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| There Ain't No Justice |
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- A GREAT INJUSTICE -
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by Bazil Ratbone
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Okay here's my story.... It was mischief night just like any other
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mischief night, but this year I thought to myself..hmmm, "I'm not gonna
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just sit around this night like every year, I'm gonna do something good."
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(I thought yea I'd be a big guy and do something big) So I made a call to
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a kid across the street from me who told me that I could go with him and
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some kid who drove a brand new black Firebird. He told me they had sixteen
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dozen eggs and I didn't have to pay for them. When I heard this I told him
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I'd be over in a couple of minutes.
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I grabbed my own two dozen eggs and headed off to his house. When I
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got there I saw him stick a b.b. gun down his pants (he had a CO2
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operating one) he said, "Go run home and get yours." I thought to
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myself..hmmm, "Now this will be great." (I should've realized how stupid I
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was at the time.) I ran across the street, went in my house and searched
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through my b.b. guns, I found my hand gun (not a CO2 but quite powerfull)
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and stuck it in my big heavy jacket. As I ran out the door my mother
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yelled, "Stop!" She told me she wanted to now where I was going I told
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her to my friends house, she let me reluctantly.
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When I got to his house our ride was already there, we packed
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everything up and headed out for what would've seemed to be a great night.
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At first we rode around looking for little kids in my neighborhood. After a
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while we got bored and went to the kids house who was driving. In this
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story I'll refer to him as Chuck and the kid who lives across the street
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from me as Tom. We searched his neighborhood quickly for kids then headed
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into Toms River to steal some car stereo which they had heard of. When we
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got there the car that supposedly had a killer "system" wasn't there so we
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started back to Brick. We stopped and ate at Kentucky Fried Chicken (no
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plug intended that was the first place we saw). We ate then headed back
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home again.
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On the way we saw four girls walking, we shut off the lights and
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drove up to them. As we flew by them we must've hit them with about two
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eggs each. We went back for another pass but this time they were ready and
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threw a great shot. Lucky for us it hit the t-top so it came off easily
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(this car was beutiful). On the last pass I noticed that I knew the girls
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and were good friends with each of them. We went back to Chuck's house so
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we could figure out what we were gonna do. So far I thought it was a lame
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night, it was rainy and no one was outside. At Chuck's we shot a couple
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eggs out of my three-man slingshot. We bagged a couple of houses but soon
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got bored. We left the house in plain to do something "big." We turned a
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corner and saw a car sitting there with a for sale sign on it.
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We pulled out our b.b. guns and as we drove by we fired away (I had
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an air pump gun so I only got one powerful shot off, but Tom's gun let out
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eight bullets in three seconds) as we bombarded the car a rush was sent
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through me. I didn't know if the rush was telling me that I was stupid or
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that the shooting was exciting or even enjoyable. As we drove away I could
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hear glass falling to the pavement. Just as we got out of the neighborhood
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Tom had a great idea (or so I thought at the time) he said, "Hey, why don't
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we go down to the car dealer place and fly by!" So as dumb as I was I
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thougt it would be a good idea.
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Now, we were coming up on the car dealership so I got the gun out
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and got it ready. As we drove by again I only got one shot off but Tom hit
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about eight cars. We got out of there as fast as we could and headed back
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to Tom's. By this time it was 11:30 and we were gonna start heading back to
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my house. As Chuck took a wide screaching turn a cop pulled onto the same
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street and pulled us over. The cop said that he got reports of a black
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Firebird. He asked us to step out of the car. The cop then grabbed a pack
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of four dozen eggs and smashed it against the seat. He said, "Ohh damn,
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when I was searching the car the eggs broke on accident." Then the next
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cop started searching the passenger side he popped his head up and had a
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gun (which operated with CO2) in his hand. He said, "Now your going big
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time." He said, "Is it loaded!" Everything happened so fast I couldn't
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remember, Tom was just as shocked. The cop put the gun up moving the aim
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back and fourth between Tom and I and said, "Is this loaded, if I pull the
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fucking trigger will it blow off your fucking heads!" I looked at Chuck
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and told him to say something he shouted out, "Yes!, Yes!."... The cop
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smiled because he noticed we were terrified. By this time there were four
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cop cars there, and they took Chuck off to a car (I didn't see him until we
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arrived at the station).
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Here's where the injustice begins...
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They cuffed Tom first putting the cuffs on so tight when they
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took them off at the station we was bleeding and all whelted. Then a cop
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comes up to me and says, "Put you hand on the car." He then proceeded to
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frisk me and found nothing else. As this was going on another cop who was
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searching the car again pulled up with my gun (which I hid really good).
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Now the cop that was frisking me got angry about the other gun. He said,
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"Put your hands behind your back!." I thought he asked me to put my hand
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on my head and when I put them there he punched me in the back of my head.
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I fell against the back of the cop car and I didn't even feel it because I
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was in shock. I then stood up from leaning over the car and put my hand
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out, he slapped the cuffs on and started dragging me to the cop car that
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Tom was already in.
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As we came closer to the car he started asking me questions (now
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let me remind you that he didn't read me my rights once). I answered in
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simple answers until he said, "What were you doing with the guns?" I
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didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. He got mad and slammed me into
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the side of the car. I didn't know what to do so I just dropped. He then
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picked me up and threw me into the side again. As I layed on the wet
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pavement all thought gone from my mind I froze. After a second I started
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getting up, he then kicked me, I fell down again (I was half way up to
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begin with) he then grabbed me up from the street and threw me in the car.
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Tom said to me, "Holy shit, ary you alright?" I told him, "Did you see
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that?" He said, "He felt the car move!"
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As we took the ride to the station we were both silent, while the
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cop smoked a cigar and sang to the tunes on the radio he had on. We
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arrived at the station in about five minutes. He then pulled us out of the
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car and escorted us in. Just as I was entering I saw Chuck walking behind
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us with his escort. We then went in and took a left, as we walked through
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there was another cop coming the opposite way and he had a lunch in his
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hand, he yelled, "Get the fuck out of my way punks, I'll put a bullet in
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each of your heads!" As he said this he pushed Tom against the wall and
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kept on walking.
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The police man took us to the D.W.I. room and pushed us onto the
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floor. (Now have you ever tried to lay down on your stomach with your hands
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behind your back, it's not so nice on your face) As I went down I banged
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my face on the floor and let out a little whimper. We sat there for about
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ten minutes not moving, not talking, then another cop comes in and asks us
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all these questions, so he could fill out some form. He still never read me
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my rights or anyone else's. Another cop comes in and says he called all of
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our parents and they're on the way. He then finger printed us and filled
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out forms and such shit.
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Finally they let us go into another room to see our parents. As my
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mom signed me out I got a big speech. In her speech she told me that the
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cops said when they asked me where I got the gun I didn't answer them, they
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didn't seem to mention that they asked me that when they were banging me
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against the car. This is a true story believe it if you want to. I got my
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court date in the mail and I have to go on January seventh. Wish me luck.
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and thanx for listening or should I say reading.
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Bye all.....
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*** Bazil Ratbone***
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11-29-92
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