Friday, April 07, 2006

How Many Crimes Does It Take?

What the fuck? If I pulled that crap I'd be in jail.

A man with a loaded unregistered pistol rammed his car thrugh a security gate at an Air Force Base. The car was stopped by automatic emergency gates. Despite overwhelming odor of alcohol the driver was not tested for DUI. A powder believed to be cocaine was also found but not tested to identify the compound. I've lost count as to how many laws were broken. The driver was released with no criminal charges filed. The driver was an illegal immigrant.

I guess if you break the one law the federal government doesn't feel like enforcing you're free to break any other law with total impunity.

6 Comments:

Blogger Kevin Wolf said...

The article is refreshingly up front about why the won't jail him. They'd have to pay for his medical bills.

We're all in line for this treatment, someday. Whatever it takes NOT to pay medical bills...

Apr 6, 2006, 10:00:00 PM  
Blogger TommyOkktane said...

Last year a woman drove her car into my house at 5:30 in the morning (on Labor Day weekend, no less) and, despite exhibiting criminally strange behavior (she was rambling, incoherent, bug-eyed, jittery, tried driving off despite half her car deposited on our front steps, asked my dad repeatedly for a cigarette) the police gave her no field sobriety test nor did they charge her with anything. When my mom, incredulously pissed that the cops had the audacity to give her a ride back to her house, why they didn’t bother giving her an FST, the cop replied “I didn’t smell any alcohol.”

The official report was “impaired driving” because she claimed her dog jumped on her lap. Which is a legit claim and all if it wasn’t for the evidence suggesting that she swiped two trees AND took out our fence lengthwise (about 90 yards worth of contact) before crashing into our front stairs. Usually when a dog jumps on your lap, you have a tendency to, you know, brake.

Lesson to be learned is drinking and driving is a no-no, but everything else is OK to Beverly cops.

Apr 7, 2006, 8:44:00 AM  
Blogger Dean ASC said...

My question is who was she? Could she have been someone wealthy? Is it likely that the cops have encountered her before?

Statistically speaking, between 10pm and 1am drunk drivers are 1 in 10. Between 1am and 6am that number jumps to 1 in 4.

I really wish we could sue the police for malpractice when they clearly are not doing their basic duty. There really needs to be a standard protocol for every accident between midnight and sunrise. The police have no excuse.

Apr 7, 2006, 9:31:00 AM  
Blogger TommyOkktane said...

Our initial reaction, given the Farms location and officers’ handling-with-kid-gloves actions, was that she must be from money. Sadly, this wasn’t even the case. She was just some woman that lived in a Farms apartment with her boyfriend with no immediate last name ties coming to mind.

Of course this gross negligence on the behalf of the police wasn’t an isolated incident; about a year prior a cable company employee came to fix the cable boxes in our house. After spending a strange amount of time in the basement (claiming there was a faulty out-to-in connection from outside), he left without having fixed anything. Next morning my mother was taking a shower and heard this repetitively loud clanging coming from the backyard door leading to the basement. She went downstairs and found the same guy trying to break into the house, crowbar and sawzall in hand. (I have to admit, long after the fact, the image of a guy breaking in with a crowbar is too funny in a Home Alone sort of way). Obviously surprised to find someone home, he jumped into his truck and left. My mother called the police to report the break-in, giving the police the guy’s name and company he worked for. About an hour later one officer arrives at the scene, surveys the crowbar damage to the outer basement door and proceeds to ask my mother if she was sure that she didn’t let him in.

Yeah, “let him it”. It’s on the police report and everything.

My mom politely told the police officer that if she had “let him in”, it probably would have been through the front door like normal people and there wouldn’t be crowbar marks and a busted lock on the basement door.

Needless to say after both these incidents my mother fired off letters to anybody within earshot about the incompetence of the Beverly Police Department. (It also didn’t help that this was around the time that internal auditors found the BPD to be one of the most mismanaged and poorly-run departments in the state.) She got two letters back; one from Tierney thanking her for bringing this problem to light and another from the Beverly Police Department basically suggesting that next time trouble occurs to be patient and helpful to officers.

Apr 7, 2006, 4:44:00 PM  
Blogger Dean ASC said...

What you need is a last name like Santamaria. It's all over Beverly including on the front of a nice large church down the street from your bank. Then the police would be sucking your metaphorical dick.

Apr 7, 2006, 8:26:00 PM  
Blogger Dean ASC said...

Well, your mothers metaphorical dick.

Apr 7, 2006, 8:27:00 PM  

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