New 
        York Times Op-Ed 
        By BOB HERBERT 
        7/29/02 
         
        Tulia is a hot, dusty town of 5,000 on the Texas Panhandle, about 50 miles 
        south of Amarillo. 
         
        For some, it's a frightening place, slow and bigoted and bizarre. Kafka 
        could have had a field day with Tulia. 
         
        On the morning of July 23, 1999, law enforcement officers fanned out and 
        arrested more than 10 percent of Tulia's tiny African-American population. 
        Also arrested were a handful of whites who had relationships with blacks. 
         
        The humiliating roundup was intensely covered by the local media, which 
        had been tipped off in advance. Men and women, bewildered and unkempt, 
        were paraded before TV cameras and featured prominently on the evening 
        news.  
         
        They were drug traffickers, one and all, said the sheriff, a not particularly 
        bright Tulia bulb named Larry Stewart. 
         
        Among the 46 so-called traffickers were a pig farmer, a forklift operator 
        and a number of ordinary young women with children. 
         
        If these were major cocaine dealers, as alleged, they were among the oddest 
        in the U.S. None of them had any money to speak of. And when they were 
        arrested, they didn't have any cocaine. No drugs, money or weapons were 
        recovered during the surprise roundup. 
         
        Most of Tulia's white residents applauded the arrests, and the local newspapers 
        were all but giddy with their editorial approval. The first convictions 
        came quickly, and the sentences left the town's black residents aghast. 
        One of the few white defendants, a man who happened to have a mixed-race 
        child, was sentenced to more than 300 years in prison. 
         
        The hog farmer, a black man in his late 50's named Joe Moore, was sentenced 
        to 90 years. Kareem White, a 24-year-old black man, was sentenced to 60 
        years. And so on. 
        When the defendants awaiting trial saw this extreme sentencing trend, 
        they began scrambling to plead guilty in exchange for lighter sentences. 
        These ranged from 18 years in prison to, in some case, just probation. 
         
        It is not an overstatement to describe the arrests in Tulia as an atrocity. 
        The entire operation was the work of a single police officer who claimed 
        to have conducted an 18-month undercover operation. The arrests were made 
        solely on the word of this officer, Tom Coleman, a white man with a wretched 
        work history, who routinely referred to black people as "niggers" 
        and who frequently found himself in trouble with the law. 
         
        Mr. Coleman's alleged undercover operation was ridiculous. There were 
        no other police officers to corroborate his activities. He did not wear 
        a wire or conduct any video surveillance. And he did not keep detailed 
        records of his alleged drug buys. He said he sometimes wrote such important 
        information as the names of suspects and the dates of transactions on 
        his leg. 
         
        In trial after trial, prosecutors put Mr. Coleman on the witness stand 
        and his uncorroborated, unsubstantiated testimony was enough to send people 
        to prison for decades. 
        In some instances, lawyers have been able to show that there was no basis 
        in fact  none at all  for Mr. Coleman's allegations, that 
        they came from some realm other than reality. 
         
        He said, for example, that he had purchased drugs from a woman named Tonya 
        White, and she was duly charged. But last April the charges had to be 
        dropped when Ms. White's lawyers proved that she had cashed a check in 
        Oklahoma City at the time that she was supposed to have been selling drugs 
        to Mr. Coleman in Tulia. 
         
        Another defendant, Billy Don Wafer, was able to prove  through employee 
        time sheets and his boss's testimony  that he was working at the 
        time he was alleged by Mr. Coleman to have been selling cocaine. And the 
        local district attorney, Terry McEachern, had to dismiss the case against 
        a man named Yul Bryant after it was learned that Mr. Coleman had described 
        him as a tall black man with bushy hair. Mr. Bryant was 5-foot-6 and bald. 
         
        In a just world, this case would be no more than a spoof on "Saturday 
        Night Live." Instead it's a tragedy with no remedy in sight. 
         
        The NAACP Legal Defense and Educational Fund, the William Moses Kunstler 
        Fund for Racial Justice, the Tulia Legal Defense Project and a number 
        of private law firms are trying to mount an effort to free the men and 
        women imprisoned in this fiasco. 
         
        The idea that people could be rounded up and sent away for what are effectively 
        lifetime terms solely on the word of a police officer like Tom Coleman 
        is insane.  
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