during my first year in my new apartment complex in Orlando, a lot of events happened which demonstrate what is really important to amerikans. The first thing I will address is drug use.
I still didn't have a car which meant I had to walk to get most places or ride the bus. I use to grocery shop at a nearby Winn Dixie. To get there, I had to cut through an adjoining apartment complex, walk by a local high school, and then turn down a street for about another block. It was probably less that a half mile one way.
One afternoon while walking past the high school I looked down at the ground, and there lying on the grass was a small clear plastic baggie with a small, round white hard crystalline object in it. I picked it up, and quickly went back to my apartment to examine the object. While I had never used drugs, from what I had heard from people who I knew used drugs, from what I had seen in TV documentaries on drugs and from what I had read about the drug wars, I recognized that the baggie I had found contained crack cocaine! My first thought was to call the police, show them the evidence and show them where I had found it and let them know that drugs were probably being sold/used at the local high school.
Then I began to think about The Crazies. If I did what any responsible citizen would have done and reported it to the police, The Crazies would have gotten involved,would tell the local police how crazy I was and then have them charge me with drug possession. The Crazies would not have cared if the local high school students were using hard drugs. Since the students attended a public high school, they were most likely the sons and daughters of working and lower class parents. The Crazies wouldn't have given a damn about them, but they would have loved to find any phony excuse to lock me up again and for an extended period. In other words, to The Crazies, silencing a person who speaks the truth about the fascist system was far more important than stopping drug use at a high school. That is the way it is. Being poor and politically incorrect is the most serious of crimes in america.
So what did I do with the drug evidence? I flushed the crack cocaine down the toilet and forgot about the whole incident.
And if you think The Crazies wouldn't do what I just said, I can tell you that they did alter police reports about an accident where I was hit from behind while I was driving in Daytona. They altered police reports, created confusion about what had happened and generated a lot of stress for me. I didn't relate that incident because I had been driving a borrowed car and how I got to use the car is a long story. Fortunately the owner of the car had good insurance and after the accident initially caused me a lot of problems and a failed lawsuit against me, the problem eventually disappeared.
Silencing the truth is more important to the Crazies than anything else. More evidence of that in my next post.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
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