I had a cop stand on my front yard and scream at the house with a bullhorn, threatening my family if they didn't tell them where my brother was hiding. He was wanted for felony burglary and conspiracy, for a thirty dollar dine and ditch. My brother and his friends got drunk and went to a restaurant, and everybody thought everybody else was paying. My brother went home and had my mother call with her credit card number. However, the restaurant had already called the cops before my brother had gotten home. Now, the restaurant did not want to press charges, but my family was known as a trouble making family. My brother had some behavioral issues (i.e. he was a defiant little shit, end enjoyed antagonizing authority figures) and I was severely and violently disabled. Worse, my mother was high up in a campaign to keep a powerful developer from doubling the size of our town. We lived in a small town with way too many cops per capita. So the DA pressed charges anyway. My brother, being my brother, fled the state. My parents didn't know where he was, and if they did, they wouldn't have told the cops anyway. So the cops pulled crap like that. They also waited until they knew no one was home but me and my babysitter and then made harassing phone calls. To a ten year old girl with some pretty stiff cognitive disabilities. The DARE cops also harassed me at school, telling my teachers and all of the other kids that I was obviously a drug user and violent. I was this geeky little kid who never got in any trouble except when I was having a seizure. It took them two years and my father getting appointed to the city planning commission for them to stop.
That teacher, dear God. I can't ay I'm surprised. I've talked before about my experiences in the education system, but what I might not have mentioned was the number of times I've been suspended or punished because I was inconvenient. There was the time I was suspended because a girl threw a textbook at my face. And the sheer volume of times I was suspended because I had a seizure, or the time I was suspended and kicked out of class because a teacher lied and said I threw a ring at her, when the entire class backed me up and said they saw me throw it at the floor. I have absolutely no faith in systems and institutions.
There is something special about the cops in the southwest. I'm from Albuquerque, and if they couldn't get money out of it or harass Hispanics with it, it wasn't worth their time. My brother caught someone committing check fraud with his checks and turned them over to the police with enough evidence to convict. They let him go, because they didn't give a fuck.
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Date: 2013-07-14 11:54 pm (UTC)That teacher, dear God. I can't ay I'm surprised. I've talked before about my experiences in the education system, but what I might not have mentioned was the number of times I've been suspended or punished because I was inconvenient. There was the time I was suspended because a girl threw a textbook at my face. And the sheer volume of times I was suspended because I had a seizure, or the time I was suspended and kicked out of class because a teacher lied and said I threw a ring at her, when the entire class backed me up and said they saw me throw it at the floor. I have absolutely no faith in systems and institutions.
There is something special about the cops in the southwest. I'm from Albuquerque, and if they couldn't get money out of it or harass Hispanics with it, it wasn't worth their time. My brother caught someone committing check fraud with his checks and turned them over to the police with enough evidence to convict. They let him go, because they didn't give a fuck.