Just once I'd actually like to see a "victim" of "police brutality".
Stop resisting arrest, Leftists!
Well... At the risk of derailing the discussion... I've literally been the victim of police brutality.
It's a VERY long story, but the thumb-nail was that more than 30 years ago, my wife and I were working through her being a total control freak and my being a ... total control freak. Think of it as a meeting of the irresistible force and the immovable object.
Anywho, it had been a 3 day deal and she refused to shut the **** up, so I turned the $7000 Thomasville Dining room set I had recently bought her into kindling... and she lost her mind... instantly turning into a combo of The Terminator, The Hulk and Conan the Barbarian... sadly it didn't go well for her and she ran out of the house.
She naturally ran straight to her best friend's house, who, like us knows everyone and the two of them decided to call some friends of hers who were deputies at the time.
They come over to the house acting as if they'd been dispatched, with wife in tow; who was then playing Penelope Pitstop... abused and defenseless waif.
The cops tell me she wants to get her belongings and leave. "Fine... Come on in."
Well... that wasn't our first rodeo and typically, such 'calls' result in one cop taking your story, another taking hers and you being told to leave... and not come back for 24 hours.
What happened however, was that the two morons stood next to me and began taunting me... straight up in my grill.
It didn't take long to figure it out, so I said "Look if you two are here on her behalf that's fine, but I'm going to call a cop to get out here on my behalf" as I turned to go to the kitchen where the phone was. As I reached for the phone, the larger of the two cops smashed my hand down; forcing the phone back into the cradle... at which time I checked him with my left hand, which resulted in him flying through my sliding glass door. (I guess I thought he weighed more... I didn't intend to jack him up... but it was like he was made of air and he just flew...).
Anywho... realizing that I was totally fucked at that point and, needing some distance... I turned for the front door. Sadly the smaller cop was standing there and was setting himself for defense... and I went through him like a asteroid through hot butter.
When I get to the door... it's locked, at the handle and dead bolt, which is just habit.
By that time, big cop is back through the door and grabbing me by the shoulders, little cop is still struggling to get to his feet... And I manage to slide myself into a little linen closet opening andset my shoulders in, as big cop is grabbing at me from his knees... trying to pull my feet out from under me. Little cop finally gets back in and he steps over big cop and starts pulling at my head. I hip thrust the cop below, knocking him back and that let me get my right shoulder out and right arm under little cop pulling at my head... whereupon I elbow checked little cops head into the corner bead and HE IS DOWN! Went down like a sack of dirt.
Big cop sees that, tries to call on his harness mic and I grab him by his hair, yank his head back and setting up for what will be a brutal smash to his nose... and what I was sure was going to be the end of round 1, comes this shriek "STOP HURTING MY DADDY!" and I look left and right there is my 5 year old daughter, terrified... and
my heart snaps.
So I turn the cops head forcing him look at her ... shoved him off me and took three steps toward the door, my wifes bawlin', "I'm Sorry...", "**** YOU... you did this... and it ain't..." BLAHG! Big cops locked in a choke hold... I was through anyway, but he wasn't taking any chances, so I just paused and waited for the lights to go out and in just a few seconds, they clicked off.
When I came to... I'm in the squad car's aft chamber... my head is
KILLIN' ME and I can literally see my own forehead. My ribs are a MESS... and I ain't breathin too easy.
LOL! It turns out that, as I had suspected, that the wife's friend called the knuckleheads and they heard the horror of how the Mrs had been
abused, minus her part of course, and they came over to the house to scare me... not realizing that in my house, I am the singular authority and none too impressed with one's badges, shields, bars or stars... and that they were making a
HUGE mistake.
So they charged me with Felony Battery on a LEO... which was all dropped once my attorney had all of the evidence wherein they had the dispatcher forge the logs, etc... .
So we all agreed that I wouldn't sue the County into the stone age, if they wouldn't throw me in prison.
Which of course is how I revised my "Beating on cops" rule.
LOL! You should have read their report man... It was incredible! I was Bruce Lee, John Wayne and Charle Bronson. It's all framed up somewhere in storage.
But... those guys came to my house, totally off duty, using their uniform and shield as a bludgeon. We were all very lucky that neither of them got seriously injured, beyond the half dozen stitches lil' cop came out with, and the three broken ribs and concussion I received from the beatin' I took on the floor of my living room, after dude choked me out. LOL! Wife nearly went to jail too... for tryin' to stop 'em from killin' me. (They were good and pissed...).
So... yeah. It happens. But this OP incident is not an example of it.