Have you heard we can solve all our cop problems with cops wearing body cameras that they can’t switch off when they wish, oh wait, they can turn them off when they wish.
So do cops want to wear body cameras? Doesn’t seem so.
The last time I recall a cop doing me any good was in 1953 when one gave me a ride home from school in a snow storm.
Barack Obama’s stimulus plan got our subdivision new streets and curbs. I wrote a letter to the editor suggesting we name the main drag Barack Obama Blvd in respect for him paying the bill for us. The local newspaper printed the response that said by using my real name, if I was found out and about he would beat the crap out of me for suggesting such an unAmerican thing.
Hemingway…
The new fangled curbs have a very low slope and are about a foot wide. My neighbor across the street parks his F350 diesel in front of his house during the day. I was first to make the mistake of feeling pinched and parking my car up on the curb a bit so not to lose a sideview mirror. Got a parking ticket. We recently had the bathroom done, all four contractors got parking tickets for the same thing. Two visiting friend same story. They no longer visit. My dentist, an evangelical Christian stopped coming to his Thursday night bridge club down the street for fear that what with so many cops in the neighborhood with nothing to do, that they may stop him for the half a bottle of wine he shares with his wife there. I get DOG AT LARGE tickets for taking my old golden retriever from the front door to the car without a leash. No group of kids between the ages of 10 and 16 can walk the streets without being stopped and asked what they are up to. White kids. But somehow we had two tires of four different cars slashed one Friday night. Always slash two tires so a spare won’t help. That happened after my Barack Obama Blvd suggestion.