The tale of some cops and me
It was a Thursdaynight, or wait, it was a Fridaymorning. Let me just start from the beginning, or your slow minds wont understand me. Ok, Thursdaynight me and a friend (who I will name Bruce in this article) where sitting at my house, eating some junk, drinken wine, beer and wodka, playing/making music ... You know, just having fun like I always do. Bruce wanted French fries, so we got out. But it was already 7 am, so nothing was open. We just walked outside, more drunk than couple of Russians, and we get stopped by some cops. We talk, bla bla bla, about what is my case, not yours. Two other cops stop by on their bikes (laughable), and another car stops. So there were six cops and the two of us. We had to get in and went to the policestation. Bruce was more drunk than I were, for once. So he annoyed the cops like hell. I excuse myself in his place. But they said they know him (and they do already), and he had to stay for the night (day), and I was dismissed. I wanted to stay with him, but there was no chance they would let me. So I went home. Frustrated as I was/am, I didn't get out of my boots, so I just cut the laces, crawled into bed, puked a few times on my floor too, and fell asleep.
But what happened to Bruce? That's
the big deal about this story. He told me the whole story the day afterwards
when I found him in a bar right across my street.
They stripped him, threw him in a cell, beaten him (you can still see the bruises
and cuts on his hand and knuckles from defending himself), and left him there
just like that. When the morningshift arrived, they looked in the cell, and
found Bruce. They told to themselves that this can't be done. Bruce got his
clothes, and was released just like that.
But why was he treated like that? Simple: a previous time when he was arrested,
he resisted and kicked a cop in the face with his boot. And the same cop was
at the station that night of this arrest. So he wanted to get even. Fucking
cops.
It won't be left
like this. I can assure you, we'll (me and other friends) get even. If you are
treated like this, I don't give a fuck, but when a friend of mine is, I give
a damn and do whatever I can about it.
The cops get away with everything they do, so why can't we? I should become
a cop. Sure I'll be corrupt, and I know it beforehand. This way I can help my
friends when they're in trouble. I'll get hold of an application, fill it in,
send it, and see how it turns out.
Do you want to do me a real favor? Trash the cops in you area, show them we
don't appreciate corruption, unless it is for your own good :)
(started 04-04-05)
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