Saturday, February 13, 2010
To Protect and Serve
Protect - to defend or guard from attack, invasion, loss, annoyance, insult, etc.; cover or shield from injury or danger.
Serve - to render assistance; be of use; help.
I know this kind of thing happens all the time (and much worse) but when it's in your own small town it just become an undeniable reality.
The cops suspect a guy of dealing drugs (these cops, not being particularly bright, could suspect just about anyone, it doesn't mean that this guy really is dealing).
They see his wife in town and pull her over for some bogus reason. She has her kids in the car, the cops just happen to have a drug dog with them. They run the dog around the car and it supposedly "hits" on something. (There's really no way to know if it hit on anything or not. Some dogs are trained to act like they smelled something on a subtle command. Not being that sophisticated, this dog probably just ran around the car.) The cops said that Spike smelled drugs, they made the mom sit in the police car while they searched the car. The kids were crying and freaking out. The cops said "We found some seeds and a small amount of marijuana." The mom knowing that there was nothing illegal in the car said "I want to see it." The cops refused to produce the imaginary pot. One of the orifices, I mean officers, quietly said, we can call CPS (child pedophile services) to come get your kids, but if you tell us what your husband is dealing, we can make this all go away. Not having anything to tell them in the first place and not being a dirty stinking rat in the second place, she told them nothing. The cops wrote her a ticket for not using her turn signal or whatever they decided to make up and let her go, there by proving that the pot was indeed imaginary.
I know this stuff goes on in big cities all the time but when it happens in a little town like this it really makes you ask the question. "Who is the real enemy of our citizens?"
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