@Friendsoftheearth
I grew up in London at the same time as you, and I have seen or heard of this happening
ske never ever.
The only time anyone was subject to this would be once you are admitted into prison to ensure you are not carrying drugs.
We are talking about serious levels of unreported crimes of rape and murder in the ME.
This happened on public streets, not in jail, not in a medical tent on the tarmac.
This happened to me.
I have never ever been a criminal.
The last time it happened to me was in 2004 in Hackney. I read medicine at Cambridge, I did my clinical years at Barts. Some of my black friends from school were studying other courses at QMUL and came along to a med student social near the Homerton.
We were outside, clear plastic drinks cups in hand like dozens of other young people there, getting tipsy and generally enjoying ourselves. I was so happy to be back in London. I felt proud and I felt my friends were proud of me.
Police were apparently looking for 'local Bengali young men' selling drugs. But only my black (and one Lebanese) friends were searched and I was searched with them. The police officer was actually apprehensive about searching me because my white and Asian med school friends intervened...
We were profiled. The south Asian med students with us probably better fit the racial profile but they had RP accents and they wore chinos and loafers.
I consented to the search because by this point I'm numb, I'm humiliated and I just wanted it to be over. I refused to act like I was with my med student friends and ditch my other friends.
I thought things might have improved recently until my brother and our 14 year old nephew were searched this year on Walworth road. They were cycling to keep fit during lockdown. My brother pointed to the left because he heard a police car, and wanted to make sure my nephew stopped safely. Apparently that could've been a drugs signal. My brother works in finance, he was wearing an alumni rugby kit from Durham. He'd have to be one of the dumbest drug dealers alive to wear identifying clothing.
My nephew is a straight A student he was separated from my brother so that they couldn't confer they took his phone and didn't allow him to call our sister to try and confirm his age. He is 6'2". He was patted down and had his genitals felt but in his case through his outer clothes. So things have improved slightly.
Back in the day, stop and search is why we called the big police minibuses bully vans, because when there is a group of police officers in one of them they normally bullied us and we were pretty much powerless to stop any violations.
I think you have selective empathy. You don't believe things that can't happen to you. Unfortunately I had selective empathy too because I forgot there are places in the world that middle class British people can be treated like we were. I should've just focused on supporting instead of my earlier whataboutism post.