"Code 9" For The Public?

     The police have a code called Code 9 when they are in need of assistance.  This brings the entire force running to help the officer in need.
       Why don't citizens have a "Code 9" for when they are in danger from violence from a police officer? 
      All of us have read the stories of people calling 9-11 on the police and we read how it only added to the #s of people harming this victim and giving more people in the courtroom to tell a jury their actions were "just and necessary".  We know these situations are emensly dangerous to the citizen and we need a way to know we can be protected from these situations and have a rescue as quick as the police claim that they will respond to a need of help.
      Maybe we could push for legislation to have a force displined to save someone being harmed or killed by police before it is too late.  Maybe"Homeland Security" could have a unit that polices police or an all new unit to protect those 5xs more likely to be killed by police than terrorists?
       Will we really do something to save ourselves, or will we let things go as they are for as long as we are told we are "safe"?
       I doubt many in Germany during the 1940's thought things were as bad as they were till they were forced to see what their blind obedience did.

Homeland Security Officer Threatened Me For Wanting a Safer Homeland

       I reported some instances to him that I'd had a gun to my head on occasions that I felt were not acts that one could feel safe knowing who committed them.  I needed to inform someone in authority.  I wanted my homeland a safer place to be in.  This report (to a man of authority) who could do something about it; instead found my information to be a "threat" and "harassment".

He said:
"I am a consultant for Homeland security and a retired Kansas City officer. You contact me again with a message or threat and I will have you arrested for stalking and harassment. Any comment you leave in the open on a public forum".

       Another sad case of of the Police State hiding behind false titles of protection of the people.  They don't want to protect anyone but their fellow officers and they prove this nearly daily when they harm, rob, harass, kill, and torture us.
      I believe most of us would be shocked by statistics showing lives taken (or imprisoned) vs. lives saved or protected by men and women armed so heavily they look more like soldiers than the peace officers they claim themselves to be in media/entertainment propaganda.
        Have we become such an easily lead society that we believe these false claims of protection?  Do we really believe that a media who is bed fellows with the offices and officers would (in all actuality) report without bias?  All when the people they are getting their information from hold all the cards and evidence?  We allow this group to give us our information and don't even seem to blink that they would be hurting themselves to turn on the other and we are none the wiser when they hold information back from us....?
       Will we start to see them as dangerous and stop funding them?  Are we too afraid?  Are we like so much of Europe during the 1940's, 50's, and Africa?
      We stand by and let their horrible acts of violence keep us from taking a stand, voting against their funding, and making the public aware through any means necessary.  We live in an interconnected world and still fear to reach out or shake a boat. 
     Death by cop is a horrible way to die that is usually simply described by the media as "A police shooting".  Let us go into what the experience really is:
       A "suspect" (or victim) is picked and is shot with as much ammunition as the weapon will hold.  (There have been reported instances of officers reloading and continuing their assault after they have run one clip dry even after the suspect has shown no sign of anything but being in the throws of death.)  Then, while bleeding form numerous bullet wounds the victim is violently slammed onto their chest, has their hands aggressively restrained behind their backs with metal restraints, and stood upon as they convulse with the loss of blood to their vital organs and die a horrific and painful death.

       To me, this is one of the most violent and horrific deaths anyone could have to go through. All while their executioner wears a patch that claims to "Serve and Protect" and these acts would find anyone else on death row.
        In my world view, I see this act of murder as one of the vilest and most fully preventable types of horrific brutality and death that lives with legal protection. We live in a country we call free and brave.  It is cowardice and blind hatred that puts the lives of the average citizen at far greater risk than that of a "terrorist's attack".  For me, this threat of violence to ourselves and our families is far more a common reality than the fears put into us from the media.  It is a common statistic that a US citizen is 8 times more likely to die from an attack from a police officer than a terrorist. 
       But maybe, just maybe, someday the people will take a stand and stop this statistic from remaining true.  Maybe we can go to a time when we can feel protected by our police force instead of feeling a need to fear them.

Occupy is Opening the Eyes of the Citizens to Police Brutality

        I hate to see those harmed who are trying to make a difference.  The Occupiers are doing their best to try to bring accountability to those committing grievous white collar crime; and to gain livable wages to those who are the working backs and hands of the United States economy.  I have not been able to risk arrest for practicing my civil rights, but I do give all the support that I can to those taking those taking the risks that I can not.
        I know the intent of those occupying the cities through-out America was not to open the eyes of the world to the corruptions, and violence, of the law enforcement of those cities; but they are succeeding.  It saddens me to see those who are giving all they are able to give being physically and legally harmed for practicing the rights "protected" in the Bill of Rights.  We are seeing the sidestepping of the legality of many of these rights by law enforcement.
        I am not sure the media's twisting of the truths make these injustices totally open to the public.  We can only hope it will assist in the assistance of fixing this flawed system of 'protection'.   A dream come true would be the prison sentences handed down to those violent law enforcement agents who cared not for the physical well-being of those in protest.
        Most of my readers know that I was jailed for being the 'wrong religion' in a small town.  Don't sit back and also allow peaceful protest and your freedom of speech to be crushed as my right to freedom of religion was.  We must stop the corruption and crushing of our rights and United States citizens.

Harm another one, Officer!

      I'm Finding it very interesting that one can find stats of how many officers have been harmed in the line of duty, but one can never find the definite numbers of people harmed by them!  Looks more and more like a police-state-of-affairs to me!  The USA Today let us know that fewer and fewer officers are getting harmed at work.  (This is great news!)  But they do not mention that the # harmed by officers has had a gross increase in the same span of time!  The punishment for officers who inflict harm onto victims has also decreased greatly.  We need to hold them accountable while we still have a voice.  If we wait around too much longer we will not be able to right the wrong.  Let us stand and use the freedoms that this country was founded on.

Why?

A story has broken out of two Kansas City Police officers who have spent over a year in jail because of a shooting that took place in a park they were patrolling. The story goes that they were patrolling the park when a gun man opened fire on them. He charged at them while continuing to fire on the officers, and the officers returned fire, killing the man. The main evidence in their favor is footage taken from the squad car. It shows that this man was coming after them, and they were firing back in self-defense.


That! Is the reason we give police the right to carry guns! They were protecting their own lives from a man who was trying to harm them. These police did not act maliciously or try to inflict harm as their first, minute provocation. Their firing on this man was in self defense.

Why did this go this far into the trial procedures? I loved that they saw jail time like any other citizen would have. But, a year later they are just getting cleared? They had footage of a man firing on them while running towards them. Unless there were other elements to the story (like not trying to get a hold of emergency medical assistance, or shooting at him when he was down and no longer a visible threat) this seems exceccive.   By what I have found, these officers used lethal force when it was a serious incident where their own lives were at serious risk.

I found all of this asinine! Especially when one is to consider the numbers of times police have shot someone in the back and killed them.  Or when they killed an unarmed individual because they were scared. Or when a minor is killed when nonlethal force could have/should have been used. Or the instances where a loved one calls for assistance because someone they cherish is suicidal; but the police do not try to help this person save their life, but shoot them instead. With all of these cases where justice was not served, and innocent members of our society were killed by those sworn to protect us, tax dollars and court time have been wasted on a case that should have never gone on this long. These officers have had the one commodity that can never be returned to them, taken from them. (Time)

I wrote this article from my true feelings. For all those who try to use a broad brush and paint me as a “cop hater”, I am not. All I ask for is justice and accountability of those who take the oath to serve and protect the community and citizens where they serve. They should never be rewarded for instilling fear onto those in their jurisdiction or killing them without serious cause.

If an officer kills out of anything but self defense they should see the consequences of their actions. And when we have good cops, who got into bad positions, let’s not make them wish that they did not defend themselves. Let us not keep good cops off the streets because of politics, or a lack of "brotherly love" within the police fraternity. Real “Blind Liberty” Justice needs to return. It was what our country was founded upon, and we need to return to it, one step at a time, with each and every day making us closer and closer to that goal.

Near Death and Thoughts

How interesting the change is. I remember being high school. I may not have looked the part of the nerd; but to know me, I was. I played in the band, spent almost all of my free time in my room reading a book, practicing the bass trombone, reading pen-pal letters, writing letters to pen-pals, or listening to music, if not doing a combination of all of these things. But most of my time was taken up by school and church. In both I played in the musical groups. If it was music, a Christian organization, or both I was involved. The whole time I was questioned about what I believed and how I could. If they encouraged me (in the collective student body I was a part of) it was to tear me down when I was not around, or when they thought I was out of earshot.

As I grew, I took more interest in things that did not just praise a man who was said to live in the sky and be the reason I was going to spend my after-life in the sky with him, I started to study psychology and Eastern Religion/philosophy. (They are intertwined exclusively because their practice is mysticism.) I learned the pleasant feelings one feels during the “religious experience” are only chemical releases in the brain. This same effect can be found in non religious people when they go to a musical concert. The combinations of the number of people in the congregation, the words used by those leading, the volume level and timbers of the music, and personal psychologies can practically be calculated to have the same (or nearly same, so it does not seem preordained by man) effect each time. It’s that warm, ‘loved’ feeling that comes about during the service. Of course, it will be stated that it is not always there...

But, I stated that personal psychologies are a large contributing factor. If one is not in the correct mind set, this effect cannot be achieved. This same point of conjecture has been used many times during church services; I had been to, to explain that god was not always as present in their lives. Their lack of religious experience was said to be due to not perfectly adhering to the specific dogmas of their denomination. In all actuality they were just not in the correct mindset to be hypnotized by the service.

Taking information like this, and other reading and studies I had done lead me to look elsewhere. (Not to mention actually reading the book Christianity bases itself on.) Once I got to college, I met a beautiful blond who had a genius level intellect and was practicing Buddhism. It seemed from our first time hanging out; we were meant to be best friends forever. She taught me parts of the world I had been long sheltered from. She helped to teach me of the things I had only read of in books. And when I was lucky, we would get to experience brand new things together.

Through new experiences and interactions I continued to grow and learn. Not all of these new experiences were good. A few were: working places full of drug addicts, being without any transportation other than my feet, and having my life threatened by those who are sworn to sever and protect lives. But in each I took away from it a great wealth. I saw why I never wanted to get into drugs, on a second hand basis, and learned the hard way about car care and when one is getting ripped off by a mechanic and what it was like to look at death.

During these hard times I had one very near death experience. (I have written elsewhere about the near death experience, so I won’t go into that here.) But several times I had my life threatened by those who wear a badge and carry a gun. Such as one time I was stranded on the side of the road.

My car was stuck in a mud hole, and no matter what I did I could not get out of it. I tried going forward and back ward but my car would not budge. When trying to get my car unstuck didn’t work I tried knocking on the doors of the businesses in the area. But it was late and no one was in. I started home on foot...

A while later a car stopped behind me. Being grateful that any one stopped, I turned, and looked at the vehicle for a moment, I walked towards the car. I was going to lean into the passenger side window, and see what the driver may offer as help. Before I got that far I had a mag-light and the barrel of a service pistol pointed in my face! I barely heard what the fat ass was saying for the fact that I was shitting myself from the shear shock and the extreme use of force!

After yelling that I was totally unarmed and that I was just stuck up the road (To which he told me he had already seen) he had me get into his patrol car and we went back to where my car was. He did not helping me get my car out of the mess, but he accused me of trying to break into ever building in the area. He proceeded to check ever last door and window for any sign of break-in in the whole area! Thankfully there was no indication of the sort inflicted by anyone because he would have pinned it on me!

It was easy to see that I had been driving, unable to tell that the mud puddle was a perfectly still pool and not a paved area. The lack of adequate lighting only exacerbated the problem. Plus I was rather angry that the fat fuck never indicated that he was a police officer till after he told me to get in his car. He did not have his cop lights on, or said he was the police even while pointing a loaded weapon at me!

Then there was the time my wife got out of the hospital. She was in a crash she was lucky to come away from. And after the shoddy care she got at the hospital, was lucky to be alive. As part of her recovery regiment she was told to walk as often as she could. I worked nights, so when I got off we went for walks. Though usually never a problem...

This night was a mistake! The college kids had just come back from mom and dad’s basement and were parting at full tilt. One reject decided his lack of being able to get laid due to lack of people skills, attractiveness, and any form of respect for any one needed to be taken out on the next person his drunken ass laid eyes on. He passed my wife and me on a bike, and started whistling and saying that he wanted to join us for a three some and loved how cute a lesbian couple we were. As he got closer he saw that I was, in reality, a guy and proceeded to tell me I was gay... Nearly perplexed, I turned and yelled to him, “You, being a guy, whistling to a guy, and telling him how cute he is, is gay. I am holding hands with my wife that you just thought was SOOOOOO hot. That makes me not gay.”

This infuriated this pink shirted bastard to no end. Trying to seem like a bad ass, he circled us while riding a girl’s bike. He kept taunting me, telling me my wife was a whore, and begging me to fight him. Then he got off of his bike and started to tell me to throw the first punch. I’m pretty annoyed by this point. But, mostly, I am worried about my wife, who still feels bad and has not even been able to return to work, let alone was in a state to fight with some drunken fat ass. As this sad joke continues to play out, I was starting to wonder what I would do if this turned into something real. I didn’t wanna get my butt kicked; but if I beat him up I’d be up for assault charges. I tried to play it cool, but when he shoved my wife out of the way and went for my throat, I shoved him away and my hand brushed past my phone! I didn’t usually carry it with me because a phone call during a walk seems to end its serenity. But finding that I had not taken it out of my pocket was a great relief.

I took it out and dialed the police. Once he heard who I was calling he tried to run off. In the attempt to mount the bike, he fell onto it three different times. After he had ridden away the police got there and surrounded my wife and me with guns drawn. They were yelling at me to stay where I was and not to move. It took five times for me to convince this guy that I called for him to help me!
After this long, and nearly pointless, exchange of words I eventually convinced this dense, gun totting, hack that I was in need of assistance; not to be shot! He then gets a message on his radio that they got the guy who attacked my wife and me and needed us to identify him.

When we get there the pink shirt is crying like a child and waving his arms around like some kindda nut. The driver asks us if that is him, and we tell him it is. He gets out of the patrol car and talks to the other officers at the scene. The pink shirt attacker is lifting up his shirt and showing some injury that is bleeding. After seeing this, the officer who drove us there walks up to me and demands that I give him my knife. I don’t have a knife, and I tell him so. I told him the pink shirt guy fell on his bike several times trying to get away. But, no matter what I said he was not convinced, and took me to the station. I spent all night in a cell, got finger printed, had to give a statement, and tell them I started the fight before they would let me go! Then, I had to meet with one of the university higher-ups to plead my case to him to remain a student! All that for asking the police to help me! I have never done that again! (As a side note, I later found out that the bike the guy was on was stolen from some local girl.)

Of late I have been talking with people I went to high school with. Most of them have kids, families, careers, and a new found love for Jesus! These same people were the ones who made fun of me for doing the same thing when I was immature and naive durring high school. Now it is the greatest thing that has ever happened in their lives. They LOVE Jesus and will not stop talking about how amazing he is and the paradise that awaits them. Nor do they stop persecuting those who do not believe what they do, constantly saying that hell awaits anyone who doesn’t believe just like them.

I cannot help but to just look at what they type and wonder what happened. These people should be wiser than this. Many of them went to good schools where logic and reason are taught. But now they insist upon an ideology far removed from logic. Back in high school they had a more firm concept of A+B=C types of logical proofs. They have regressed from where they were in their teens! And call me a fool!

I have been the one who has nearly died and had his live threatened several times. (By the “good guys”.)I have not finished a degree. (I really want to.) I have done all I can not to settle into life and become complacent; to learn and to be what I have dreamed to be and to not let my dreams fall away and die... But I am called a fool to no longer believe -the 2000 year old zombie who only showed himself to friends after being reanimated- story. Shouldn’t I be the one wishing and hoping for pipe dreams of paradise because I have come so close to seeing my life blinked out of existence? I have not quite gotten to that place I have always wanted to achieve. Shouldn’t I just want to sit around waiting for paradise to come to me? After all that has happened, that would seem the most logical, right? But that is not what I have chosen to do. I will continue to fight and rally for all that I want and desire. I will never give up.

But, I will end with saying that maybe what is logical is to say that they now have to hold onto these pipe dreams. Because if these dreams are true, it will be the only thing that will ever happened to them.

Chair Legs, Duct Tape, Cops, and Strays? Where did that come from?

The police might have been tipped off by people in fear. It is not a 1st time this has come about. Fear of the unknown has always been used as a means to control the people. In the Dark Ages it was any one who opposed the Pope. During the time leading up to World War II those to fear were the Jews. During World War II, in The United States, it was anyone of oriental decent. Fear of Blacks and Hispanics, by whites, have lead to false arrests and convictions based on racial prejudices.

All of these lead to horrible occurrences. The Pope led The Crusades. Fear of the Jews caused mass exterminations of them, during World War II, at the hands of the Nazis. Fear of oriental people caused the building and use of concentration camps in the United States; with false convictions of minorities blemishing the face of the United States Judicial system. Of course I could go into many more cases, but I feel the greatest threat to liberty and freedom now is the lack of true freedom of religion in the United States. Most of this comes from the fear emanating from the citizens who are ignorant of other religion. They fear what they do not know.

My old band, The Hyred Goons, would put up fliers promoting our shows with satanic imagery to try to help us gain interest on the campus and in the community. Although we laughed about how cheesy they were our newest bassist made a comment that maybe they were taken seriously. Though we laughed at him, he felt that there was a really good chance that several of those fliers were actually on file at the police department. He knew firsthand what it was like to be feared from ignorance.

Back just before I knew him, he had been pulled out of his car and put on the ground at rifle point because “He looked like someone the police were looking for”. They tore his whole car up looking for drugs that he never had. (At that time in his life, he never imbibed alcohol on any occasion; let alone any other drug.) But because his hair is long and he wears a full faced beard he had to be scary and a criminal. No one took the time to care that that look was simple a family look that had been passed on for generations, and in all those generations, they have been very law abiding citizens. But this did teach him to fear those who carry guns.

Even as a band we were harassed by the police. Each time we got done with a rehearsal we would go for a walk around the town. We used this as a great opportunity to be together and in that time we learned a great deal about the town in which we lived in. We found the caves that were used in the Underground Railroad, we got to see the old courthouses, houses, and learn about them from the historical markers in front of them. Almost all of our walks were educational in some way. We would learn about each other, the town, or unexplored parts we’d never seen with our own eyes. One day we learned a great deal about the police.

We were talking one of our walks around town and it was Spring Cleaning for many people. They had a ton of things out at the curb. Some of it was still useful and we picked some of it up as we were on our way. Also, a dog decided to follow us on our walk.

This dog loved to walk right into oncoming traffic. It was as if the thing should have been a moth. When it saw light, there it went, right into the middle of the road so that he could be hit without any extra effort on the part of the driver. But, being the animal lovers we were, or at least not wanting to see an animal killed in front of us, we did all we could to keep this poor, dumb animal out of direct harm’s way.

One of the vehicles that we tried to save it from was a police car. We did all that we could to keep it out of the road, this included surrounding it so it was blocked from the street. As the car drove on our friend said, “I bet he’s turning around and calling for back-up”. We laughed about it. But sure enough, that is what happened. The officer stopped and told us to come to the car as another patrol vehicle come to a stop at the top of the hill. We were surrounded.

This officer took each one of us aside and asked us everything he could think of. (Not very much...) He asked us what we were doing with that dog. Though he suggested we were peeing on it, we simply said, “He keeps following us. We have never seen him before in our lives.” He asked my wife what drugs she was on and where they were. (She has never been a drug user.) He searched me. (For drugs or weapons and found nothing.) He asked what I was doing with the things I had picked up. “He’s just a pack rat and thinks he could make use of it. It was in their trash and no mess was made.” After not finding anything he could use against us, he finally allowed us to be away from his halitosis that even the gum he was chewing could not cover up.

Although harassed and belittled, it did give us the name of our album “Chair Legs, Duct Tape, Cops, and Strays” which we released on June sixth of 2006.

Go to: The Hyred Goons web page to hear it,

Swine Flu and how it can be worked on.

This is the newest epidemic. It is killing and causing irreputable damage to its victims. Those it affects will never be the same again and those that are most affected are the poor, the minorities, and those who are just different and stand out. But this is a preventable disease!

The down turned ecomony has much to do with what has come. The lack of $ in many areas has helped in the increase of this Swine Flu. The economic crunch has affected every one, not-with-standing, law enforcement. No money can be lost at any cost, convictions are a must at any cost; even if this means changing evidence and making false arrests. As long as the conviction is found nothing else matters. This has become a greater problem because the monthly quotas became weekly quotas that are much tougher to meet.

Of course, this becomes even more detramental when Swine Flu kills. This is greatly preventable, just as much as any disease that can be avoided, especially when so many non-lethal practices exist. (This of course could bring up the questions of whether being killed or permanently maimed is the better way to go.) But when it does take a victim what should be done? (Sean Bell any one?) What should happen to those who kill but have been used to immunity?

This immunity should be taken away from them. These purpetraitors should be treated like any one else who has had to take the same actions. If one has a carry and conceal permit, and is forced to use the gun that they carry in self defence, the police still arrive and this person is taken to the local jail. There they are questioned and usually held till an investigation takes place. This should also be true of those speading Swine Flu. They should be held in the general population of the jail untill an investigation has taken place and every one (who can be) has been thoughly investigated.

It does not take some one with an imagination to know what happends to a police officer when they go to jail. But knowing this is where they will go should make them think before inflicting another fatal infection of Swine Flu.

To Serve and Protect.

To serve and protect. That is the job of law enforcement. It is on their badges and they swear to this when they take the job. Before the court of law and every one in attendance they say that they will serve and protect. But how is this the case when they inflict harm onto a citizen?
When one is unconscious and the authorities have been called in for assistance to help the unconscious person they should not handcuff him. How is this ethical or sane to restrain some one who is unconscious? Then proceed to hit him and abuse him in “attempts to awaken him??” Slamming some one who is unconscious against the floor while they are in handcuffs should be the last thing that is done to them. If the ‘authority’ who is there to serve and protect if further inflicting harm onto some one who is of no threat and can not resist or defend themselves they are not doing what they are called to do.

This gross act of misconduct was inflicted upon me several years ago by the Warrensburg police department. If you have been reading my blogs regularly you read “Isn't it strange how some 1 you know can have such a great impact on you....?” I stated in that blog that there was more to that story. Well here it is.

My wife found me on the floor. I was hardly breathing and lying in a pool of my own vomit. She tried to roust me and when she could not she tried to carry me. When she was unable to do either one of these things she called 9-11 for assistance. They told her to leave. She believed that dispatch knew what they were doing and her being outside could help to signal the emergency vehicles.

Once they arrived the police went in to our apartment and did not allow her to come in. A long time later they called in an ambulance and then assisted me to medical assistance. Even after my arrival to the emergency room she was not allowed to see me until she threatened to barge into where I was with or with out their permission.

If you are near Warrensburg and in need of assistance please keep this story forever in mind.