
At first glance, I thought the phone in her right hand was a cigarette, which is about the only thing that could have made for a more indelible image: like Pam Grier contemplating the dumb white cops in Jackie Brown.
Unless someone is completely cropped out, I think there are seven of them. Note that the fellow at the left has his hand on the grip of his holstered pistol–because, I guess, two rifles at the ready might not be enough when you’re face to face with a black lady wearing slippers.
Careful, darling, everyone now knows that they don’t call 911, either.
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