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I'm curious to see if any of you have done time or knows someone who has. If you have how much time did you do and what did you think of it. If you know someone, how did they say it was?

No. I spent ten years in the army, which is similar except for the random buggery.

Nope, clean record, shockingly enough.

But relatives galore...so you can say I've BEEN to jail...well, to visit...quite often actually.

No. I spent ten years in the army, which is similar except for the random buggery.

What...it's planned in the military?

:D only in the navy.

Most I got was a "stern talking to" from a cop. Pretty annoying really.


Being talked down to by the cop that is, not that I haven't been to jail. :D

I got put in a holding cell (detained under a 'special police powers' act, along with about 120 others) due to an anti-globalization protest I took part in during a G-7 conference in Toronto. Had to sign a statement swearing I'd remain outside the conference perimeter for the duration - stupid, though really - as it was being held downtown, you couldn't help but violate their perimeter every time you needed to head to work, or pick up a loaf of bread at the corner shop.

It didn't result in a criminal record, though. This was more along the lines of crowd control.

Nope, clean record, shockingly enough.

But relatives galore...so you can say I've BEEN to jail...well, to visit...quite often actually.

what do your relatives think of jail?

Oh well, if we're going into run-ins with cops...

I've been tear gassed, pepper sprayed, handcuffed and then released, searched roughly and humiliatingly against a Starbucks, hit with a baton (he was aiming for the chap in front of me, I just got a glancing blow), had my kerchief ripped from my neck, and threatened with a good tasering for 'busting' out a guy who ate his ballot...hhahahhaaa...but hey, all good times.

what do your relatives think of jail?

Oh they love it...well, they must, they keep going back :)

After a while, it becomes a lifestyle. Most of the people I know in jail have been in and out since they were kids...graduated from youth detention to the adult prisons...usually minor stuff, break and enters, assaults, etc...one manslaughter, one 10 for drug trafficking...so it's a series of crimes, in and out, in more than out. They can't handle it on the outside I think...it's like, they know they're screwed having a record, and the only option is to get back where they at least know the rules, and have some sort of standing. It's sad.

No, never.

My dad was imprisoned once, though. He went to jail for armed robbery. This was before I was born.

I was; I'm still in jail for first degree murder...

Just kidding! :p

No, never.

My dad was imprisoned once, though. He went to jail for armed robbery. This was before I was born.


Tough guy eh?:mp5:

I got put in a holding cell (detained under a 'special police powers' act, along with about 120 others) due to an anti-globalization protest I took part in during a G-7 conference in Toronto. Had to sign a statement swearing I'd remain outside the conference perimeter for the duration - stupid, though really - as it was being held downtown, you couldn't help but violate their perimeter every time you needed to head to work, or pick up a loaf of bread at the corner shop.

It didn't result in a criminal record, though. This was more along the lines of crowd control.

hey, snap! i got the same in melbourne

Been sent to jail, no never. Not even been arrested.

I did however visit Boggo road mens prison in Brisbane for one of it's open days after it was closed down. What I saw in there, especially the solitary confinement cells, have convinced me to keep my goody goody record unblemished. It wasn't a nice place, even empty of prisoners and guards.

There are rumours that the old section of the prison is haunted, I could well believe that.

hey, snap! i got the same in melbourne

I always managed to run away well enough to not get seriously detained. Or maybe it's because I'm so short...they just didn't see me there, scurrying about their ankles...

Dobbs...was that in the late 80s, or during the 90s? My friend's dad got nabbed in Toronto around 88 or 89...

Tough guy eh?:mp5:

I dunno. My dad's kind of a dick, though. Was rarely there for me, physically or emotionally. My parents divorced when I was a year and a half old. The last time I saw him was March 1996, when I was ten. I'm twenty-one now. So, screw 'im.

nees are you a guy or girl? How old are you? It just seems like a strange comment--you being scurrying around peoples ankles...

Can you explain that? I had an image of our little smiley with the MP5 shooting people's ankles...:mp5:

nees are you a guy or girl? How old are you? It just seems like a strange comment--you being scurrying around peoples ankles...

Can you explain that? I had an image of our little smiley with the MP5 shooting people's ankles...:mp5:

I'm a woman, and I'm 29. It's a running joke...Cree people tend to be very tall, and I'm not...I'm the 'ankle-biter' of the nation :P

I'm a woman, and I'm 29. It's a running joke...Cree people tend to be very tall, and I'm not...I'm the 'ankle-biter' of the nation :P

This creates a whole series of rather amusing mental images...one question I suppose is if they're your own ankles or someone elses...

I'm a woman, and I'm 29. It's a running joke...Cree people tend to be very tall, and I'm not...I'm the 'ankle-biter' of the nation :P

Is Neesika Algonquin for "midget"? I'm working on an Anthro masters and looking at the American Indians lately (mostly Choctaw tho)
I may be bugging you in the future :D

Wasn't it the Cree who worked on the empire state building?
Oh yeah, Canadian or US Nation?

This creates a whole series of rather amusing mental images...one question I suppose is if they're your own ankles or someone elses...

Do you like your ankles nipped, or just as a starting point? Nipping your own isn't as much fun...

Do you like your ankles nipped, or just as a starting point? Nipping your own isn't as much fun...

ehh, most of the nipping I've been subjected to started a bit higher...

I enjoy nibbling my wifes toes. Does this count?

Is Neesika Algonquin for "midget"? I'm working on an Anthro masters and looking at the American Indians lately (mostly Choctaw tho) It's a Chinook word. I'm 5' tall by the way, I'm not actually a midget.
I may be bugging you in the future :D Sorry, no can do..I have a thing about Anthro students, and I certainly won't be helping you with your masters...

Wasn't it the Cree who worked on the empire state building?
Oh yeah, Canadian or US Nation?

Cree nation, located in Canada. As for the empire state building...no elder has ever mentioned that to me.

Sorry, no can do..I have a thing about Anthro students, and I certainly won't be helping you with your masters...

I think that means you might be gettin lucky!

ehh, most of the nipping I've been subjected to started a bit higher...

Then it might be an interesting change to switch things up a bit...start low, work up...

Toe nibbling? Well if that's your thing :D

I think that means you might be gettin lucky!

I didn't want to come right out and say "I have something AGAINST anthro students", but now you've forced me too.

Always forcing me to do things I wanted to do anyway...odd...

Then it might be an interesting change to switch things up a bit...start low, work up...

Toe nibbling? Well if that's your thing :D

ya offering? heh

two weeks in county jail

two weeks in county jail

Oh come on now, details! What the heck did you do?

Oh come on now, details! What the heck did you do?

he nibbled on a cop.

ya offering? heh

You decide;)

The worst thing I ever suffered was a $123 speeding ticket.

I did steal a cupcake from a gas station when I was five, though. That was before I knew it was wrong to just take it, since I'd rarely been in any store before then and thought my parents did the same thing. (I also thought you bought money at banks, which of course makes no sense but that's a five year old for you.)

You decide;)

always gotta make things difficult....how's the holidays treating you anyway Nees? Seems the new year is coming up real fast, it's past midnight here so it's already going to be thursday tomorrow.

Oh well, if we're going into run-ins with cops...

I've been tear gassed, pepper sprayed, handcuffed and then released, searched roughly and humiliatingly against a Starbucks, hit with a baton (he was aiming for the chap in front of me, I just got a glancing blow), had my kerchief ripped from my neck, and threatened with a good tasering for 'busting' out a guy who ate his ballot...hhahahhaaa...but hey, all good times.

(Couple of questions:

1. Is the kerchief around the neck a Cree thing? I don't see a lot of women with them, and down here, there aren't a lot of Cree, so I was thinking there was a connection...
2. What's the deal with the guy who ate his ballot? Why would he need to be 'busted' out anyway, let alone tasering anyone who busted him?)

As for me... I've been jailed a couple of times, cited for trespassing and the like - I tend not to let people tell me to leave when I'm in a public place, and I've had a history of hostility to the police...

1. Got sentenced to death by an Islamic court, which I was not even aware of.
2. Was supposed to clean up gum, due to spitting it on the ground, in Singapore.
3. Supposed to be to do 200 hours of community service for cow tripping.
4. All of that was fake.

always gotta make things difficult....how's the holidays treating you anyway Nees? Seems the new year is coming up real fast, it's past midnight here so it's already going to be thursday tomorrow.

Oh, been busy, feasts and such, but I've managed not to lose track of the days. Not sure why it seems so important to keep track, this is supposed to be vacation time...I feel like there is something important I want to do soon...hope I don't miss out on whatever it is!

I didn't want to come right out and say "I have something AGAINST anthro students", but now you've forced me too.

Always forcing me to do things I wanted to do anyway...odd...

Heeeey. That wasn't nice.:mad:
What have I ever done to you?:(


(besides tease you about being a midget and suggest that I would pole needles in you for the name of science)

I think you mistook my question about where are you from to mean I make some kind of division of the Cree into two nations US and Can. I don't, and get why it matters.

Nope, but, well, I'm certainly not clean.

Did 3 years for furnishing an undercover cop with a controlled substance. Coupled with my loaded concealed weapon charge...(I was having a bad week) I got off with 1 strike and counted myself lucky.

Oh, been busy, feasts and such, but I've managed not to lose track of the days. Not sure why it seems so important to keep track, this is supposed to be vacation time...I feel like there is something important I want to do soon...hope I don't miss out on whatever it is!

hah, yeah I've had those days where it's just a vague feeling of "somethingness", always a worry you're going to miss something.

Oh well, I'm sure you'll find out soon.

[SIZE="2"]I've had a history of hostility to the police...

It's amazing what being decent to the cops will help you avoid.

(Couple of questions:

1. Is the kerchief around the neck a Cree thing? I don't see a lot of women with them, and down here, there aren't a lot of Cree, so I was thinking there was a connection... Hahaha, no, the kerchief was for the tear gas we knew we'd be getting later on. I had it around my neck. Around that time, there was an ordinance passed that made it illegal for protesters to in any way cover their faces...the cops like to photograph you for later use. Well, I didn't have it up over my face (yet), but the cop didn't like it, told me to take it off, I refused, and he reached over the barricade and tore it off me before I could move...freakin' hurt like hell.


2. What's the deal with the guy who ate his ballot? Why would he need to be 'busted' out anyway, let alone tasering anyone who busted him?) Hmmm...this was...oh, a couple of elections ago. There was a group that wanted to spoil ballots by eating them...it was rather faddish actually. The pollsters got on high alert and hired security...the Federal government said they'd go hard on anyone spoiling ballots that way..technically it's a federal offence to do so. Well, we were in voting, and I saw this guy eating his ballot (with mustard no less) and the rent-a-cop went beserk, grabbed him and locked him in a room until they could call the cops. False imprisonment, I figured, so we jimmied the lock and got him out...we were running out of the building when the guard threatened to taser us...funniest thing was we jumped into my friend's old piece-of-shit car, and it WOULDN'T START...slowest getaway EVER...the guard was knocking on the window and we were yelling at her to get us the hell out of there...oh fun ;D

I never really got why people woul dchose to fuck with a guy carrying a club and a semi automatic pistol. It just don't make sense.:confused:

Heeeey. That wasn't nice.:mad:
What have I ever done to you?:( Sorry, it's not personal, it's professional. Anthropologists have done us a lot of harm, and have used their studies of us AGAINST us for political purposes many times. We tend not to cooperate anymore, unless the research conforms with OCAP principles (http://www.naho.ca/firstnations/english/ocap_principles.php).


(besides tease you about being a midget and suggest that I would pole needles in you for the name of science)

I think you mistook my question about where are you from to mean I make some kind of division of the Cree into two nations US and Can. I don't, and get why it matters.No no, don't worry...just asserting my Cree nationhood...First Nations...it's a sticky thing in Canada :D We admit to being Canadian only grudgingly, and only because we happen to be located in what is now called Canada.

I never really got why people woul dchose to fuck with a guy carrying a club and a semi automatic pistol. It just don't make sense.:confused:

Because there are things worth risking imprisonment, a beating, and perhaps even death for.

Well, and then there are just people hopped up on drugs or adrenaline. I don't get that either.

Because there are things worth risking imprisonment, a beating, and perhaps even death for.

Well, and then there are just people hopped up on drugs or adrenaline. I don't get that either.

I've found that many who do so just simply don't like cops. Which is a stupid position to take.

But yes, there are things worth getting a beating for.

I never really got why people woul dchose to fuck with a guy carrying a club and a semi automatic pistol. It just don't make sense.:confused:

because bowing our heads purely because he's an official government thug with a club would defeat the entire point of protesting in the first place

No. I did, however, spend at least thirty minutes in the Vice Principal's office, trying desperately to affirm my right to wear a t-shirt that revealed a whopping two or three centimetres of my middrift. I didn't manage to change the dress code, but I did get a sucker out of it (and consequently felt somewhat like a prostitute, being given a reward for dressing "inappropriately").

We are all prisoners of NSG. :D

Because there are things worth risking imprisonment, a beating, and perhaps even death for.

Well, and then there are just people hopped up on drugs or adrenaline. I don't get that either.

Dude, as a combat vet, I promise you there is NOTHING I would risk imprisonmeant or death over. I would rather walk away and come back armed. I would NEVER just stand up to someone pointing a gun at me. A beating, yeah. I would take a beating. Being killed for an ideal is stupid. Get armed, come back, and win the argument.


Nees-we in America at least are beginning to take serious the right f the people we're studying to control their lives and property and especially their ancestors. I have always been disgursted with they way in the past we cut open burial grounds, emptied the people there, stuck them in boxes, and abandoned them in warehouses. It's better to leave the evidence where it is, catalogue it, and recover it. Then it stayes safe, and respectfully.

THere is also NAGPRA whcih aten't perfect but is better than no law.

I'm glad to meet someone who is willing to fight to protect her history. It really does matter--not just to you but to the world. THe more we kill off old societies and the more homogenous we become, the less able to adapt or reach into a well of knowledge that exists only due to the large number of social structures we built and are now killing.

I've found that many who do so just simply don't like cops. Which is a stupid position to take. I'll admit, I used to hate cops just for being cops...but anymore, it's simply not a profession I'd wish on anyone...you always want them there except when you don't kind of thing...I just refuse to be intimidated. Big reason I went into law actually, is the kind of shit I've seen cops pull on people who didn't know their rights.

We are all prisoners of NSG. :D

Oh and then some...how many times have I tried (and failed) to leave...

Hotel California...

Oh and then some...how many times have I tried (and failed) to leave...

Hotel California...

You don't even know the worst of it...

...ugh.

I'm glad to meet someone who is willing to fight to protect her history.

History doesn't mean the same thing to you as it does to us...it isn't linear for us, and it isn't as far removed. Point being...thanks, and no offence, but we are more than capable of studying our own people, and I find this preferable, because we understand the worldview. Anthropologists from other cultures have something to give in terms of an outside perspective, but that is of limited use to us. It's really about ownership. For too long, we've been the passive subjects of study, but we have our own scholars, fluent in two world-views, who can do the job much better. I'm glad you are interested in us, but we carry our culture...that can't be done from outside, not in any sense.

No...but I've been tear gassed twice! Surely that counts for something.

Oh and then some...how many times have I tried (and failed) to leave...

Hotel California...

I will admit after your last "fuck you all I'm leaving" goodbye I was surprised to see you back.

You don't even know the worst of it...

...ugh.

You know I'm Sinuhue, right?

I think I know the worst of it :D

I will admit after your last "fuck you all I'm leaving" goodbye I was surprised to see you back.
It was all made-up...I could hardly summon any sort of anger to do it convincingly...I just desperately needed time away to focus on school.

But you're glad I'm back, surely? :D

It was all made-up...I could hardly summon any sort of anger to do it convincingly...I just desperately needed time away to focus on school.

But you're glad I'm back, surely? :D

I've had reason enough to be glad that you returned.

You know I'm Sinuhue, right?

I think I know the worst of it :D

That I didn't know.

You do know the worst of it.

I'll admit, I used to hate cops just for being cops...but anymore, it's simply not a profession I'd wish on anyone...you always want them there except when you don't kind of thing...I just refuse to be intimidated. Big reason I went into law actually, is the kind of shit I've seen cops pull on people who didn't know their rights.

depends where you are - i've never had a problem with nz cops (despite getting in trouble with them, they always stayed within the (broad) boundaries of their authority)
some of melbourne's hotter-headed cops have given me some real grief for nothing more than existing - by which i mean a very public batoning (8pm friday in an outdoor street dining area) for not "shutting up" on command when i wasn't even being charged with an offence, and simply trying to point out that they hadn't charged me with an offence

depends where you are - i've never had a problem with nz cops (despite getting in trouble with them, they always stayed within the (broad) boundaries of their authority)Ha, unless you're Maori, so I've heard...

History doesn't mean the same thing to you as it does to us...it isn't linear for us, and it isn't as far removed. Point being...thanks, and no offence, but we are more than capable of studying our own people, and I find this preferable, because we understand the worldview. Anthropologists from other cultures have something to give in terms of an outside perspective, but that is of limited use to us. It's really about ownership. For too long, we've been the passive subjects of study, but we have our own scholars, fluent in two world-views, who can do the job much better. I'm glad you are interested in us, but we carry our culture...that can't be done from outside, not in any sense.


I completely get it actually.
I am watching the culture of my family in south louisiana die out. I am 1/8 choctaw. Which in South louisiana is called Sabine Indian. We didn't keep a grip on our family, so we became osrt of homogenized into the swamp cajun way of life. Many people in my family don't kow that they're Choctaw. They think Sabine is the name of their tribe, and there actually was a Sabine indian Group. It's actually an insult for god's sake. There was a Houma tribe but if you search the records you will see that they were assimilated into the choctaw as they moved west (being driven out of Mississippi and Alabama)
The Houma died 100 years ago, and the Sabines are nobody.

That is why I started to look at beciming and anthropologist. And then I saw how the work is actually done. And was horrified because the process of collecting data was actually destroying it permanantly as well. And it was MY family culture that had been killed.

You think you guys have problems keeping the whites out of your yard? Shit. We don't HAVE a fucking yard. We got left to live in a swamp, and when they found oil there they killed what was left of us off.


Sorry. I should have explained a bit earlier. I get sort of hysterical when I talk about it, now that I know what we lost. We lost our language, oour traditions, our heritage and our land. And most of us don't even know it.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Houma_Tribe
to top it off the feds won't recognize us.

I have ended up going in another direction mostly because I don't think I could do any good--what we knew is gone. But I am deeply intrigued by how we got to the americas, and when. So that won't bring me into contact so much with such personal subjects, and I'll enjoy it.

Oh and then some...how many times have I tried (and failed) to leave...

Hotel California...
......but you can never leave.

Ha, unless you're Maori, so I've heard...

touche

Ha, unless you're Maori, so I've heard...

Look, our driving while black laws are as standard as any other western country.

No prison time. I've been arrested twice for unpaid traffic tickets. I get a lot of them when I'm manic.
I do have a brother who is doing some serious prison time.

I've spent time - on numerous occasions.
First, 14 days without trial as a political detainee, then a weekend as a protester, two nights as a serviceman, and then another three days in a military brig for not having the right paperwork.
All in all, it sucked.
I don't recommend it.

I spent four days in the County jail once...a long story, the details of which I won't bother with. It was meh. I slept a lot, and played a little chess.

Other than that, I'm squeaky clean. :cool:

Two days for having pot in my glove compartment in my car.

Dobbs...was that in the late 80s, or during the 90s? My friend's dad got nabbed in Toronto around 88 or 89...

You've got the time right, '88 or '89 - most of that time is a bit of a blur for me, though. I can't be entirely sure anymore. What I do recall was that we were all busted for an illegal sit-in, but only after a gang of drunken punks crashed the protest and started burning 'USA Today' newspaper boxes for the benefit of the omnipresent press photographers.

I knew some of those punks - knew 'em personally. I caught up with them a day or two later, and found out they'd all gotten fifty apiece to stir up the shit. And not a one of 'em got busted, either - even though there were several innocent bystanders getting thrown into police wagons that day. Go figure.

You've got the time right, '88 or '89 - most of that time is a bit of a blur for me, though. I can't be entirely sure anymore. What I do recall was that we were all busted for an illegal sit-in, but only after a gang of drunken punks crashed the protest and started burning 'USA Today' newspaper boxes for the benefit of the omnipresent press photographers.

I knew some of those punks - knew 'em personally. I caught up with them a day or two later, and found out they'd all gotten fifty apiece to stir up the shit. And not a one of 'em got busted, either - even though there were several innocent bystanders getting thrown into police wagons that day. Go figure.

had a (kinda) similar experience during a sit-in - turned out one of the journalists covering the event left a fire door open in a stairwell, thereby precipitating the sit-in that otherwise would never have occurred
said journalist then published a negative report on the (peaceful) protest, claiming the illegal entry as the point at which the protestors lost their legal rights and deserved the batoning they subsequently recieved...

had a (kinda) similar experience during a sit-in - turned out one of the journalists covering the event left a fire door open in a stairwell, thereby precipitating the sit-in that otherwise would never have occurred
said journalist then published a negative report on the (peaceful) protest, claiming the illegal entry as the point at which the protestors lost their legal rights and deserved the batoning they subsequently recieved...

Honestly, if a journalist did this to me, I'd go to their house and baton the shit out of them.

Needless to say, my uncles a journalist:D

Honestly, if a journalist did this to me, I'd go to their house and baton the shit out of them.

Needless to say, my uncles a journalist:D

really...
what's his name?

When I was 14 I went to juvie, sentance was for 2 weeks and I got out after 10 days for good behaviour. I personally think they let me out early cause the other girls in the 'block' or whatever had picked me as their pinata for the month, that's an awfully large percentage of the sentance to just drop for me not deliberately causing any trouble.

Don't have to tell what I did though cause I'm not underage anymore so it's not on my record. Nyah nyah

I'm curious to see if any of you have done time or knows someone who has. If you have how much time did you do and what did you think of it. If you know someone, how did they say it was?

nope. ran away from cops a couple of times and almost got caught when weed was still a class B in this country though, but apart from that no.... not even a parking ticket :p

really...
what's his name?

I really have a bad feeling about telling you that, especially since it kind of reveals my last name:p

What...it's planned in the military?

Yes, your commander regularly fucks the troops.

Well, when my brother was looking for colleges, he visited Princeton...didn't like it much...oh, sorry, you meant prison, not Princeton. Sorry, channeling my inner Don King.

No one in my family has been to prison that I've heard of. My grandpa on my dad's side was in and out of jail for some time due to problems with alcohol, but he got clean before I knew him. That and one of the people who was going to decorate for my wedding missed the whole thing because she was in jail...for some stupid reason I'm not entirely sure of. We didn't find out until later about this, and thankfully we didn't ask her to decorate, or else that could have been bad.

prison? no. county jail? twice.

prison? no. county jail? twice.

Same here. Once for thirty days, the second time for twenty (ten days each for two different incidents)

...I dunno, sounds to me like DCD and Smunk are the more hardened criminal element in our midst, if their posts are anything to go by. If they were in an Arlo Guthrie song, they'd be sittin' on the ol' "Group W" bench right now, I reckon...

...I dunno, sounds to me like DCD and Smunk are the more hardened criminal element in our midst, if their posts are anything to go by. If they were in an Arlo Guthrie song, they'd be sittin' on the ol' "Group W" bench right now, I reckon...

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench.
:D

I got 10 hours community service and like 1 month's probation one time.

Got in a fight with some guy in school.

Oh come on now, details! What the heck did you do?

Hey sexy!

What happened was I was travelling East across the country and had stopped at a gas station in Indiana.

A fight broke out between two of the local girls and the cops came. They settleed the girls down and then looked over at me by my car... saw my long hair and asked me where I was from and to see my license and registration and whatnot.

As I went for my license he saw a corner of a plastic bag coming out of my wallet and asked to see my wallet. He illegally took it from me and pulled the plastic bag out.

There were like two pot seeds and a couple pipe screens in it. He asked to search my car. I said no. He did it anyway.

Since I was moving (I really didnt have a destination. I just figured I'd find a place I liked and stop there) I had everything I owned on me including several pipes and bongs as well as marijuana and mushroom growing equipmnet. There were also 47 jars of mycelium (the vegetative part of the fungus that grows over the cake which the mushrooms grow off of) in my trunk.

I was front page news in that little Indiana town (even bigger news than the local bar owner/coke dealer that got busted near the same time). I keep meaning to scan the article for posting.

THey sold my car and all mof my worldly belongings while I was in jail but didnt tell me until months later as they gave me the run around whiel I tried to get it all back.

When they let me out of jail with 3 dollars to my name, they told me to leave town. If they see me in town they will arrest me for vagrancy and if they see me hitchhiking they will arrest me too.

I slept in parks and stuff for 3 days while I did what I could to contact some people I had met in Iowa. They wired me some money and I took a bus back there where they gave me a place to stay as I got a job and a place and a girlfriend and moved back weat in a years time.

My how times change.

As I went for my license he saw a corner of a plastic bag coming out of my wallet and asked to see my wallet. He illegally took it from me and pulled the plastic bag out.


Legal search. All he needs is probable cause - and the plastic bag and your appearance (and I bet you reeked of pot) are probably enough to search your wallet (items in plain sight).

I've been to jail, but not prison. I've known a few people who went to prison, some are still in, but I don't associate with them anymore.

Legal search. All he needs is probable cause - and the plastic bag and your appearance (and I bet you reeked of pot) are probably enough to search your wallet (items in plain sight).


No I didnt reek of anything... he saw the length of my hair and decided I must have been one of the hippies that crashed the Grateful Dead concert in their scary ass state recently before that. I've never been to a grateful dead concert.

My public defender argued that it was indeed illegal for him to do so. A corner of a plastic bad stickign out of someones wallet is not grounds for prabable cause.

I had done nothing illegal - that he knew of.

The prosecutor wanted to send me to prison for 5-10 years. The judge I think realized I was screwed over and gave me probation and a $200 fine.

And no I did not reek of pot. I didn't even have any. He did take $40 emergency money I had in my glove compartment and said it was drug money. Put it in his pocket.

Not really, unless you count that whole murder thing, but yeah impart from that im pretty clean.

We are all prisoners of NSG. :D
We're all just prisoners here
Of our own device... :p
Oh and then some...how many times have I tried (and failed) to leave...

Hotel California...
Hehe - :fluffle:

As for the question: No, I haven't been to jail and I'm not planning on going there any time soon. It'd pretty much destroy my choice and chance of a job for the state won't hire (former) criminals as teachers.

As for the question in the OP: Nope, never been and not planning on ever going. It'd pretty much reduce the chances of getting the job I want to zero as the state tends not to hire former inmates as teachers...

Thankfully I've never been to prison or jail. Hopefully things will stay that way.

No I didnt reek of anything... he saw the length of my hair and decided I must have been one of the hippies that crashed the Grateful Dead concert in their scary ass state recently before that. I've never been to a grateful dead concert.

My public defender argued that it was indeed illegal for him to do so. A corner of a plastic bad stickign out of someones wallet is not grounds for prabable cause.

I had done nothing illegal - that he knew of.

The prosecutor wanted to send me to prison for 5-10 years. The judge I think realized I was screwed over and gave me probation and a $200 fine.

And no I did not reek of pot. I didn't even have any. He did take $40 emergency money I had in my glove compartment and said it was drug money. Put it in his pocket.

Yeah, this is more or less the same story I've been hearing for 20+ years. Wotta pack of dickless wonders the police are.

Yeah, this is more or less the same story I've been hearing for 20+ years. Wotta pack of dickless wonders the police are.

Fuck the pOlice!

Fuck the pOlice!

Hells yeah.

We're all just prisoners here
Of our own device... :p


*sings* not a prisoneer, i'm a free man... and my blood is my own now! don't care where the past was, i know where I'm going ... out

:)

I got busted once in GTA Vice City

Do tours count?

Not actually convicted and sent down, but have spent quite a few nights in police cells and guard rooms for various drunken escapades........

i spent one night in a police cell is all. i might have had to go to gaol if the procurator fiscal could be bothered to hear my case but he couldn't, so yay!

i've just been told yesterday though that if i don't manage to get hold of some official in the next week or so i will be arrested the next time i set foot in jersey. fun and games. roll on march then.

Fuck the pOlice!

Nah, I'm not into fatties.

My rugby coach thought it'd be worthwhile to do a training session in the local prison. And I hadn't brought shorts, so had to borrow a very small pair from the prison. It was only at the end that we found out that they guy holding the tackle bag had another 7 years to serve for manslaughter.

Fun day out.