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Phew. Okay. I'm going to tell you all an interesting story. I haven't had the concentration to sit down and write this whole thing out since it happened, so it's a little late. I don't really know why I'm telling you all this, but I thought Apolyton could offer... opinions.
So last Thursday my grandmother died. I was very sad. Everyone in my family was very sad. She lived a long life but it was still fairly sudden. Anyhow, this is not the point of the thread. It is merely the first piece to fall.
As a result of this unfortunate happening my brother came home to be at the funeral. In certain moods I would call this an unfortunate happening, too. My brother and I, you see, don't always get along perfectly. We're both a bit stubborn, both a bit rebellious. His rebellious tendencies need mentioning here.
On Saturday evening we saw Fahrenheit 9/11, which might not have been the best of ideas. We argued a good deal. He was particularly incensed by the tactics of the Marine Recruiters in Flint.
Sunday is my grandmother's wake. Originally I was scheduled to work that day. I told my boss I couldn't come in because of my grandmother's death. I sell cookies. I sell cookies in a mall.
Sunday comes along and there are a number of errands that need to be run before we can head on up to the wake. I need dress clothes, for example. So my two brothers, my bestfriend, and I all drive to the mall so that we can run our errands and I can get my formal wear. While walking through the mall we glimpse something very strange in the distance; before us we see a giant, inflatable marine. This is unexpected.
My brother is ecstatic. He rushes down there to go make a scene. The rest of us continue in to a store because we're in a hurry and need to get things done. Eventually my friend begins to wonder where my brother is and wanders out to go find him. My other brother and I continue to shop. After we have finished, we exit the store to see what has happened to the other two.
Around the giant marine is a large crowd of people standing in a circle. As we approach we see a large body on the ground. On top of that body is a police officer, who is in the process of handcuffing the person below him. The person below him is, of course, my brother.
Back a few minutes. My bestfriend wanders out to find my brother. She finds him having a fairly lively discussion with an ex-marine. The ex-marine had not liked the fact that my brother had come along and started criticizing the deceptive and discriminatory recruitment techniques employed by the Marines. He wanted to beat my brother up. He wanted my brother to come outside. My brother refused, of course, because he did not wish to fight. This was a non-violent protest.
Eventually the recruiters got tired of my brother and called mall security. Mall security arrives and tells him to leave. He refuses to do so until they present a letter of trespass. More time passes, more threats are made against my brother, more demands of departure, and a city police offer shows up.
The cop approaches my brother. My brother tells the officer that the ex-marine has physically threatened him and that he should be arrested. The cop reaches out and attempts to grab my brother. My brother pulls back and asks if he is being arrested. The officer says no, and then proceeds to tackle my brother. With the help of the security guard they subdue him and manage to place cuffs on him.
Place cuffs on him improperly. The officer only single locks them, which means that movement - any movement - causes them to tighten. This can cause serious damage to the person's wrists. It's also a violation of police procedures.
The police officer lifts my brother up and begins to escort him out of the mall. My brother demands he be told what he is being arrested for and that he receive a writ of habeas corpus. The police officer does not respond. My brother gets louder and louder and the officer still ignores him.
He was told that he was not being arrested. He was hand-cuffed. He is not being told what is happening to him. He considers this to be kidnapping and breaks free of the police officer.
The police officer grabs my brother and throws him to the ground, splitting his chin open and spilling blood everywhere. The cop then applies a 'control technique' which consists of placing his knee into my brother's neck and stuffing his face into the ground with his hand. My brother can barely breathe. He continues to demand to know what he is being arrested for. Eventually the officer relents and informs him that he is being arrested for trespassing and disorderly conduct.
At this point my brother calms down because the arrest is now lawful. But soon he notices that he is bleeding. He requests medical attention immediately. The officer does not listen to him. There is blood all over the place. It is obvious he is injured, but the officer simply continues to make sure my brother has trouble getting enough air to remain conscious.
Eventually my brother struggles away from the officer so that he can see where he is bleeding and how bad the injury is. The officer proceeds to pull out his taser and hold it to him, saying, "Watcha gonna do now?" over and over. My brother asks the officer if he is really going to taser an injured person lying on their back in handcuffs. The officer puts away the stun gun.
Now my brother asks if the police officer is a certified first responder, and the officer replies in the affirmative. My brother then tells the cop that he has an obligation to treat the wounded in this case. The cop says, "What am I going to do, stitch it?" And my brother replies that first responders are supposed to apply pressure to wounds that are bleeding. The cop refuses to do so but does call for an ambulance.
After awhile another police officer shows up and my brother is peacefully escorted outside, where a couple EMTs look at him but do not treat him. He is then taken to the hospital, treated perfectly by the staff there, and then moved to the central processing unit of the local jail.
He is charged with trespassing, disorderly conduct, and resisting arrest, and is released on his own recognizance.
Anyone actually read this whole thing?
So last Thursday my grandmother died. I was very sad. Everyone in my family was very sad. She lived a long life but it was still fairly sudden. Anyhow, this is not the point of the thread. It is merely the first piece to fall.
As a result of this unfortunate happening my brother came home to be at the funeral. In certain moods I would call this an unfortunate happening, too. My brother and I, you see, don't always get along perfectly. We're both a bit stubborn, both a bit rebellious. His rebellious tendencies need mentioning here.
On Saturday evening we saw Fahrenheit 9/11, which might not have been the best of ideas. We argued a good deal. He was particularly incensed by the tactics of the Marine Recruiters in Flint.
Sunday is my grandmother's wake. Originally I was scheduled to work that day. I told my boss I couldn't come in because of my grandmother's death. I sell cookies. I sell cookies in a mall.
Sunday comes along and there are a number of errands that need to be run before we can head on up to the wake. I need dress clothes, for example. So my two brothers, my bestfriend, and I all drive to the mall so that we can run our errands and I can get my formal wear. While walking through the mall we glimpse something very strange in the distance; before us we see a giant, inflatable marine. This is unexpected.
My brother is ecstatic. He rushes down there to go make a scene. The rest of us continue in to a store because we're in a hurry and need to get things done. Eventually my friend begins to wonder where my brother is and wanders out to go find him. My other brother and I continue to shop. After we have finished, we exit the store to see what has happened to the other two.
Around the giant marine is a large crowd of people standing in a circle. As we approach we see a large body on the ground. On top of that body is a police officer, who is in the process of handcuffing the person below him. The person below him is, of course, my brother.
Back a few minutes. My bestfriend wanders out to find my brother. She finds him having a fairly lively discussion with an ex-marine. The ex-marine had not liked the fact that my brother had come along and started criticizing the deceptive and discriminatory recruitment techniques employed by the Marines. He wanted to beat my brother up. He wanted my brother to come outside. My brother refused, of course, because he did not wish to fight. This was a non-violent protest.
Eventually the recruiters got tired of my brother and called mall security. Mall security arrives and tells him to leave. He refuses to do so until they present a letter of trespass. More time passes, more threats are made against my brother, more demands of departure, and a city police offer shows up.
The cop approaches my brother. My brother tells the officer that the ex-marine has physically threatened him and that he should be arrested. The cop reaches out and attempts to grab my brother. My brother pulls back and asks if he is being arrested. The officer says no, and then proceeds to tackle my brother. With the help of the security guard they subdue him and manage to place cuffs on him.
Place cuffs on him improperly. The officer only single locks them, which means that movement - any movement - causes them to tighten. This can cause serious damage to the person's wrists. It's also a violation of police procedures.
The police officer lifts my brother up and begins to escort him out of the mall. My brother demands he be told what he is being arrested for and that he receive a writ of habeas corpus. The police officer does not respond. My brother gets louder and louder and the officer still ignores him.
He was told that he was not being arrested. He was hand-cuffed. He is not being told what is happening to him. He considers this to be kidnapping and breaks free of the police officer.
The police officer grabs my brother and throws him to the ground, splitting his chin open and spilling blood everywhere. The cop then applies a 'control technique' which consists of placing his knee into my brother's neck and stuffing his face into the ground with his hand. My brother can barely breathe. He continues to demand to know what he is being arrested for. Eventually the officer relents and informs him that he is being arrested for trespassing and disorderly conduct.
At this point my brother calms down because the arrest is now lawful. But soon he notices that he is bleeding. He requests medical attention immediately. The officer does not listen to him. There is blood all over the place. It is obvious he is injured, but the officer simply continues to make sure my brother has trouble getting enough air to remain conscious.
Eventually my brother struggles away from the officer so that he can see where he is bleeding and how bad the injury is. The officer proceeds to pull out his taser and hold it to him, saying, "Watcha gonna do now?" over and over. My brother asks the officer if he is really going to taser an injured person lying on their back in handcuffs. The officer puts away the stun gun.
Now my brother asks if the police officer is a certified first responder, and the officer replies in the affirmative. My brother then tells the cop that he has an obligation to treat the wounded in this case. The cop says, "What am I going to do, stitch it?" And my brother replies that first responders are supposed to apply pressure to wounds that are bleeding. The cop refuses to do so but does call for an ambulance.
After awhile another police officer shows up and my brother is peacefully escorted outside, where a couple EMTs look at him but do not treat him. He is then taken to the hospital, treated perfectly by the staff there, and then moved to the central processing unit of the local jail.
He is charged with trespassing, disorderly conduct, and resisting arrest, and is released on his own recognizance.
Anyone actually read this whole thing?
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