One of the things the conventional media does extremely well is to normalize the disintegration of our culture. This article is a classic example. Through tone and language, the writer trivializes a major assault on democratic rights, buries objections to it, and makes it sound like just one more interesting thing about living in a city.
 
DeNeen L. Brown, Washington Post - Checkpoints stand as more than physical  barriers against violence. They separate the wanted from the unwanted. They are  gateposts meant to divide the good from the bad, to keep chaos away from calm.  They are forbidding guardhouses with searing lights, dogs and people in  uniforms. They create assurance in a society that wants certainty. Sometimes,  they succeed. In the District’s violence-torn Trinidad neighborhood, the latest  checkpoints have provided nine sweet days of peace.. . .
Controversial as they are, checkpoints have tried to divide the good from the  bad throughout history. They have been heralded for disrupting terrorism. Cursed  for disrupting commerce. Praised as necessary filters of bad intentions.  Condemned for human rights violations.
They hold within them the power to check death. Here, authority figures look  for wires in your shirt or dress, a shaky hand, a nervous eye. A  stutter.Incongruent behavior.
Even if you have nothing to hide, you ride up to a checkpoint slowly. Hands  on the wheel, careful not to make any sudden movements, although your license  and registration are there in your black evening bag on the back seat. You hold  steady as the officer points that bright beam of light, blinding your eyes and  obscuring his face.
From inside the car, the officer looks almost supernatural, a guardian at the  gate. You sit still, careful to answer all questions, careful not to hesitate  with words, careful to show good intentions.
Hoping only for passage to the other side, the side where the other good  people abide.
“I was stopped on Montello and Owens Place,” recalls Lowana Coles, 45, a  federal worker who has lived in Trinidad for eight years. “I was driving through  on my way home and they had the checkpoint up. I was summoned to pull over, so I  pulled over. They explained what they were doing.”
She showed the officer her license and proof of insurance. “I told him I was  glad they were in the neighborhood and wished they could do it more often.”
A small inconvenience for peace at night. “It saddens me to hear these people  are being killed literally for nothing,” she says. “I’m sure it will get much  worse before it gets better. I want to run away, but where will I run to?”
Checkpoints date back at least to biblical times, with gates in walls built  against aggressors. Some checkpoints were built of turf, some of earth, rock and  stone, stretching for miles, later abandoned when the evil on the other side  retreated. There were the walls of Jericho to protect the city from nomads. The  Great Wall of China, built to withstand the power of the Huns. The wall of  Antonius, an ancient Roman barrier built across Britain, intended as a defense  against the people of the north. The Berlin Wall, constructed in 1961 to keep  people in. Checkpoint Charlie become a symbol of the Cold War, symbolizing the  separation of East from West. Depending on which side you were standing on, it  was seen as a gateway to freedom, or a usurper of it. . .
In conflict zones, checkpoints have been dangerous places to guard — and  dangerous places to pass. Countless soldiers have been killed by seemingly  innocent people. And seemingly hostile, but innocent, people have been killed by  soldiers.. . .
The barriers bring with them questions of civil liberties, the right to move  unencumbered.
The Partnership for Civil Justice sued the District of Columbia in June to  challenge the constitutionality of checkpoints. “The District’s military-style  roadblock system was deployed, in part, to give the appearance that the  government is addressing this deeply felt need,” the class action complaint  argues. “But it is neither constitutional, nor effective.”. .
 
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