Hey, maybe instead of accusing an LAPD officer of being racist, perhaps you should find somewhere else to have sex than a public street in the middle of the day?
Oh, and in the audio tape Daniele Watts comes off as an insufferably stuck up raging bitch. Not only does she try to pull the "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!" card (at one point she starts talking about her publicist) but she goes off in such hysterics that the cops damn near HAD to handcuff her.
Stories like this are why I roll my eyes at every new accusation of racism. Because time and time again, the accusation is used as a distraction from the real issues, in this case being that this raging bitch got caught boffing her husband in public.