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Comment by Doc Vega on June 13, 2020 at 3:08pm

James! Wow shit Dude! I don't think the Cops down here are anywhere near that corrupt. I mean yeah I could see how you wouldn't trust them. I've had some run ins but nothing that serious. Sounds like the Cops are in with the gangs and the criminals getting their piece of the action! Jesus! I used to think Louisiana was the most corrupt state I'd ever lived in but Wow! Man if I were you I'd get the hell out! 

Comment by James Roberts on June 13, 2020 at 12:15pm

Doc - Yeah, I understand where you're coming from. However, I've done a little time now and then for things I did not do, the cops knew it, and they were all smirks about it. Likewise, people have done things to me, like a gang beating me in the street, and in my home, and both times there were witnesses that could identify them, and the cops told me they "couldn't do anything".

Where I'm living now, in 1987 I was passing out literature (in SS uniform), and a cop falsely arrested me and took me to the Mayor's office, where said Mayor implied that if I continued, he would physically assault me. Cops have also been fond of women's false accusations against me. Which have been filed on several occasions in revenge for my leaving them, or them believing I was cheating because they were, and such people are suspicious (all my exes have tried to come back, by the way, so I must not have been such a monster after all).

I've also seen cops harass other innocent people, and not enforce the law when things were done against innocents. A few blocks from where I live now, an old man in a mini van disregarded a stop sign and t-boned my brother's car at an intersection. He came into my brother's hospital room, and yelled at the top of his lungs how he was going to make my brother somehow responsible. The cop was friends with the old man. Fortunately there was just no way that was going to happen, the evidence was too explicit.

I could tell even more drastic stories about my own experiences. The FBI tried to railroad me for terrorism, back when that meant blowing up buildings and killing people. County Sheriffs arrested me, based on the word of an intake administrator for a counseling service. With an aim of having me institutionalized. They didn't let me walk, they dragged me to the car, and into a psych floor. In one of the most bizarre experiences I've ever had, a US Congressman showed up to act as my attorney (yes, really). I still haven't figured that one out. I thought "I must be hallucinating now". But, I wasn't, lol. Thank goodness, guess.

But there are many cases, where it's a regular, assembly line occurrence, where cops arrest, and courts convict innocent people, fine the shit out of them, break up families, cost people everything (jobs, homes, etc). For no reason other than to collect money. Marijuana arrests. Taking kids awway from parents without cause for Childrens Protective Services (many of those disappear forever in the system). And then there's civil asset forfeiture, and the videos we've all seen of cops flat-out murdering people. Emptying their clip into a van full of kids, shooting the elderly and disabled, puppies. And all this leads to the Kafkaesque world of GPS ankle bracelets and court-ordered drugging.

Then they are personally absolved of responsibility (unless it's a White man killing a black). You can't sue them personally for what they've done, only drain the public purse. No, I can't feel too sorry for cops. I know there are good ones, but I also know there are good Jews. This isn 't the kind of world where everything can be made perfectly just.

Comment by Doc Vega on June 13, 2020 at 8:50am

When I was younger and living with my first wife in Dallas my ex used to whisper in my ear when the cops were gesturing behind my back how long my hair was. I was often pulled over for no apparent reason and didn't realize it was because I was being profiled. Yes, I got to mistrusting the police. As I grew a little more, began running my own business and then being a single parent of 4 little children from ages 18 months to 8 years old my life was let's say risky. I considered my kids to be a good luck charm in that if I was unworthy of surviving in the horrible we recession we had in the mid-80's at least God would grant me the ability to support my kids, and I think he did. I did not treat my kids like I saw many women doing, as if they were a burden who made their lives miserable. I wanted those kids to have a normal childhood as much as possible.

Anyway, I began to find out that police like all people are just like everyone else there are good ones and bad ones. I remember in Plano my youngest son went missing and me and my other kids were freaking out trying to find him. I got a knock on my front door and it was a red headed Plano policeman with my son in his arms. On another occasion I was pulled over and the Plano Cop asked for my proof of insurance and I was obviously flustered and he made a comment saying he understood the frustration over having to carry around all the paper work and he kindly let me go. Once in Baton Rouge Louisiana near Christmas time I was leaving a place I worked at where we recorded tapes of holiday tunes filling orders from a TV commercial. It was late, I had been starving for quite sometime on and off living just off campus of LSU near the Mississippi River levee and a policeman pulled me over asking for my license and registration. I had neither as I dug through my glove box. He asked me what I did for a living and I told him and he laughed and said, "So they just call you when they need you and then you work like a dog right?" He let me go and said Merry Christmas.

Then I could go on and on about bad ones too, but knowing what shit they have to put up with now and how remarks made by Obama in his 8 years of intentional US decline made it open season on Cops! Nope, I'm don't hate them I feel sorry for them and realize even more how dangerous a job it is and how thankless it is too!

Comment by James Roberts on June 13, 2020 at 8:19am

I lived here for four years. The hotel was closed three years after I left, in May, 2013, because it was the top commercial property, as far as number police calls to it. There was a murder in the hotel building adjacent to mine, one behind the strip mall next door, a shoot-out at the after-hours club across the street, at least one rape in the building I was in (not a metoo morning after regret charge) and strong-arm robberies and armed robberies (and rapes, and home invasions) all along that stretch of Reading Road. Etc etc.

The Popeye's Chicken, within walking distance in Bond Hill, was robbed many times while I was there. And the nearest bank has something like a sci-fi submarine door installed while I lived there, which they had to activate to allow you in. Because of robberies and robbery attempts. It had a metal detector, and my Dad was once denied entry because he has a defibrillator.

The local govt center where people sign up for welfare, HEAP (govt aid for heating bills), food stamps, WIC and other benefits, the parking lot was always full on the relevant days. Including many of those ridiculous early 90s luxury cars with the spinning hub caps and garish paint jobs (nevertheless, not cheap) as well as BMWs and Mercedes.

Shortly before I left, the strip mall parking lot began hosting a daily block party, as the sun set, with 200 - 300 blacks all cracked up and drunk, carrying on like a monkey house.

I'd say every third person who stayed at the Sycamore was either a drug dealer or a prostitute. The dealers would just stand in front of the buildings and openly ply their trade.

The one group I felt sympathy for were a local contingent of the Nation of Islam. It must be hell to have that sincere belief system and live among their own people in that state.

As an added bonus for a racial education, Roselawn, as the name suggests, was once a Jewish neighborhood. There were plenty of them still around. If they had a choice on the metro busses of sitting next to goyim or schvartzes or standing up, they would stand.

I did some of my best research there because rent was inexpensive, so I could spend more on materials, and there were an endless stream of volunteer test subjects, for cheap.

Comment by cheeki kea on June 13, 2020 at 6:37am

You're a considerate man JR to forgive cops for wrangling techniques and animal attitudes. However them getting caught or duped into any such action is not a profitable affair. Any individual that dies ( or is believed to have died )from their heavy hand will ensure bad press, loss of reputation, legal difficulties and a big loss of profit for their share holders. There's no going back after that. 

Comment by Less Prone on June 13, 2020 at 2:25am

Is there an online translator from the Hood language to plain English? We may need it sooner than we think. To understand the Hood people.

Comment by Mr. Sizzle on June 13, 2020 at 2:10am

He was a aspiring rapper and good boi