I have been through quite a bit of hell in the last 10 years. I’m coming around to a new frame of mind. As I get older, it would seem that the time is coming for me to do the best that I can to help others. When I see Injustice going on in this world. I feel I should do my duty. And I should fight it. I owe this to the others who come after me. Because things are getting worse in our world. That is very obvious to those who can think. It gets that way because we let it.
Especially here in the United States of America. The population has become fat and lazy. They no longer have a will to fight. I mean, for god sakes even the armed forces is having a hard time recruiting. Our younger ones cannot pass the test. They cannot stand up for their country. And when push comes to shove. When someone says something that goes against their narrative, they want to call the cops. Are you kidding me?
Like the cops are going to take care of everything. Most of them are very young now. Do we expect them to have the knowledge of the ages. They have been trained to do one thing. And it’s not very nice. These days they are being trained to shoot and keep on shooting until the magazine is empty. Why is that? Is that really necessary? Why aren’t more people asking that?
Time after time, they shoot people full of holes who are not even armed. Sometimes when one starts shooting, the others join in spraying bullets all over the place. And Time after Time, they refuse to render assistance to those who are on the ground dying right at their feet. Leave it for someone else to clean up.
Late at night, this sort of thing continues to happen when the cameras are not rolling. Their brothers in arms will cover them even when they know it’s wrong. Because the good cops, cover their own asses, for their own safety. These so-called good cops, are they doing the right thing? Evidently so because all of their superiors stand up for the bad cops too. The only time the bad cops go down is when the cameras are rolling and they are caught in the act. Even then, their superiors and the union members will stand up for them until they cannot anymore.
Sometimes late at night when I am out there, I am scared to death of these freaks. And I am a white guy! I mean look around at some of these cops in the light of day. They got their hair all cropped on the top of their heads. Cut nice and short. They got tattoos going right up their necks. They’re all muscle bound from working out in their gym. They look just like skinheads! What kind of men are these?
There have been times, late at night when I’ve had some of these brutes on top of me. I’m down on the ground in the street. I am there because they put me there because that’s what they want to do. It’s called domination. You don’t say everything that they want to hear. And they just gang up on you and put you down. Then they are all over you like some kind of an octopus. And they’re pushing and pulling on every muscle and tendon in your body. Doing damage to you that will not show. They holler – stop resisting. They all holler at the same time. It is a cacophony of noise. Whatever you may be trying to say is drowned out by all of their noise. You try to holler – I am not resisting. But they do not hear that. They keep it up until they are done with you.
And if you manage to survive all of that. They yank you up to your feet. Then proceed to march you around. Oh, did I forget to mention that you are already handcuffed. These coward cops are no better than uniformed gangbangers themselves. They will injure your body in ways that will remain with you for all the rest of your life. They do this because they want to. They do this because they can.
Oh yes, we all hear these stories about drug addled offenders who have all this strength and these cops must fight them with everything that they have. But there are many others, ones like me who are not fighting them. We just said the wrong thing to them after being insulted up one side and down the other by them. They instigated the situation. Because that is what they do, late at night.
Do any of you remember The Highwaymen from the days of old? They would come upon you on their horses. And you are ust riding along the dusty trail, minding your own business. Then they rob you and maybe kill you. Some of these DUI cops who work late at night, remind me of them. When you are out there, there’s no one to help you.
Some of the bad cops are equal opportunity offenders. They don’t care who you are, what color you are or anything else. They are there to offend you. Make no mistake about it. Try to defend yourself try to say something to them that they do not like. Then you are ordered down onto your knees. And if you do not comply quick enough. You are prostrate on the asphalt or the gravel or whatever it is. Does not matter. Then they will be on top of you. Working with those handcuffs, prolonging it prolonging it. Digging those knees and elbows into you.
But here is the problem. You are not some drug addled offender. You were just a citizen trying to go home. But they are going to make it into so much more. You have no idea what is coming. They are going to be bringing you into the criminal world. You may be an abiding citizen or a veteran such as myself but that no longer matters. They got you now.
On this night, they will take everything that you have from you. And they will kidnap you and they will haul you away. And they will take you to a place, where you do not want to be. And where you should absolutely not be. They will take you into the criminal world. They will take you to a place and they will do things to you that should not be allowed in this great country of ours.
And so now, it is time for me to speak to all of you who have friends and relatives who are in law enforcement and you feel that they are good guys. That may very well be. And good on them. But I speak of the darker side here. It is most certainly out there.
What happens will be so demeaning that you will say – no it is not so. But oh yes it is. But I need to say this, right now I’m just talking about the enforcers.
And there is so much more for me to say. And that will be for another time. But allow me to say this …
Up above them, there is a whole other level. Many of these ones wear suits and ties, they have great haircuts and everything else you would ever want to see. They look nice and smell nice. And they tell you things. They tell you that – we are here to help you. We are here to make things safer for you.
They are snakes.
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Great post