You can always tell you’re dealing with foreign policemen because their actions are done with the full knowledge that the black man is incapable of simply going to meet the President at State House (via Gate B, Aboretum side) or Harambee House Annex (where the Deputy President works from these days). His team can ask me whatever they want, including which non-state actors I may be in contact with, for how long and why.
I don’t need a letter from the Whitehouse, the state department or anywhere which requires a white guy sitting at a desk.
NB: A side effect of unequal societies is the expectation that things work here like they do at home. This is a black country.
