Alrighty, I’m back…
Small town life agrees with me much and I’ve found myself not wanting to interrupt my bike rides, gym time, family dinner time, etc. with things like this:
Hell, after seing that my local newspaper has a police reports section like this and after witnessing two cops HELPING someone instead of arresting him, it seemed easy to stop being a pissed off blogging cunt. I mean, even though there are some bullshit drug possession charges, a good many of charges in my area are for theft and assault and the records seem sort of transparent. It’s hard to bitch about that kind of thing.
But, here I’m am expanding my geographical horizon and asking WTF??? I’ve been in Shreveport, LA twice in the last 5 days; once on my way to visit the kiddos and grandbabies and the other time to deposit a few dollars into the local gambling industry. Normal procedure to turn off the camera when a suspect refuses to take a DWI test?
Wouldn’t it make more sense to leave it on to document the suspect’s “out of control to the point of falling on two fists” drunkenness?
Glad you’re back. Call me this evening if you get a chance (not now; I’m in the library).
-p