SSCC #62-#73–Orlando Police

Prosecutors have dropped attempted murder charges against a man who was shot in November by Orlando police officers who claimed he tried to ram them with his van.

The decision came after the Florida Department of Law Enforcement obtained surveillance video that appears to show an Orlando police pickup truck pushing the van into other officers’ vehicles.

But wait, there’s more… (Emphasis mine)

The FDLE forwarded its findings to the Orange-Osceola State Attorney’s Office, which dropped charges of attempted murder of a law enforcement officer and other serious felonies that could have led to life sentences. Prosecutors have decided to take no action against the officers.

So let me get this straight.  Cop A rams the citizen’s car into Cop B who then shoots claiming the citizen tried to run him over.  Seriously you can’t make crap like this up.  To then put the icing on the cake, they attempt to charge the man with attempted murder, which would have stuck had it not been for the surveillance tape.  Since the officers got busted lying, it doesn’t matter because it’s just business as usual.

Seriously no charges, none!?  Evidently anything and everything goes if you’re an Orlando police officer even if you get caught.  If you want some side income, become an Orlando PD officer and run a brothel.  If they don’t care about attempted murder, perjury, and unlawful use of force; why would they care about an officer running a brothel?

Every officer associated with this incident is guilty, due to the following, that ticker is rolling fast.

OPD is conducting an internal investigation of an undisclosed number of the dozen officers involved in the takedown in the Target parking lot on East Colonial Drive on the Sunday before Thanksgiving 2010.

State Sponsored Criminal Count: 73

Because when you feel the need to kill something, just stage the incident like you needed to use lethal force, it’s cool!

Via: Phssthpok in GBC

It Can’t Happen Here–Carson City, NV

Sadly, in Carson City Nevada, 3 people were killed, 2 being Guardsmen at IHOP and 8 people were injured.  Locals Barbecue and an H&R Block were also fired upon.  The shooter killed himself, putting the count at 4 dead

"This happens in third-world countries, not here," Swagler said.

This is not limited to third world countries, look at what happened in Lakewood, WA and Fort Hood, TX.  What really bites and pours salt into open wounds is the fact that our men in the military cannot be armed while in uniform.

"I don’t know what’s happening to my city," Hunter said. "This happens in L.A. or Las Vegas but not here."

Tragedies such as this can happen anywhere.  They are not limited to high profile cities. Look at what happened in little ol’ Moscow, ID.  Loons are found everywhere.

H/T Weer’d Beard and TinCan Assassin

It Can’t Happen Here–New York City

Over the weekend, at the time of the Brooklyn parade, 46 people were shot.

"Last night was unbelievable," one source said yesterday. "I can’t remember a couple of hours like these since the days of crack."

This is New York people, home of some seriously high crime rates and a Brady score of 62/100.  No matter where you are located it can happen. 

How’s that gun control working for you Mayor Bloomberg?

Thunder on the Snake–Day 2

While laying fast asleep in my tent suddenly something jostles me awake demanding my undivided attention.  I listen and all the sudden I hear what sounds like rain pouring down on the tent.  I think to myself, “Interesting, there wasn’t any rain in the forecast.”  Then as quickly as the downpour started it stops.  Now I’m confused, wondering why a down pour would start and end so quickly out here.  Then the downpour begins again and the realization sets in, that’s no downpour, that’s a sprinkler.

I dive out of bed and spend the next 15 minutes keeping the sprinkler from hitting the tent anymore and finally the sprinkler recedes.  I won the battle, but I didn’t realize I was about to completely loose the war.  A second set turned on, one of which came up between the rainfly and the tent.  At this point I call it hopeless and tell the wife what’s going on.  The solution is to pack up and head out.  That’s exactly what we do.  At 0200 we start packing up all of our equipment back into our rig.

We get everything broken down by about 0230 at which point we face a new decision.  Head home and sleep in our bed, or go to the marina and sleep in the parking lot.  The bed would be comfortable, however we’d be liable to wake up late and not make it to the marina by 0700 when we have to be there.  We opt for the parking lot, our scheduled wake up time is only 3 hours out anyway, and it would take us 45 minutes to get home.  We arrive at the marina parking lot at about 0300 and proceed to make the best out of our makeshift accommodations.

At 0530 my phone alarm goes off, I turn it off and then look in the rear-view mirror.  I am greeted with the most wonderful situation at 0530 in the morning, a police cruiser parked behind me with an officer getting out to approach the vehicle.  The only thing I can think at this point is, “It’s too fucking early to deal with this shit.”  Cop comes up and asks what we’re doing in the parking lot.  We explain that the artificial rain system wrecked our camping accommodations and that we’re part of the safety boat crews for the races.  At this point I’m sure I looked less than thrilled because I was tired, annoyed, and ticked at the way the day was going.  He asks for our licenses, being so early, not in a threeper mood, and this not being an instance to start a battle over “stop an identify” we just hand them over.  I was screwed no matter what technically since I was in the drivers seat with a key in the ignition.  The wife I could have made a stink over since she was just sleeping in the passenger seat.  I am a chess man and understand the value of making sure to pick and choose your battles, this was NOT one of those times to start a battle.

He comes back a minute later, apologizing for waking us up, I say no problem and thank him.  Then the wife blurts out, “Oh, you’re carrying a Glock.”  In my head I’m going, “Oh shit, be cool, please be fucking cool.”  Since my gun was on my hip and I could be reasonably sure he’d be cool, but it was urban, not rural Idaho.  He responded with the standard info at which point she goes, “TMM’s more of an XD guy.”  Evidently he’s not a big Springfield fan, I follow up, “Glock doesn’t naturally point for me, natural aim puts rounds high.”  To which the wife then goes, “He prefers his 1911 though.”  At which point we had a three way praise session for the wonders of John Moses Browning.  He then asks, “So you all have your CPL’s right.”  My response, “Yup, woke my ass up morning for my 21st birthday to file for it.”  He chuckled, said good bye and told us to catch some sleep before the races.

After the 0700 crew meeting we all went to our respective boats.  My boat had been in the shop the night before due to a fuel line issue.  The boat finally arrived onsite at 0815.  I climbed in the boat while it was still on the trailer and started hooking up my radio gear.  By 0830 we were headed back up Hells Canyon.  Just north of Asotin though we found a pleasure craft stuck on a sandbar.  There was a US Forest Service boat next to us.  I radioed in that there was a pleasure craft aground on the course.  Due to time and safety concerns they needed to be removed.  The US Forest Service boat didn’t do it, we did.

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I wish the guy who was part of a camera crew headed upstream with us had filmed it.  We pulled them back down to the Asotin boat launch and put them ashore.

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Now with how far behind we are we start flying up the river.  Along the way I hear across the radios a boat being sent to Heller Bar to ferry someone to the finish line of the first leg.  I promptly radio in to tell the other boat to stay on station and Boat 15 will take care of it.  Then there was a large amount of traffic regarding where the race official was, and his ETA.  We arrived at Heller bar at about 0930.  Our captain gave a drop dead time of 0955.  When that time rolled around, I radioed in that he can swim up stream, we can NOT wait any longer.  Boat 15 then headed to its position at the top of upper wild goose.  Not even 10 minutes later the first boat went screaming past.

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Our radio communications was interesting.  The person at the start finish didn’t have a solid shot into Heller Bar anymore.  I could hear the start/finish just fine,  start finish could hear Heller bar just fine, Heller bar could hear me just fine, I couldn’t hear Heller bar.  If you’re confused, don’t worry it took the three of us about 2 minutes to figure out how the relay was going to have to work.  I was a center patch between the start finish and Heller bar.  I got some pictures but after a while I could no longer take pictures because there was a problem.  We had a start order for the boats, but one hadn’t gone by and all the boats after it were.  Where was boat 171?  Once the last boat of the start order had gone by, boats #5 and #7 began the search.  We dropped off our passenger and then heard a call across from Net Control.  171 was found and limping to Heller Bar.  They had tools on the way, and there was also an antenna that needed to be transported for the operator upstream from me.  Back to Heller bar we went.  Along the way we met up with the sweep boat that was clearing the river and took over the role.

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At Heller bar we were greeted by a boat that had wrecked up on the Salmon and was being towed back for recovery.  It was taking 3 crash pumps to keep it afloat.

Boat 171 was waiting at Heller bar for their tools, but they needed to get up river to make the next race.  We told them to go and would bring the tools if they got there in time.  About 10 minutes later we had the tools and antenna on board.  Away we went headed back up river to finish the sweep and make the necessary deliveries.  We delivered the tools and antenna to set up shop again about about 5 minutes before the first boat left the start line.  We moved to the opposite side of the river which gave us much better reception and transmission.  Communications were normal for me to Heller Bar.  We still couldn’t hit the repeater though.

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All was quite and uneventful on the down hill run.  Sadly our waiting for the tools was for naught.  Boat 171 was a no start and limped down the course after the last boat had started.  At this point we put up flags and began our sweep back down river.

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Other than the minor glitch from net control regarding the pick up of the start/finish line boats all went well.  That glitch was compounded since in the quick teardown the radio operator buried his HT.  Luckily the boat was directly in front of us so the confusion could be cleared immediately.  We got back to the dock, packed up our equipment and headed to the awards show.

Some of the boats were there showing the battle scars.  Ends up one of the boats had two eventful runs, one each day.

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That nice dent to his hull was from the pressure wave from the water.  But don’t miss what it did to the welds up top.  He made a matching indent on the other side as well.

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After getting a poster signed by most of the drivers I could find a dust storm rolled in and the wife and I decided to call it quits.  We were sleep deprived, needed to unload the rig, and I had to work in the morning.  I said bye to the hams and headed out.

The overall lessons are this:

  • Who the hell turns on sprinklers at 2am, even more doesn’t mark that campsites have them.
  • Sleeping in your car will earn you a 0530 wake up call.
  • Be prepared, for ANYTHING.
  • Being a HAM has it’s perks.
  • Always have a plan B, preferably a C as well for when B fails.
  • Communication prior to the event is just as important as during.
  • I’m totally in for helping with the World Championships in April.

With that I’m out.  If you’re a racer or someone I met during the event, feel free to drop me a line.

SSCC #61–TSA

Nearing the end of this violation, I sobbed even louder as the woman, FOUR TIMES, stuck the side of her gloved hand INTO my vagina, through my pants. Between my labia. She really got up there. Four times. Back right and left, and front right and left. In my vagina. Between my labia. I was shocked — utterly unprepared for how she got the side of her hand up there. It was government-sanctioned sexual assault

Seriously read the whole story, it’s sad, it’s depressing, and quite frankly it’s also enraging.  But it gets even worse when you see the following:

Despite the wide audience she enjoys, Amy’s story could easily have been lost in the din of routine TSA excess. But because Amy didn’t take it quietly — because she called the TSA employee out for her assault, and because she wrote about it — now she’s facing a legal threat.

The TSA agent — one Thedala Mageehas demanded that Amy pay her $500,000 for Magdee’s distress at being called out.

This could have been your wife, your sister, your mother, or your daughter.  Truthfully the only reason this woman got away with it is because it remained in the shadows.  It is now quite ironic that it is the agent herself, feeling invulnerable because of her position is now drawing more light to it.  There can be no doubt that the TSA will back the effort to help aid in intimidating people into being sheep.

The TSA hires criminals, perverts, and sexual predators.  What did they really expect was going to happen?  It’s not as if they’re hiring the best and brightest.  

State Sponsored Criminal Count: 61 Thedala Magee

Because raping someone when you’re on the clock and a TSA agent is an acceptable practice when used to intimidate other passengers into compliance.

H/T WizardPC 

Disgraceful

Mayor Bloomberg, the asshat, has decided that first responders are not invited to the 10th anniversary ceremony of ground zero.

Because you know, the people who ran into the buildings trying to save people should totally be left out.  The people who spent weeks of their own time searching for survivors should not be there either.  But we have more than enough room for three asshat’s that actually had NOTHING to do with any of it.  Obama, Bush, and Giuliani did absolutely nothing that day.  Everyone else did what they were trained to do, those three are just using the deaths of others for political gain.

Those three individuals do nothing but masturbate thinking about the abuse created by the TSA and DHS knowing it has been created and furthered by their hand.  They take no greater pleasure than that of destroying the rights of the law abiding, sexually abusing them, and intimidating them.

It should come as no surprise that given those three have such fine moral caliber, the first responders would not be invited to their private little circle jerk of tyranny.  Frankly, if I was a first responder, I would keep my ass home because nothing good could possibly come from aiding in their political power plays.

Thank you TMM for the commentary.

SSCC #59 & #60 – Raleigh N.C.

A man who was eating a taco at a Raleigh bus stop says a cop swept-kicked him to the ground, broke his leg and arrested him, then hauled him before a judge who sentenced him to 30 days in jail for contempt, because he could not stand on his broken leg.

This one has left me speechless.  Seriously, cop breaks the guys leg over a beer can that wasn’t his.  Then the judge gave him 30 days for contempt because he couldn’t stand on his broken leg.  What the FUCK!!!  All he was trying to do was eat his lunch while waiting for the bus. This cop was so bored he felt it necessary to physically assault him.  At no time did Artis use or threaten force against the officer, but the officer felt it necessary to initiate force against him.

State Sponsored Criminal Count: 60 (Raleigh PD Officer James Rollins*, and Magistrate Bostrom)

Because when an injury is caused by a cop acting unlawfully, you need to be punished for having said injury.  I mean how else will the judge feel superior?

*From now on if the names of the criminals can be found I’m going to post them either on the count line or earlier in the post.

H/T Ry

A Nice Clean Beaver

Went over to the Man Shack yesterday to help run some wire.  On my way in I passed the KPUW tarmac and saw something that stuck out like a sore thumb.  A couple hours later we headed over so my buddy could show off his new toy, as well as ogle the out of place plane.

DHC2 Beaver - Amphibian

The owner showed up while we were looking at the plane, his passengers weren’t too interested in sitting around chatting about the plane.  The pilot though was obviously proud of his bird.  As well he should be.

DHC2 Beaver on Taxi

It worked out well because my buddies hanger was right next to the taxi way with a clear shot of the runway.

DHC2 Beaver, Take off with moon

It chews 25 gallons an hour in cruise, but hauls like no other.  If I could afford it, I’d buy one in a heart beat if given the chance.

If you were expecting something else, get your mind out of the gutter.