Please someone post the info of the cop..... This sob needs to be publicly humiliated and worse... All my white brothers and sisters....listen to the first cop they interview who says, that is COMPLETELY FINE. Now you know why ALL BLACK PEOPLE HATE POLICE..... Soon you will learn to as well, if your smart!

Bronx New York:
Wilson Reyes, 7 years old, was arrested, cuffed and held in police custody for several hours before he was allowed access to his mother or a lawyer.

Mississippi:
In August, the Justice Department released a letter of findings charging that the police in Meridian routinely arrested children at schools without probable cause, merely on the referral of school personnel. The letter found that students had been incarcerated for "dress code violations, flatulence, profanity and disrespect.

Stockton California:
Earlier this year (2012), a Stockton student was handcuffed with zip ties on his hands and feet, forced to go to the hospital for a psychiatric evaluation and was charged with battery on a police officer. That student was 5 years old.

Albuquerque:
13 year old boy arrested for burping in class.

Forest Hills New York:
12 year old girl arrested, handcuffed and detained for doodling on her desk.

Port St. Lucie Florida:
6 year old girl handcuffed arrested and sent to mental facility for throwing a tantrum.

Texas:
In 2010, the police gave close to 300,000 "Class C misdemeanour" tickets to children as young as six in Texas for offences in and out of school.

NYPD’s School Safety Division is the fifth largest police force in the country—larger than the police forces of Washington D.C., Detroit, Boston or Las Vegas.

The Elsevier Journal of Criminal Justice says “More than a third of American sheriffs' departments and nearly half of all police departments have officers assigned to local schools.”

The Department of Justice says “Students today are arrested in school for offences that include talking back to a police officer, doodling on a desk with an erasable marker, farting, and being an eight-year old throwing a temper tantrum. In other words: criminalizing childhood misbehaviour.”

This is called the “School to Prison Pipeline” and is the real reason the right wants police officers in schools. How can the police protect children from gun crimes when only 1 % of the children murdered in the U.S. are killed at school?

What putting police officers in schools does accomplish however is getting a lot more people on the track to prison because their options are reduced drastically when they are arrested as children.

This is so retarded. I swear, when future generations read their history books, we are going to look worse than the Salem witch trials with all this BS arresting and suspending children for nonsense.

Wonder what Obama has to say about his home state cops. Nothing,he probably couldn't care less.This family should own this school and police department.No way was this necessary.

What a band of coward piece of crap, what a disgrace, poor girl, i can't imagine the trauma, how shameful is that, who can order such brutal arrestation!

The elite, the creators of the police state get away with it because only because we let them. Shame on us for being this way. We should all be like Mack in Yertle the Turtle (Dr Seuss)

On the far-away island of Sala-ma-Sond,
Yertle the Turtle was king of the pond.
A nice little pond. It was clean. It was neat.
The water was warm. There was plenty to eat.
The turtles had everything turtles might need.
And they were all happy. Quite happy indeed.

They were… until Yertle, the king of them all,
Decided the kingdom he ruled was too small.
“I’m ruler”, said Yertle, “of all that I see.
But I don’t see enough. That’s the trouble with me.
With this stone for a throne, I look down on my pond
But I cannot look down on the places beyond.
This throne that I sit on is too, too low down.
It ought to be higher!” he said with a frown.
“If I could sit high, how much greater I’d be!
What a king! I’d be ruler of all that I see!”

So Yertle the Turtle King, lifted his hand
And Yertle, the Turtle King, gave a command.
He ordered nine turtles to swim to his stone
And, using these turtles, he built a new throne.
He made each turtle stand on another one’s back
And he piled them all up in a nine-turtle stack.
And then Yertle climbed up. He sat down on the pile.
What a wonderful view! He could see ‘most a mile!

“All mine!” Yertle cried. “Oh, the things I now rule!
I’m the king of a cow! And I’m the king of a mule!
I’m the king of a house! And, what’s more, beyond that
I’m the king of a blueberry bush and a cat!
I’m Yertle the Turtle! Oh, marvelous me!
For I am the ruler of all that I see!”

And all through the morning, he sat up there high
Saying over and over, “A great king am I!”
Until ‘long about noon. Then he heard a faint sigh.
“What’s that?” snapped the king,and he looked down the stack.
And he saw, at the bottom, a turtle named Mack.
Just a part of his throne. And this plain little turtle
Looked up and he said, “Beg your pardon, King Yertle.
I’ve pains in my back and my shoulders and knees.
How long must we stand here, Your Majesty, please?”

“SILENCE!” the King of the Turtles barked back.
“I’m king, and you’re only a turtle named Mack.”

“You stay in your place while I sit here and rule.
I’m the king of a cow! And I’m the king of a mule!
I’m the king of a house! And a bush! And a cat!
But that isn’t all. I’ll do better than that!
My throne shall be higher!” his royal voice thundered,
“So pile up more turtles! I want ’bout two hundred!”

“Turtles! More turtles!” he bellowed and brayed.
And the turtles ‘way down in the pond were afraid.
They trembled. They shook. But they came. They obeyed.
From all over the pond, they came swimming by dozens.
Whole families of turtles, with uncles and cousins.
And all of them stepped on the head of poor Mack.
One after another, they climbed up the stack.

Then Yertle the Turtle was perched up so high,
He could see forty miles from his throne in the sky!
“Hooray!” shouted Yertle. “I’m the king of the trees!
I’m king of the birds! And I’m king of the bees!
I’m king of the butterflies! King of the air!
Ah, me! What a throne! What a wonderful chair!
I’m Yertle the Turtle! Oh, marvelous me!
For I am the ruler of all that I see!”

Then again, from below, in the great heavy stack,
Came a groan from that plain little turtle named Mack.
“Your Majesty, please… I don’t like to complain,
But down here below, we are feeling great pain.
I know, up on top you are seeing great sights,
But down here at the bottom we, too, should have rights.
We turtles can’t stand it. Our shells will all crack!
Besides, we need food. We are starving!” groaned Mack.

“You hush up your mouth!” howled the mighty King Yertle.
“You’ve no right to talk to the world’s highest turtle.
I rule from the clouds! Over land! Over sea!
There’s nothing, no, NOTHING, that’s higher than me!”

But, while he was shouting, he saw with surprise
That the moon of the evening was starting to rise
Up over his head in the darkening skies.
“What’s THAT?” snorted Yertle. “Say, what IS that thing
That dares to be higher than Yertle the King?
I shall not allow it! I’ll go higher still!
I’ll build my throne higher! I can and I will!
I’ll call some more turtles. I’ll stack ‘em to heaven!
I need ’bout five thousand, six hundred and seven!”

But, as Yertle, the Turtle King, lifted his hand
And started to order and give the command,
That plain little turtle below in the stack,
That plain little turtle whose name was just Mack,
Decided he’d taken enough. And he had.
And that plain little lad got a bit mad.
And that plain little Mack did a plain little thing.
He burped!
And his burp shook the throne of the king!

And Yertle the Turtle, the king of the trees,
The king of the air and the birds and the bees,
The king of a house and a cow and a mule…
Well, that was the end of the Turtle King’s rule!
For Yertle, the King of all Sala-ma-Sond,
Fell off his high throne and fell Plunk! in the pond!

And today the great Yertle, that Marvelous he,
Is King of the Mud. That is all he can see.
And the turtles, of course… all the turtles are free
As turtles and, maybe, all creatures should be.

--

What is wrong with us? The police state is built on our backs. Through ignorance, indoctrination, apathy, distraction, and fear we are collectively the infrastructure upon which our own subjugation is built.

When are we going to have enough? When are we going to get mad? When are we going to burp? It's time to show these fucks that they are kings of nothing but mud.

I like how this cop said that by restraining this child they were "protecting" her.
BS! They had no business traumatizing a little girl like this with special needs.
Heartless! I'm hearing more and more that these thugs are doing this to special needs children. Just horrible.

The police yard is soon to be located in the grave-yard. The new inmates for gitmo wear badges. Parenting just became a full time job without time to do other money jobs. I will finish with, I guess ammo sales are going to go up. The police state comes bearing new gifts.

She wasn't handcuffed. She was SHACKLED from her wrist down to her ankles like a criminal ?

I'm sick of this shit.

The police state continues.

This is ridiculous, a cop who can't control a eight year old child.

When will the insanity end? America is sick and I doubt if she can ever be healed.
If a police officer can't control a eight year old child without.putting he/she in shackles, he needs to find another line of work.

Captain Waldrup and his officers are scumbags---do they train these fuckers? kids have tantrums you don't treat them like criminals.

Eight-year-old girl HANDCUFFED and arrested at school...police say they had no other choice during little girl tantrum.
Shame.