Showing posts with label patience. Show all posts
Showing posts with label patience. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Combining Open Carry with public drunkenness. Just when you thought these lunatics could not be any more frightening.

So below are some citizen reports that were phoned in to the police of Kalamazoo, Michigan: 

The first caller reports seeing a "Caucasian man with white hair and pajama pants walking with what looks like and AK-47." 

A second caller says he saw an older man walking down the street with what looked to be an assault rifle, although he admits it could also be a pellet or BB gun. He says the man had the gun up by his shoulder and "didn't look dangerous or nothing." The dispatcher asks if the gun is in the man's hands, to which the caller replies it is not. "He's an elderly man and I just want to make sure everything's all right," he says. 

A third caller gives police more cause for alarm. "There's an older gentleman carrying what looks like a large semi-automatic rifle through the streets," the male caller says. "He does appear to be intoxicated; he's stumbling around a little bit and kind of bumping into some stuff."

KDPS Sgt. Sean Gordon is the first officer on the scene and observed the man with a gun slung across his shoulder and jaywalking across the street in a state of intoxication.

He carefully makes contact with the individual: 

Gordon: Hey partner, how you doing? Can you set that down real quick and talk to me? 

Houseman: I'm not setting it down. 

Gordon: Well you can't cross the street like that. 

Houseman: Am I being detained? 

Gordon: Yes, you are being detained right now. You crossed the street illegally. Place the weapon down on the ground please. 

Houseman: I will not. 

Gordon radios that it appears the man will not drop his rifle. 

Gordon: "Look, you crossed the street illegally; I just want to talk to you. I just want to talk to you. You're walking around here scaring people, man. 

A second Public Safety vehicle arrives just after 4:11 p.m. About a minute later, Gordon asks Houseman for his name. Houseman says he is "Joe Schmoe." 

"Based on training and experience I know that this is a euphemism used as an alias and knew it was not correct," Gordon would later write in his report. 

Houseman: I am free to go? 

Gordon: "No, you're not free to go. Right now you're committing a crime of resisting and obstructing (for failing to identify himself after being stopped for jaywalking). Now you've stepped up to a misdemeanor crime. 

Houseman: Why don't you (expletive) shoot me? 

Gordon: I don't want to shoot you; I'm not here to do that.

As the interaction continues Houseman  calls the officers "gang members" and mentions a coming "revolution." Which you may all remember is the same language used by those cop killers in Nevada.

More officers arrive, including SWAT, but the police continue to negotiate with Mr. Houseman and avoid the use of force.

Another officer takes the lead, KDPS Lt. Stacey Geik, who finally convinced Houseman to lay down his weapon, which turns out to be empty.

He then has the following exchange with Houseman: 

Geik offers to allow Houseman to walk home and retrieve his rifle the following day, or to drive him home and continue the discussion there. Houseman declines both offers. 

Geik: But you're not stable mentally, which now takes you away from that rifle. 

Houseman: I'm not stable mentally? How do you decide that? 

Geik: You're damn right. How did this happen with open carry? What are you supposed to do when you contact law enforcement? Do you say, 'I hate you mother(expletive), (expletive) you? I hate you, there's a revolution coming.' Do you say that? Is that what you're taught? 

Houseman: It was wrong of me. 

Houseman agains asks for his gun back. Geik tells him he wants to make sure he isn't a risk to himself or others. 

Geik: You saying (expletive), (expletive), (expletive) and yelling across the street with a rifle in your hands ... 

Houseman: That's my First Amendment right. 

Geik: No it's not. You can't swear. 

Houseman: That's bull---. I can threaten you if I want to. 

Geik: That's incorrect. 

Houseman: I can threaten you. I can threaten you're family. I didn't threaten your family, I said I could. 

Unidentified officer: You said a war was coming. 

Houseman: I didn't say a war was coming. 

Unidentified officer: You said a revolution is coming. 

Houseman: Think about it. You know it is.

My first thought is that the Kalamazoo police are very patient people.

My second thought is that these idiots need to stop quoting the Constitution until they have somebody sit down and explain it to them.

And my third thought is that if these assholes keep talking about a revolution they are going to find themselves yelling that kind of crap through iron bars. 

This idiot is very lucky he did not end up looking like a chunk of Swiss cheese, but if this keeps up there is definitely going to come a time when an abrasive Open Carry advocate runs into an irritable police officer and then shit is going to get real.

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Sometimes I really love my kid.

This was posted by my daughter on Facebook late last night.

You know when her mother was making her go to church youth groups three times a week, homeschooling her with Creationist centered "learning" materials, and exposing her to people who told her that her father was an agent of Satan, I really used to worry about how my daughter would turn out in the end.

For my part I never told her that those people were nuts or made her choose between MY views on religion vs her mother's. I simply waited, believing that with my genes there had to come a day when she would cry bullshit.

And when that day came all I did was give her access to the information and told her that it was her journey and that I would meet her at the end.

It took awhile but eventually I looked over my shoulder and there she was walking a path very similar to my own. Which is very nice, because sometimes it can be so very, very lonely.

Friday, July 17, 2009

President Barack Obama speaks to the NAACP.

There are a lot of things that I am frustrated about concerning our new President.

Why is "don't ask, don't tell" still the policy of the military?

When is he going to throw out "no child left behind"?

Why is he standing in the way of the Bush administration being brought to justice?

But damn when I hear him speak it just makes me want to vote for him all over again.


By the time he reaches the end of this speech the hairs on the back of my neck are standing straight up and I can feel my heart beat faster as I hope desperately for the change that he promises. And I know that his plate is overflowing with responsibilities, and that these things take time, but I just find myself fearful that his actions will not match the words.

But I tell myself that I need to have something that I have NEVER had before. I have to have faith.

So I am going to step outside in a few minutes and breathe deeply of the crisp Alaskan air, and allow the heat of the sun to warm my flesh, as I tell myself that every day things are getting better and that someday the damage done by both the Bush and Palin administrations will be nothing but a painful memory.

Someday.