This crap has got to stop! I'm speaking my mind, so agree or disagree I'm open to every single side to this discussion.
Let me start by saying, that it's no secret on ATS that I have expressed my deceased father was a First Generation Green Beret. With that being said,
my father came home as a black man serving as law enforcement in Indianapolis. Weather you know it or not...that's big for his time and location.
My father endured racism within the IPD...constantly being written up for silly $h!t! I'm so f'ing frustrated with both sides of this argument. It
seriously needs to be reckoned with. Both sides!
Enough about my father, except to say that as a mixed child I understand my fathers daily routines...it sounds unusual, but he talked to me every
single day he came home from work about his daily experiences. You want to know why? Because I asked him..."Daddy, how was your day today", and he
told me in laymans terms. Now that I look back on it...he was pretty freaking honest.
Anyway, I kind of have a front street view as many of you do of law enforcement without serving personally. I have nothing...absolutely nothing, but
the utmost respect for LEO's in the USA. However, there is a problem for many. A problem some of you may brush off your shoulder as crying, but it's
a reality that you just don't and never will see. That's even ok.
Here's where the problem becomes an issue..."To Ignore What Others Say Is Happening Just Because It Doesn't Happen To You!". Just because it has
never happened to you doesn't mean it isn't happening. As we all say on ATS, "Deny Ignorance!"
Nobody likes to carry on a whine...beg and ask for someone to please look at their situation! Most of us as human beings automatically expect
that...right? We expect that another human being would never overlook an injustice when it has occurred, right? Well, that's what I think...that's
what I was taught. Stand up and speak your mind, no matter what. For 40 something years, that's what I've been doing...I speak my mind. Most people
have a hard time stomaching one like me...some, just don't like me. Oh well
I don't live in Indianapolis anymore...thank the universe for my move well over 25 years ago. That place is a cesspool. I now live in Los Angeles
County, Pasadena, CA to be exact. I have a friend who's a Federal Marshall/Detective for PPD, one who's a retired parole officer and several PPD and
LAPD LEO's. I get these folks...I get what they have to do every single freaking day, I appreciate them.
Here's a short but true story for you. Back on September 2014, someone knocked at our door. We have a huge 6 foot wall around our house with a gate
that stays locked...usually. On September 21, 2014, we or should I say, didn't lock my gate (I was watching the SF and Sea Hawks football game). As
I'm playing FarmVille on my iPad in my family room (which faces the front door and street where I can see) I hear a knock on the door. I look up and
realize that I don't recognize the person standing there at my front door. Blinds were open...he stepped backed and looked in and I thought (maybe it
was someone asking a question about my husbands car). We always get someone asking about one of our cars sitting in the driveway. So, I thought to
myself "I don't know him...I'll just go and get my husband". I go and get my husband, he recognizes the guy and after about 2 minutes I hear "Hey
Man...what the hell!!!!!!". I look out the window and see my husband slinging his arms around in a defensive manner. I always keep a hatchet or bow
near my front door (my husband always hated guns), so I grabbed the hatchet, opened the door and when I looked outside, this guy was like "Get the F
up and open the door). We locked eyes and I had to close the door on my husband with him laying on the ground in front of the door with a .357 to his
I called the police...I guess the guy heard me call and he just calmly walked across my lawn, got in a car and left. It took them 2 months to catch
him. Remember, that I told you that we had a friend who was dual PPD/Federal Marshall? Well, that is my husbands friend from high school. He got the
case and they caught the guy. The sad thing about this whole issue is, I had to go get a Ruger .357 because I was so scared. Even though, I was
trained by my father all the way up until 2007 how to shoot anything (I'm really good with a bow and arrow...not crossbows though) I had to go get
what my husband hates the most...GUNS!!!!!!! He hates guns...thinks that he can just take you hands up. Truth being...he probably can. But, what good
are hands against a gun?
My point being is that, when I called my local police department that day...they came and they came fast and furious. They missed the guy, but they
were here incredibly sympathetic and understanding. One cop was a little concerned about why this guy was here to rob us. We had to admit to the
officer that we owned and operated a medicinal marijuana clinic since 2003 and he was the ex of one of our patients.
That's not a good feeling to have to admit that you're doing something that you know is legal, but LE see's as possibly illegal. It worked out fine
That's one story of ours with LEO. Now, check this out....there's a city a couple of miles south of Pasadena called San Gabriel. My husband was
going down there to do some voluntary community service with kids. He's driving my 2011 CTS V Hennessy Model. He stopped at a light, not moving. Next
thing you know...woop woop!! Police lights shine. The cop walks up to my husband and asks him..."what are you doing down here....you just passing
thru?" All the while shaking his head in a "yes" motion, like my husband was supposed to agree with him. My husband said, "no, I'm performing
community service". The cop says, "for what, a DUI?" My husband thought to himself..."what the hell?" My husband said no, "I'm volunteering".
The cops says "license, registration and do you even have insurance for this thing?" My husband was like "yes, most people don't drive $95,000
cars with no insurance, but here you go Sir". He asked my husband if he was getting smart with him...my husband replied...are you giving me a ticket
or what because I've got somewhere to go. The cop says, "do you even know why I'm pulling you over?" My husband replies, "Sir, I have have no
idea, especially since I'm not even moving". The cop says, "you were blocking the driveway and I have to give you a ticket for that". My husband
was like "well, if I was blocking the driveway, how did you pull directly behind me and ticket me". The cop gave him the ticket anyway.
Moral of the story is....this crazy # really does happen to minorities. We are light skinned, mixed race and treated fairly well most places. But, if
my husband drives my car or his convertible 1955 Bel Air or our 1979 4 speed Trans Am or...what the hell! He gets pulled the # over! He pulled our
1955 Bel Air Convertible just restored 1 month ago into our private storage and he gave the attendant the keys (the attendant is the owner by the way)
and some white guy looks at my husband and asks if "the owner wants to sell the car"...rotflmfao! My husband was like, "It's my car dude"...the
whole time this jacka$$ is holding his wife's pomeranian as she's palming our freaking car to death! I'm just saying..even being obviously mixed
gets us nowhere sometimes....how do you think it may feel sometimes for someone with black skin?