I've Hated Cops All Of My Life, And Now I Hate Them More.A guy who was living in the same house as myself brought some freshly grown marijuana into the house. He left some of it in the house, and took the rest of it and went out walking at night. I didn't know about this. He was stopped by some friggin cops. They asked him where he was going, and he gave the address. The next day they got a search warrant, and while I was at work, six or seven of them, with two big dogs, busted down the door and found the marijuana that the guy had left. They asked the other person living here where I was, and she told them I was at work and would be home soon. They wouldn't wait. They came to my workplace and arrested me there for manufacturing marijuana.
Because of this, I lost my job. The charge against me was dropped at the preliminary hearing. The reason I hate the cops so much is because: They know enough about the law to know that charge wouldn't stick against me. But the big heroes wanted to be as big heroes as possible and drag in as many people that they could. They figured I'd plead guilty to something (no way was THAT going to happen) so they didn't care about not having enough evidence to make that charge. They had to know that arresting me at my workplace would ensure that I'd lose my job. They don't care if they are royally f****ing up the life of a fifty-one-year-old widowed grandmother. Anyone could look at me and tell that I don't grow marijuana. They didn't care. As long as they can play hero, terrorize and intimidate me. They get off on it. Inside every cop is a kid who was bullied and beaten up and they want to get revenge on that by being able to bully others with impunity. I'm convinced of that and I hate hate hate cops until my dying day.
To nursewilly: I wish that my housemate had not told the cops my name and where I worked. If she hadn't, I at least would not have been arrested at my workplace. But she is as innocent as I. She did not know the marijuana was there, either. But the cops had found out from our neighbors that there were three people living there, the guy who had the marijuana, her, and me, so they started asking her about me, and she answered them because she was afraid and we're all programmed to co-operate with the police, so I can't really be too mad at her for that.
If the housemate you're referring to is the guy who was stopped with the marijuana, yes, I do blame him for being such a stupid *** as to walk around drunk at night with freshly grown marijuana in his pocket, and he was also a stupid *** for giving the cops the address. So, yes, I do blame him. But I can't help blaming the cops more, because that housemate was just stupid, he didn't set out to screw me over, he was just stupid and drunk and didn't think The cops DID set out to screw me over. That's why I blame them more. I hate all cops, the good and the bad, because even the "good" one are bullies who think they're above everyone else.
If by saying " your housemate set you up", you are implying that he knowingly set out to get me arrested and lied to the police about me or anything else like that, I assure you, you are wrong. He just stupidly went out drunk with the marijuana, and stupidly gave his address. That's all he did. He has suffered just as much as the other housemate and myself. He also was charged with manufacturing marijuana, his bond was set much higher than ours, and he just pleaded guilty to it and got six months' probation. Pretty light sentence, huh? I lost my job over an offense (that I didn't even commit) that is worth six lousy months probation.
As to whether or not they made a major drug bust over one stoner with a little bit of reefer----that's EXACTLY what they did. They assumed, ba
Also, I haven't had major problems with the law before, other than a few traffic tickets. Until this happened, I had an absolutely clean criminal record. I just hate cops and I have since I was a child, when I was much too young to ever have committed a crime.
One more thing that may be relevant: My housemate told the cops that he had grown the marijuana at home. Which explains why they raided the house. Which wasn't even true, but again, he was just being drunk and stupid, he didn't set out to screw me over.