Evidence of the extent to which
our police are addicted to
beating prisoners is increased
by the story of a Greek push
cart peddler bearing the
picturesque name of Karolobos
Kololuros. The Greeks have not
the best reputation for veracity
and there are citizens who will
sympathize with the declaration
of Captain Vredenburg that "all
them Greeks" are liars.
Nevertheless, the story which
this particular Karolobos tells
harmonizes so well with recent
occurrences that it has
probabilities in its favor. The
Greek had been arrested for
violating the ordinance which
prohibits a push cart man from
standing more than so many
minutes in one place. He had
paid his regular $6 a month to
the police for the right to
violate it and he did not object
to that, regarding the fee as a
government license, which it is
in fact, although the money
collected never reaches the city
treasury. Karolobos was fined
$2. Then he made a complaint on
his own account. It was to the
effect that the bruises upon his
face as he stood in the dock had
been inflicted by the policeman
who took him across the Bridge
of Sighs because he would not
pay $2 in addition to his
regular dues of $6 a month. The
magistrate believed the prisoner
and held the policeman in $500
bonds for the Court of Special
Sessions.
This $6 a month assessment of
the push cart men is in line
with testimony brought out by
the Lexow committee and it is
generally understood that these
humble merchants contribute to
the irregular police funds as
well as do the wholesale houses
which block the side-walks with
their boxes, the saloons which
do business on Sunday and the
purveyors of vice. The beating
of the prisoner is in line with
the testimony as to what
happened during the recent negro
riot up town. On the streets the
policemen merely looked on and
encouraged white men to beat
negroes, but took no direct hand
in the punishment. Indeed, it
was recorded of one heroic
bluecoat, who stood looking at
the assault of a negro by some
whites, that he refused the loan
of his night stick to the
assailant who wished to punish
his victim more severely. The
policeman merely said: "I would
like to, but it won't do." The
reporters in the police station
where these negroes were taken
agreed that there were few
things which "would not do" in
the shelter of the station
house. Some of them described
hearing the cries of prisoners
for mercy from the back room
where they were surrounded with
policemen. It is this evidence
which the negroes are trying,
without much success, to get
before the Police Board. Soon
after this the reporters at
police headquarters in Mulberry
street saw a detective brutally
assault a young fellow on the
steps of the headquarters
building and then take the man
inside a prisoner. When they
tried to learn the cause of the
attack they could find neither
victim nor assailant and
absolute official denial was
made of an occurrence which had
three or four eye witnesses. The
disappearance of the man who had
been beaten suggested the
possibility of secret vaults in
the headquarters building for
use in connection with "the
third degree" as administered to
secure confessions of crime.
The "direct interest" of the
police in vice has been attested
by a Grand Jury and has become
accepted so much as a matter of
course that nobody bothers to
protest against it. As a usual
thing the extortion is practiced
upon lawbreakers who ought to
meet with some kind of
punishment. But the beating of
helpless prisoners in the safe
concealment of public buildings
seems to be a new, or at least a
recently discovered, tendency of
the force. it is a dangerous
one, because brutality grows
rapidly and because the
habit of pounding may endanger
the skull of any innocent
citizen who is placed under
arrest through mistake. It may
be entirely proper for the
police to use clubs on law
breakers under certain
circumstances, but the time for
such an exercise of muscle is
before arrest and not afterward.
The discipline of the force
seems to need looking after in
this as well as in other
directions.