EMT 6/6/20: A Small Rant edition

Look, I'm not even going to pretend:

I am enjoying the hell out of all this blue on blue shitstorm. This is a fiasco entirely of their own making, and it couldn't happen to a finer collection of race-baiters, intersectional virtue-signallers and tin-pot despots than you could ever imagine.

Fuck them and their cities.

If you are unfortunate enough to be a conservative stuck in that mess, well, it's not like you didn't have enough warning and opportunity to relocate. So I feel for you, but I'm honestly not losing any sleep over you.

And if you are a cop with your hands tied or even thrown under the BLM bus by the liberal overlords whose campaigns you funded with all your union dues, fuck you too. You LEOs bear a big part of the blame. You could have chosen against playing GI Joe and instead kept being community members. But no, that wasn't cool enough for you was it. No, you had to gear up and commence to no-knocking and killing dogs and killing actual innocent people, and especially and ESPECIALLY: circling the wagons for the very worst of you.

To all the apologists: Whatevs. You've lived a charmed life untouched by the asshole cop with a chip on his shoulder completely out of proportion to his skill, intelligence, experience or moral rectitude.

Let me share a snapshot of me and my experiences.

I've never committed nor been charged with a crime, but I've had more bad experiences with cops than good, across several states & communities, from the county Sherriff's deputy up to the State Police.

My first speeding ticket ever came a week after getting my DL, and it was for going 5 mph over down a 6% grade.

My second speeding ticket a year later was from a cop who closed on me like a bat out of hell on a moonless night, tailgated me for 5 miles with his high-beams on, refused to pass when I slowed down through two passing zones, then lit up the blues when I tried to put some distance between us. His exact words: "I gave you enough rope to hang yourself har har."

I've had my car broken into by the cops for being parked in an ungated municipal parking lot 30 minutes past close. I've had a sidearm drawn on me for expired tags by 3 days, my hands on the wheel and before a single word was exchanged. I've had a cop park across 3 parking spaces so close to my business entrance my employees couldn't unload stock for 20 minutes, and then try to intimidate me when I politely asked him to move.

Just last year I was robbed of several tens of thousands of dollars and caught the perps dead to rights on film along with 2 eyewitnesses on the scene, and I had to drag the local P.D. kicking and fucking screaming to an arrest.

I was literally told "I just don't know if there is enough evidence there to make it stick." I had to go up 4 levels of the chain of command over 2 and a half months for the "detective" to interview the witnesses; he lied about calling and leaving multiple messages for them. He left only one message and the call was returned within 5 minutes, and he refused to answer his phone and lied nonstop about not receiving any voice mails from the witness or from me. And lied, finally, when he assured me he would let me know when the perps were released on bail.

Don't get me wrong. I've had some good experiences. But for an average looking white feller that doesn't draw attention, that isn't an asshole (in public), who is always respectful to any officer, whose last speeding ticket was decades ago, that doesn't break laws and that doesn't even have any friends with rap sheets... you would think he would be able to easily say he's had good experiences with Johnny Law on balance, rather it being so decidedly the reverse.

We created and gave our justice system the authority to prosecute crimes. We did this because we rightly determined that an impartial arbiter was a more likely to provide a fair outcome than finding a rope and a tree. Make no mistake: this is at its core a social contract, and if the justice system willfully reneges on their end of the bargain, the rope and the tree comes back into play.

So seriously: Get Right, or get the fuck bent. And until you decide, you can go ahead and cry me a fucking river. Maybe then you can at least catch yourselves a nicely up-armored boat out of whatever cesspool you've helped pollute.

And finally: You'll excuse me if I enjoy just a bit of schadenfreude that you don't feel like you are getting the respect and support you think you are due. For what it's worth: we the public in no small part and across ideological lines feel pretty much the same way.

posted by krakatoa at 06:00 AM

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