Walking home from the bus in high school, I saw police cars and officers in front of my house. Their presence made me extremely apprehensive. The only little assurance was my father talking to the officers. Someone broke into the house and stole some of our stuff.
We felt violated. Our own home was unsafe.
At the time however, the people with guns with a tendency to keep their hands near them were much more threatening than some anonymous teen who wanted some quick cash.
Police officers are the good guys.
Take this scenario:
- You’ve spent almost a full day on a plane or in airports flying from Shanghai to Boston so you are extremely jet-lagged.
- (SUGGESTED ADDITION) You picked up the flu while in China (remember Avian Bird Flu?).
- Your front door won’t open when you get home, so you end up gaining access to the house from the back door. Eventually with help you do get it opened.
- While calling someone to come fix the door, a police officer shows up to question you about being the owner of the house. (Let’s ignore that Harvard owns it. You just reside there.)
This is like Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day: “Nothing at all was right.”Â Except… This state of mind was interpreted by the police officer this way:
â€œFrom the time he opened the door it seemed that he was very upset, very put off that I was there in the first place,â€ Sergeant Crowley told the station, WEEI. â€œNot just what he said, but the tone in which he said it, just seemed very peculiar â€” even more so now that I know how educated he is.â€ NYT
This seems like the perfect opportunity to ask questions about Dr. Gates’ day to establish something of a rapport to ascertain why he might be so upset. It’s not so peculiar when the context is known. I bet if all this had been placed in context at the time, then this would not be front page news.