My 15 year old son came home today and said "Now I really have some ghetto cred!"
He had been walking near Brick Lane when two cops approached and said they could smell marijuana on his person.
This was patently a lie, yet the police, without any valid reason whatsoever, proceeded to search him. They also asked for identity papers (not legally enforceable in this country). Then they filed an incident report. All because... he is young, urban, and male.
We've all been joking about it - the experience is a rite of passage for inner city youth.