Thursday, October 15, 2009
(Me, on right, with the Perp.)
Okay so I got into this hassle with some uniformed nut, and the 'real' cops was called. Imagine. Calling the cops on sweet'n gentle me. Anyway I was gonna slug this guy 'cause he was trying take me down.
I'm leaving out the dreary details other than we was two shabby old guys in a pointless head lock.
The cops came, and told us to "behave", and be nice old guys. We should be "ashamed" at doing shit like this at our age. Mind you the heat, a salt'n pepper team, was 12 years old at most. You know you're up there when not only the cops, but 'everybody' looks like a young kid to you.
Anyway this is the first public offense I've committed in maybe 40+ years. It made me wonder what the hell is going on. Maybe like I sez in the below post folks including me is losing it.
(Corporate Cops arrest John Lennon look-a-like.)
There's too many uniforms around for my taste these daze. One loses count of the private armies, and cops in the thrilling age we're wading through.
Too bad I don't drink, and have taken the "pledge" as far as hard drugs goes. So all I have left is prayer, and you. Well okay a few other things too, but you gets the picture.
What really happened?
Aw heck, it was just a tumble between me, and a security guard. We have corporate police, and corporate armies since 9/11. This particular aged bully boy took himself too seriously. ...he got on my nerves.
(Rant illustrated by "Sydneytoon Studios".)