The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
for the times they are a-changin.
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
for the times they are a-changin.
Where are we going and what are we doing in this handbasket?
We are totally screwed, part 2198.
You think SWAT teams are upset at being used as unpaid assassins for Leftists who want their “enemies” silenced? Just wait ’til SWATting morphs into a way of getting at the State operatives, instead of the innocent homeowners.
Screw Godwin. Without our consent, there is a massive law enforcement apparatus being created, much akin to the Gestapo, whose primary purpose is to stifle dissent and roust those who insist upon exercising personal responsibility and autonomy without deference to the nanny state. See, e.g. this and the videos referenced therein.
Just curious, but who are the superiors inthe Cincinnati police force who twice tried and failed to assasinate him?
I’m assuming that in Cincinnati, “assassination” has a definition parallel to but not quite like the one most of us understand.
Kind of like with “chili.”
Hey now! Some of us like kidney beans a chili seasonings in our spaghetti sauce.
real drug dealers should strap explosive vest on their dogs that explode if hit with gunfire.
Regular home owner can have a vest with a car alarm like device that goes off if you shoot the dog “warning, macho asshole just shot me, warning you will now burn in Hell, warning, what you are not going to shoot the cat for good measure?” as humiliating as possible.
Swatting the “Garden of Eden.”
Sorry about the moran-acy. I didn’t look at the author.
From this it appears that they wanted to cite the place for code violations and used a SWAT team drug warrant raid as cover for a raid by the city code enforcement police. Get everybody handcuffed and under control and then the code guys come in and confiscate about ten tons of whatever they didn’t like.
I guess in Texas even the old hippies are too scary for the normal police.
I was with him until this line:
It’s because of the biggest failed social experiment in this country’s history, the Drug War.
Maybe that was one of the first places the abuses started, maybe, but in this day and age, it can be about anything.
Our government is reaching a point where their methods of “enforcement” are intolerable whether the laws make sense or not. I wouldn’t want a SWAT team taking out any criminal of any stripe unless there was some sort of imminent danger from a more conventional arrest (sniper actively taking shots or someone setting a big bomb). The risks are simply too high.
Video: The freaky deaky “SWAT schoolbus drill” clip
The Drug War got the PDs their expensive toys.
The “let’s use a SWAT team to issue parking tickets: ‘ON THE FLOOR, MOTHERFUCKER!'” attitude is a result of having all those keen toys, but not nearly enough Hostage Situations to justify them.
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Personal story of Excessive Policing: The guy who used to own my house was apparently a scumbag of some sort; lots of random scary-looking legal correspondence came to the house for years after he’d sold it. I think a particularly bright light might have fallen behind one of the envelopes one time, and I accidentally noticed something about “child support” but maybe not. Anyway, one morning about 3 years after I bought the house, there’s six police cars parked in front of the house, and about 10 cops, a couple of which were banging on the door. Luckily my wife answered, and convinced them to go away. If I’d have had to talk to them, there might have been ‘a scene’.
Point being: they sent basically every cop in the township to arrest one non-violent dude who owed his ex-wife some child-support money. No APCs – though I’m sure they would have brought one if they had one.
“Point being:”
they are so incompetent they didn’t check whether the house was still owned by the party they were looking for.
I once got a parking ticket on my demo when I was selling Hondas. I threw it in the glove box and unfortunately forgot all about it when I sold the car a week or so later. The local borough called the dealership and my GM told me to drive over and pay the ticket, which I did. On my way out of the station, I got ambushed by the cop who wrote the ticket. Dude was about 6’5″, so about a foot taller than me. He was wearing knee boots, a smokey the bear hat and a squeaky Sam Browne belt and started leaning over me and hollering about the ticket. Bristling his mustache at me and spitting while he was yelling. I told him to chill, that I paid the damned ticket, already. He screamed that I didn’t pay it in a timely manner. I told him I forgot about it and came down to make them whole. He screamed some more about how that was a pretty expensive “forget” on my part. (The fine doubled from $10 to $20. Big deal.) I told him “So? I paid it.” He huffed and puffed at me and I swear he looked like he’d have smacked me if we weren’t in the station house and stomped off into a different room.
I turned around and asked to see the Chief and proceeded to throw him under the bus and threatened to file a complaint with the County. The Chief fell all over himself apologizing, but I’ve never looked at the cops the same way again. It’s a good thing I’m a boring straight arrow, I tells ya.
I’d make some joke about the broken windows theory on steroids.
Except it’s not.
And there’s nothing funny about it.
leigh, I would have paid money to watch that confrontation. You just don’t strike me as the fainting couch type.
The police will only be effective until the citizenry remembers that they outnumber the cops, about 100-1.
When that day comes, There Will Be Blood. I am not advocating it, I am predicting it. (What the hell, even Cassandra got a kicking…)
Blake, I think that’s why he was losing his shit. I was dressed in a red business suit and pumps, so I stood up to my full height in high heels of 5’6″ and called his bluff without raising my voice. The little receptionist was chortling behind her hand in her bulletproof glassed office space.
umm, leigh, 5″ 6″ in heels? So, 5′ 3″ on a good day? Maybe 5′ 4″?
I have to admit, it’s always screamingly funny when a little thing gets her dander up and puts the would be bully in his place.
5’4″ unless I’m slouching.
Dude was about 6’5?, so about a foot taller than me.
Y’all grow your meter-maids supersized out there… and they’ve apparently got testicles as well. Damndest thing!
That incident took place in Reading, PA, John. So YOUR state is at fault.