Originally posted by blueknight
I always try to treat people the same as I would expect to be treated. Maybe I am a freak of nature because I do really care about peoples'
problems...........maybe we should start a whole new thread on this...................I really do honestly care about people and I would do my job for
free if I could find a way to pay my bills. I am honestly sorry that any of you have been disrespected or abused by bad cops,
i think you may be a freak of nature, if you walk the talk.
my grandfather was the single most influential person to me, archetypically speaking. he was a staff sargeant when he retired. if all cops were of
this breed, we wouldn't need laws to be written down. the heart knows right from wrong.
he told me that in detroit, the cops used a different code when a black person was shot then when a white was shot, so that the responding officers
and the ambulance could take their time, or not show up at all. a different CODE! and that was way back in the fifties, sixties and seventies.
institutionalised racial hatred.
i personally have had only two incidents with cops. the first one was on a public street. the officer demanded my i.d., i refused, he tried to
intimidate me into showing it(he was like six foot five and humourless), i kept refusing only because i KNEW he had no probable cause. if i were less
informed about what a cop can and cannot legally do, i would have been tagged like a rogue animal(for walking on a street). he told me, if i didn't
live on this street, i wasn't allowed to walk on it.
the next incident, three cops came onto private property. they told me they had a warrant(which they did). i asked to see it. that's all. i just
asked to see a warrant. with my voice. i didn't move a muscle. they tackled me, threw me to the ground, and had right arm pretzeled around my
chest, pinned under my body. the cop on my left, had my right index finger in his hand, and was trying to break it at ninety degrees to the
knuckle's swivel direction. think of it. i have my left arm behind my back, and my right arm underneath me with the hand coming out my left side.
the cop has both feet braced on the ground, and is pulling up as hard as he can on one finger(i have very strong fingers apparently, haha!).
i was perfectly willing to go with them. i didn't want to resist. i twisted my body quickly, shooting my right hand out around the sadist on my
left's ankle, tripping him and then quickly put my hands behind my back so i could be cuffed. once again, i was more than willing to go along
without a fight. i just wanted to see the warrant. i thought it was my right(i still think it is, HAHA!). they put the cuffs on so tight that my
nerves were damaged, and i had no feeling in half my hands for the next year. the finger has never fully recovered. i am innocent of any crime.