I left no bruises on anyone...
...yet I was the one who got tackled by cops shouting, "STOP RESISTING!", cuffed, dragged through the apartment complex in cuffs and tossed in the back seat of a Torrance California Police car and taken, against my will and for no good reason, to the UCLA psych ward by a robot of a cop named Officer Maier who, when I called him a bully for "taking down an old lady when you're twice my size, bragged that he was "4 times" my size. He grabbed my arms, bruising them and then cuffing me so tight I had no choice but to slip my hands out. I just held my arms behind me until he went to take them off at which time I brought forth my uncuffed hands.
This happened the other day so most of the bruising is gone but here are the remnants of a black eye:
This is from when he told me to turn around and put my hands behind my back, so I asked him if I could change into some street clothes or at least get some deodorant. Instead of saying "No", he grabbed me and threw me down on the couch putting me in one of those arm up your back holds...he had to use my arm to drag me down, bruising me here:
These are mostly bad pictures of the bruises left by the hand cuffs, they've faded a pit and you can't really tell in the pics so I think I'll try to get better ones before they go away completely:
Officer Maier (of the Torrance California PD) is the first vet who I've ever heard pat himself on his own back for keeping the world safe for democracy as a USMC recon sniper. Ironically, he was bragging about how people like him protect the rights of people like mine. Most times I would have just thanked him for his service but at the time, I was handcuffed in back of a cop car and he was driving me to the loony bin for no acceptable reason. Apparently, in any conflict, the person who gets to the phone and calls the cops first is the one who is believed, no matter how ridiculous that person's story may be. So, like they did when Jeffery Dahmer had a victim running out of his house...Dahmer told the cops that he was having a lover's quarrel so they left the poor man to be raped and murdered. Well, I already had a black eye and some other bruises besides the ones the comes inflicted upon me. Like that, the Torrance cops believed the liar who called them to lock me up. I had committed no crime, I wasn't thinking of suicide or homicide. I haven't been able to eat much lately so when I told the cops that I've not been eating well, they didn't even give me a chance to tell them that I drink Ensure supplements before they decided that I warranted a trip to the hospital where I stayed, refusing treatment the entire time (there was nothing wrong to treat), being rude to my captors and generally annoying people. It worked, I was immediately discharge the next day after all of the staff bitched about my "attitude".
It gets worse.
This happened the other day so most of the bruising is gone but here are the remnants of a black eye:
This is from when he told me to turn around and put my hands behind my back, so I asked him if I could change into some street clothes or at least get some deodorant. Instead of saying "No", he grabbed me and threw me down on the couch putting me in one of those arm up your back holds...he had to use my arm to drag me down, bruising me here:
These are mostly bad pictures of the bruises left by the hand cuffs, they've faded a pit and you can't really tell in the pics so I think I'll try to get better ones before they go away completely:
Officer Maier (of the Torrance California PD) is the first vet who I've ever heard pat himself on his own back for keeping the world safe for democracy as a USMC recon sniper. Ironically, he was bragging about how people like him protect the rights of people like mine. Most times I would have just thanked him for his service but at the time, I was handcuffed in back of a cop car and he was driving me to the loony bin for no acceptable reason. Apparently, in any conflict, the person who gets to the phone and calls the cops first is the one who is believed, no matter how ridiculous that person's story may be. So, like they did when Jeffery Dahmer had a victim running out of his house...Dahmer told the cops that he was having a lover's quarrel so they left the poor man to be raped and murdered. Well, I already had a black eye and some other bruises besides the ones the comes inflicted upon me. Like that, the Torrance cops believed the liar who called them to lock me up. I had committed no crime, I wasn't thinking of suicide or homicide. I haven't been able to eat much lately so when I told the cops that I've not been eating well, they didn't even give me a chance to tell them that I drink Ensure supplements before they decided that I warranted a trip to the hospital where I stayed, refusing treatment the entire time (there was nothing wrong to treat), being rude to my captors and generally annoying people. It worked, I was immediately discharge the next day after all of the staff bitched about my "attitude".
It gets worse.
posted by Meg Kelso | 12:10 PM
2 Comments:
I spy with my little eye a dog named Butkis. I guess you went back to Florida.
Yeah, how stupid was that? Where do you go when no one wants you except a man who seems to dislike you something awful? At least I have my dog for now.
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