Silenced by the Man

I lost my voice.

Last time I did it was three days that I had an empty voice and then it came back all low and growly. That will be my opportunity to call a bunch of people pretending to be a cop, or something.

Then again, I could have always used the Arnold sound-board.

"I'm a cop, you idiot!"

Somehow I'm obsessed with police. Not in a good way, but in a way that makes fun of them. I don't appreciate them at all. "Protect and serve" is more like "Patronize and self-serve." I've never had a police officer help me even when I needed it.

Back when I drove Drake, my old '89 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme, I remember being disabled on the side of the road and having at least three police cars pass me in complacency before the help I called came. Also I was driving with my brother in his car and it became disabled in the middle of the road in the middle of a busy intersection. We basically jumped out of the car and pushed it onto a road and over to the side to get out of the way. It took maybe 3 minutes, and other vehicles could absolutely tell there was a problem and there was no disturbances. Out of nowhere a police cruiser comes by and hands him a FUCKING TICKET for obstructing traffic. WTF? We MOVED it to prevent it from being an obstruction.

All I see anywhere are cops getting free meals from places, and I'm sure they selectively enforce the law based on if they like you or not. There are too many white cops, far more than the percentage of the population. That should mean something. They also have a chip on their shoulder, otherwise they wouldn't look for a way to push other people around.

That's why I love my "Plain Clothes Cop" shirt.

Ha, a little larengitis and you think I can be silenced?