I received this book as an ARC via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions expressed here are my own.
Let's get one thing straight: this is a fascinating book and you should read it! My motivations behind requesting the book were rooted in trying to learn about the experiences of others that might be different from my own and wanting to read more books written by black authors. Incidentally, there was an extra layer of intrigue as one of my previous partners is also a black male who was in the police force but has now left the force based on his experience, although it is difficult to know whether that experience related to him being black and I cannot speak for him on that.
The book starts with a vivid scene from the Brixton riots and made for uncomfortable but necessary reading: it gave me an idea of what I was in for. It then moves on to Fuller's young life and I was thoroughly engrossed, reading half of it in one sitting! It moves through his experience from a constable right up to the echelons of the Metropolitan. Throughout these pages, I was rooting for Michael and willing him not to give up (I knew he didn't of course), as well as wanting to jump in and speak out with/for him during those scenarios of abuse in place of those silent bystanders!
There were a few of points that I bookmarked, either because I felt they were worthy of mention or I enjoyed them. The first one, I was a little saddened by: Fuller declaring he felt no compassion for criminals. It is something the partner I mentioned used to say but I think I expected police officers to have some level of compassion in order to deal with them in the way they do -- particularly those that may have had an equally disadvantaged start, e.g. abused children, or those that have fallen on severe hard times, e.g. drug addicts that are truly at the mercy of drug dealers -- but perhaps compassion is the wrong emotion I was expecting. I was just surprised to read this from Fuller. Secondly, when talking about Yardies, Fuller poses the question "What about the people who used the drugs?" and this something that the mainly white middle class (and above) members of a society don't seem to realise or want to admit to themselves: they are contributing to those problems. I was doing lots of nodding along at this point! Lastly, Fuller talks about a 2007 BPA solidarity march through St Pauls in Bristol, the city I live in, and it made me feel pride. Had I moved to Bristol by that time, I would've wanted to stand there and show my support and solidarity.
Another important point that Fuller returns to is him getting through the racial abuse and not being deterred by it relied upon having to almost ignore or deny its existence, never bringing his own colour into anything and thus, wanting to avoid being a mouthpiece for those experiences, e.g. at the Bristol seminars. This is crucial for others to try and understand as something they simply won't ever have to face because they're male, white, able-bodied etc., or some combination of the above. Fuller's experience was fascinating and I ended the book mostly just wanting to pick his brain about more, e.g., about the current black-on-black knife crime predominantly in London and what his ideas to tackle it might be. Thank you for sharing your experience!