this situation numerous times throughout my life, I casually grabbed my license and insurance and prepared myself to be pulled over, little did I know this wouldn’t be like the other times. The officer told me to put my hands out the car (I did), then told me to exit the vehicle (I did), when I got out I now saw 6 officers in defensive stances with 3 AR-15 assault rifles pointed at me, followed by 3 hand guns, I was told to walk backwards without looking back and I was handcuffed and placed in a squad car. One of the cops who was holding the AR15 was a rookie and the thought of me tripping and falling or a sudden loud noise scaring one of those men has woke me up out of my sleep 3 times so far. I was released 30min later with no tickets, no warnings but the air conditioning port in the back seat was ripped off and broken (they were searching for drugs or weapons). My name is James Cooper, I am a husband, father, poet, writer, law abiding citizen and I was racially profiled and my property was broken. IF…one of those officers made a mistake and shot me….do you REALLY think they would have admitted it? Or would this man with no criminal record and who has never owned or much less held a gun in his life, have been branded a criminal who shot at those officers, who then only used deadly force to protect themselves? My name is James Cooper and somehow I can’t shake the feeling that I was sparred another mans fate…..