CQKiter said...
"sends me the message that hey, maybe what they say is true about police being nothing more than revenue raising social order facists..."
You want to go down that path, I won't even bother. Have a good one mate.
ok, here's one....
working as a volunteer down the local special school, doing the gardens, cause i love gardens... anyhow,
they are having problems with young kids roaming the school (non students) and stealing things like teachers handbags, projectioners, vcr's and the like. so they ask me to keep an eye out the two days a week i am there...
one day i come across this bmx bike stashed in the bushes, now i know its not some students or property of the school, it has hand brakes and does not have training wheels for a start, so i put the bike in the garden shed along where the mower and the garden tools are kept, the i go for a walk looking for the owner of the bike, it wasn't long before i found this little s.o.b quietly roaming the corridors and then ducking into a classroom, so i pounced.. grabbed him red handed going through a teachers handbag.
i frog marched him by the scruff of his neck towards the school office with the intent of calling the police. he was spitting on me and cursing me the whole way, so i gave him one super open palm slap across the face, basically a bi-tch slap, just to shut him up. when the cops came they cautioned him then and there in front of us, and he told them he would like to place charges against me for assulting him and stealing his bike..!
i was lucky i knew someone who knew this guys mother, otherwise the cops were seriously going to charge me, after letting this kid off right in front of us.
or how about this one,
i lock my bike up while i am doing the shopping,
but forget to lock my helmet as its still on my head, so i just tie it to the post under the seat, i come back after an hour and the helmet is gone, i am riding home from the supermarket on my pushbike, its peak hour, so i am riding on the foot path, i ride past two cops and their revenue raising radar trap, nod a 'hello' and they nod back, a hundred metres or so down the road, a police car pulls up along side me, lights and siren blaring. officer plod and his boy friend now want to book me for riding on the foot path and not wearing a helmet, i plead my case about the stolen helmet and the danger of riding on the road during peak hour, giving the example of how everyone speeds hence the presence of their money pot radar trap (i was minding my p's and q's) and they were very rudely indifferent.
continuing on my way home with a hundred plus dollars worth of fines, i get run off the road by a rather large woman talking on her phone whilst driving a black toyota landcruiser, she sees me stack into the gutter and my shopping go everywhere, almost stops but must've thought better of it and started to keep going, i jumped to my bike, left the groceries where they lay and caught up to this large woman...
her rebuttle..? 'you should not have been riding on the road anyway'
so yes i lost it called her all the whale related names i could think of, that night i get a visit from the same officer plod, turns out it was his fat missus who run me off the road and into the gutter, and his warning to me.... 'keep off the road and out of the way of traffic'