Excuse me, sir. My name is Bob and I just happened to notice that you threw a rock through the window of that store and followed up with some sort of item that clearly was on fire, thereupon setting the contents of the store afire. Hate to inconvenience you, but that sort of thing - vandalism, arson and such - generally is frowned upon and ... hmmm?
I said, what was your name again?
Oh, Bob. With a B. Anyway, I'm going to have to arrest you.
But I'm protesting George Floyd. You can't do that. I'm too woke to be arrested.
Well, actually, even if you're protesting the death of George Floyd (and not Mr. Floyd himself), I still have an obligation under Oregon law to arrest you because, as I noted, you set that building on fire. So sorry.
But Bob! I feel like we're on a first name basis here, and ...
Sorry, didn't catch your name, so we're not really.
Oh, right. It's Trevor.
Nice to meet you, Trevor. You're under arrest. Put your hands behind your back.