re: #438 JustMyView

I may be wasting my time, but I’ll re-post this from the other day for the obtuse here (deliberate or otherwise).

Awhile back, a sherriff’s deputy comes by and knocks on the front door of casa de Fenway (not an everyday occurance). For whatever reason, he wanted to know how long I had been living there. I answered and…here’s the kicker…provided ID when asked. He explained that he stopped by because he recieved information that someone was squatting in a vacant residence in the area…and either they gave him the wrong address or the tip was bogus.

What do you think would’ve happened if I started yelling and swearing at him and telling him that he had no right to be there and he was a racist before he even asked me for ID? Maybe gratuitously bring up the deputy’s hispanic last name to boot and told him he was only asking these questions because he had me pegged as white trash?

Even thought I wasn’t (hypothetically) being violent per-se, but there’s disorderly conduct laws on the books in many jurisdictions. How many hours do you think I would’ve spent in the hoosegow? The thing is, I’m not friends with the governor or President, so I can’t run crying to them when I start acting like a combative, petulant brat towards a policeman following up on a complaint.