It was the late 70's/early 80's when seduced by an advert I asked my older sister what she thought of me applying for a job as a police officer. She responded with concern “No Simon, not whilst it's still a racist institution. I won't accept that". In those days we paid heed to the words of our older siblings.
The recruits who joined up tended to be seen as frontline martyrs who would pave the way, trodding down the reeds of hate at their brave, near selfless cost
Nearly two decades later, the Lawrence inquiry bolstered a wave of confidence that the community at large thought would fundamentally overhaul the culture of the met and thereby heal our tarnished relations. It was felt that society was at last on a course toward positive change reverberating from the Met.
So why does it now feel like we were never out of square one
It's 2008 and the Met is in turmoil over accusations of racism that have quietly blighted the careers of many a black cadet for years , or just left some distraught and unhappy as though their fight was pointless and they may as well have fallen off the slave ship into the miserable sea
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