Sorry, I won't join in the Boston Police worship

[BlueCaliDem]

44. That's been my personal experience, too. Once, I had a squad car follow

me from the grocery store to my house!

I had just finished shopping one evening and left the parking lot where they were sitting having some refreshment, and then they pulled up behind me and continued to follow me. At first I thought it was just a bit of that police-paranoia everyone gets from time to time, but then, as I took a longer route to get to the house just to see where they'd turn, they didn't and just followed me into our street and directly to my house. When I pulled up in my drive and got out, I looked at them as they parked at the curb in front of the house across from ours. They rolled down the window and they both looked at me and smiled that cocky smile with a look of, "We scared ya didn't we?"

There was NO reason for them to follow me. My insurance and registration are always up-to-date and my vehicle is always kept in tip-top shape. For the life of me, I couldn't fathom why they had followed me.

Well, my son and a good friend of his had briefly worked as a security guards {and was constantly ridiculed by the police} and one day as they visited the station where his friend's uncle and cousin worked for the Glendora police department, they told him that if they are on the verge of not meeting their quota for the month, they go after Asians. Well, I'm Asian and I drive a Toyota Previa {typical Asian van here in SoCal}. And this happened in the last days of the month. Coincidence? Don't think so.

And another example. When my daughter was sixteen, she spent the night at a friend's house. He was gay and lived with his gay partner. Anyway, he had rented a part of his house out to a family who had a party that night. They're Mexican and love to have fiestas, and that was fine by him. Anyway, the neighbors neither liked gays or Mexicans, and they called the police to say that there were drugs on the premises. That was bullshit. I know the boy. He's as opposed to drugs as he is to tobacco. But because these neighbors had the police number on speed-dial, they knew they couldn't complain about the loud music because, A) there wasn't any, and B) cops don't bother with that. So, as my daughter laid herself down to sleep, there was a raid. She was dragged out of the house, handcuffed, and made to sit on the curb. The police came with TWO squad cars and weapons pulled and pointing at her! She and everyone else was tested - no drugs - and she and her friends were tested negative for alcohol. So they were in a dilemma. One officer asked his buddy, "What can we charge them with?" to which his buddy answered, "Curfew violation". Really? They drag my daughter out of bed, out to the curb, and then charge her with breaking curfew??

But that wasn't the end of this nightmare.

When she was brought to the station, they put her with this bitch of a security guard - not even a policewoman, but some low-paid security guard - and she had my daughter strip down to her bra and panties and stand in the cold room for nearly half an hour. Mind you, all this time she was refused to make a call to me, and I was awake. The arrest happened at 10:30 pm and she was held until 5:30 a.m. I was furious. I went to the station to pick her up and they made me wait an additional hour. By the time I came home, it was 7:30 a.m. I immediately called the station and told them that I want all charges dropped and I will be writing the Mayor - a good friend of mine - and the governor for the abuse my daughter had suffered. The charges were dropped and that bitch was fired.

This is the reason why my daughter has found a renewed passion to become an attorney. The attorneys she works with range from criminal justice to corporate attorneys, and the thing is, if you piss off one attorney, he knows how to get you back. She's making sure that she'll never have to be a victim of police abuse of power again.