Sunday, June 30, 2013

Update And IQ Shuffle

So Brandon Nabors does eight in the Westville Correctional Facility.  He can get out in three if he's a good lil perp.  He's the main thug who jumped me.  Shaquille Carter got four and Elliot Johnson seems to have skated.

The charge of carrying a handgun without a license would have been another year for Nabors but was suspended.


Now I await the pleasure of our new centurions for the return of my property.  After filling out a brief form, I was finger printed (!) and told whenever they get to it.  It's usually 2-3 weeks.  Of course this is all bs..

Monday 7/1 is 3 actual weeks.  I intend to contact the appropriate people within our intrepid department and start a 'paper' trail to ensure I actually get my gun, mags and ammo back.

And yes this is beating a dead horse: If I could go back I'd have stopped the threat.  It would have stopped these s**** from hurting others as well.  I would have had to turn the gun in for evidence but I would most probably have gotten it back sooner.

And if they drag their feet, I will have my lawyer get after them.  Details will remain a nice legal surprise.

A footnote to the Dirty Undies post of the other day:  I've mentioned several times about almost becoming a cop.  Well, it seems standards have changed along with everything else.  Or have they?  -s-

Hmm.  I can assure you all IQ was not an issue lol.  I simply didn't do it. 

There are other stories out their.  Type in police iq in a search engine and see for yourself.

Doesn't it figure that with all the dumbing down of students that this would be an obvious course of action?  Less imagination and more likely to obey.  Yeah.  Put your mind or IQ on hold and do what you're told.

Cops and military I've known and know seem pretty bright to me.  Make of the report what you will.  It's just food for thought and I found it interesting in light of my post.

To be honest I think IQ is relative, though obviously there are limits/divisions.  It's what you do with what you've got that counts.  And how one's mind is manipulated is the bottom line.

Anyway, that's all for now.  Rest assured I'll update this crappola tango.

Saturday, June 29, 2013


I have great love for science fiction, especially when it has that message in the ravioli.  I've said numerous times that points are better made with sci-fi and comedy than many serious stories.  Depends of course, but in the case of Fringe it hits the nail on the head for me.

It follows in the footsteps of Twilight Zone, X-Files etc.  What strikes me particularly is experimentation to augment humans.  This takes several turns, such as altering DNA to create super beasts, drug and IQ adaptability experiments and the Observers, who seek to purge emotion for enhanced intelligence and time/place technology development.

The Observers ruin their future world in their pursuits and invade Earth in the past, our near present in order to make it more compatible to their needs.  This includes mass purging, collectivist dominance including collaborators interestingly called 'Loyalist' and other police state methods with which we are well acquainted in the real world.

The Fringe team is similar to X-File personnel, investigating strange science as well as employing it.

They join a Resistance in the near future and reshape the world as it's supposed to be. 

The acting is top notch as are all the production values.

As for messages and emphasis, I leave it to you to discern it for yourself.

I see lessons in how to promulgate freedom and the indomitable spirit of humanity as we are sans enhancement.

Emotion and reason are shown to be both necessary and in a state of constant need of balance.

This show is textured and I recommend watching all of it in order.

Interesting how something done by purported liberals comes out with elements of value in seeking Freedom in our real world.

Of course, take it with a grain of salt and make up your own minds.

Friday, June 28, 2013

Dirty Undies

Catchier than dirty laundry, though the Don Henley song comes to mind.

I've had almost a year to think about what happened when I was mugged and perhaps more interestingly, what transpired after.  I'm not going to reiterate all of that here.  Go back and read Regards. particularly.

One thing is certain, policing has changed.

I remember when a high school era friend became a cop on Indianapolis Police Department long before it became combined with a big chunk of the county Sheriff's office to form Indianapolis Metropolitan Police Department.. 

That story is another tale altogether.  An attempt was made to undermine the authority of the elected Sheriff in Marion County.  It didn't work because vigilant people made sure it didn't.  Enough said for now.

I remember said 'friend', who over the years encouraged me to become a cop too.  I had the aptitude as it were.  If I had, I'd have been of the old school.  I'd take an Oath to protect and defend the Constitution and bill of Rights and would have kept it.  I would have served the people and NOT the state.  As most of us all over the Republic know, things have changed.

My old friend actually said this in a hushed tone one early morning.  I'd been trying to contact him for a while, to no avail.  I was reticent to call his home number, as I wanted to keep what I had to say official.  It was about death threats and drug activity in our neighborhood and other items which will remain quiet for now.

Among the times I tried to reach him, I called the South District, where he was stationed.  Now, over the years I called cops for a lot of reasons at different times.  Middle of the night, someone answered the District phone, giggling.  I asked if it was the Police number.  I was told they were closed!  WTF?  Later this was of course denied and never investigated.

When I finally got him, he was hesitant to talk.  This was not the friend anymore.  Things had changed was all he said.  No s*** Sherlock!

At the time there was a massive investigation of corruption at IPD.  The FBI was brought in.  I contacted someone outside even them.  It got results sort of.  Most of the clean up in our area was due to me, my ex and certain other residents working with some guys at Narcotics I still trusted oddly enough -s-.

It was at this point that nearly all my contacts had gone, forcing me to go elsewhere.  It was not actually this outside action that distanced me.  It was the increasing militarization and closed nature of IPD and policing in general.  They were now law enforcement, agents of the executive branch, the statist pose that is now the norm..

Oh yes, 911 was ineffective.  Duh.  My few trusted friends cautioned me to arm ourselves and some other things, mostly admitting cops couldn't, wouldn't help..  As far as 911, I was treated in a haughty manner more than once.  Also, cops didn't always show.  After we got a rep though ie ridding our hood of druggers etc, we actually got response.  Might have had something to do with knowing the Sheriff. 

Mind you we well knew we had to defend ourselves, which we did.  The 911 stuff was just for 'official' record.  Most of the time though, I simply called a cop I still knew or in some cases no one at all.  We weren't afraid, for we were armed and ready.  Also we had contacts in the local press and Statehouse.

My old friend eventually shut me out altogether.  Haven't spoken to him in years and don't care to do so.  He didn't have the guts then I doubt he does now. 

This may seem like a rant which it is.  And why turn over musty old diggings?  As I said, this was personal but was endemic of how cops have distanced themselves from the people.

When I first hung out with cops, I was told they could be cliqueish.  I got to know many and there was trust and so much that several spilled their guts to me.

When in college getting that Clinical Psych degree, the head of the Sociology Department suggested I might consider being a professional counselor with a department.  I also knew the head of Victim Assistance and thought about that.

If I get my doctorate someday after finishing some prelims, I think I'd prefer simply helping people help themselves.  That's another story.

To be honest, I think I knew how flawed IPD had become and that couldn't be tolerated.

As for the gut spilling, among other things confessed was disappointment because many of them really wanted to help people.  Disillusionment was rampant.  As  the gap widened, some retired early.  Others just put in their hours or adapted to not being peace officers but law enforcement.

Pardon the diatribe.  I think of Cincebox the socalled detective.  How would he have fared when I knew cops of yesteryear?  Who knows.  Cops who actually stood in harm's way for people and investigated regardless of the hood or status or who you knew.

Things have changed, except for dirty undies as it were.  Plenty of problems compounded with the elitist attitude make for some crazy mixed up coppers.

Us vs them.  Polarization.  Driving wedges.  People vs the state.  It's divide and conquer on steroids.

I hope there is a chance for those who will to come clean.

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Finger Guns

In the sick dangerous world of education nowadays, among other zero tolerance affronts, a kid was kicked out for playing with a finger gun.  You might remember, though there were toy guns aplenty once, we would improvise with sticks and yes our fingers, usually extended forefinger and thumb up.  Depending on the 'design' (lol) the finer would bend or the thumb would fall along with shouts of 'bang, bang'.

Zero tolerance is lack of common sense of course.  It helps condition the masses for encroaching collectivism.

This tidbit was on my mind when someone on Facebook mentioned the 'n' word and someone sanctioned for using it.  I didn't bother to find out the details and I probably should.  But the whole point to me is simple.  A lot of people do a lot of things behind closed doors.  For weal or woe, they use a lot of words not spoken in public conversations.  They may gesticulate as well.  Where does pc policing end?

We may in the privacy of our homes say and do things we would never do or state outside.  Chalk it up to blowing off steam.

I hope in public places, such as this blog, we may all criticize those threatening our Republic.  We must be responsible and I further hope we are specific and offer solutions that are appropriate.

***** is a poopyhead just doesn't cut it.  But to call someone traitor must be backed up with facts.  I think most folks at least with whom I associate, do an excellent job in that regard.

Facts stick out like a sore thumb.  We call to the carpet those who should rightfully be brought to book.  And as the list is almost endless, I'll leave you to fill it in lol.

Lord help my GreatGrandmother if she were still here.  She used to say certain people weren't worth the powder to blow themselves up.  She'd probably get the Secret Service visiting her house on Main Street.