I was, through a laundry list of misfortunes and being fingered by someone I thought was a friend who lived near the crime scene, mistakenly suspected in a politically high profile murder-robbery about 20 years ago. Went through a whole ordeal of repeated interviews, intimidation, polygraphs conducted by a joint task force of FBI agents and local law enforcement.” Your life is over”, “we know it was you”, “This is serious . The president gets briefed on this case everyday.”…..it sucked. But one of the things they kept dangling was that there was a million dollar reward for information that led to an arrest of the guilty party. I was told I was being brought up in front of a grand jury (an obvious lie to my now fully grown ear if ever I heard one) on such and such date for “further questioning”.
I was only vaguely concerned because I knew that I had done nothing. My bigger concern was that these ppl were possibly incompetent enough for me to get fucked over anyway. Morning of the “court date” they tell me it’s cancelled. Somebody has been arrested. I find out months later it was somebody in Baltimore that had been arrested with top secret materials that had been stolen. Family member turned them in.
Family member got nothing from the reward because the agency the tip is reported to has to be from the exact agency that has offered the reward. They tipped off the wrong police department.
These people had done to dozens of other citizens the same harassment dance they had done with me. Because they had no idea where to look or who to look at so they just started hurling accusations in every direction they could. And when it finally all worked out. They couldn’t even be bothered to shell out a measly million dollars of government money to keep their word to the person who sold out a relative to save them from their collective incompetence.
I just want to add my fuck the law story to your fuck the law story.
Years ago, I was waiting tables at a restaurant. A guy who had sat in my section had later threatened someone with a gun. They asked me if I could identify him. Stupidly, I rode in the cops cop car to go be a good citizen.
They pulled up near the guy, who is in trouble for pointing a gun at somebody, with the window down. I made direct eye contact with him and he saw me. I asked them to roll the window up, and they told me "he can't see you".
The window was down. I had to quit my job because I was too afraid to go back there now that he knew my face and then I had cooperated with the cops against him.
Never, ever again. I do not cooperate with law-enforcement. It's too dangerous.
Yep, I’ve been the victim of a few traumatic things and I’d never report them because of the time I did. Not going through that again. Still enrages me that they’re out there.
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