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Law firm might talke my police brutality suit against RCMP
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2019-03-27 at 11:58 PM UTCSo, some of you may have heard my story and/or seen the pics from my absolutely iron clad police brutality case that occured two years ago...
The Royal Canadian Fascist Police has stepped over the line.
I pay taxes.
Taxes pay cops.
Cops hospitalize me.
I pay cops to hospetalize me.
How is that not the most infuriating syllogism ever constructed?
I spent all day calling law firms all over town, victim advocacy groups, etc.
But guess what?
The two year statute of limitation on brutally abusing and violating citizens for questioning their authority is two years.
I finally grow the pair necessary to file a report, but it turns out to be a pair of duds.
I'm three weeks late.
The case thus pretty much rests entirely on medical proof of persistent neurological symptoms. I'm gonna try going that route as strong as I can.
If those ill-gotten-badge-toting tyrants win this round, there WILL be round 2.
I may have to ally with some less than savory characters around here for some ideas and inspiration in the arts of fighting the powers that be without becoming another played out prickless pariah. -
2019-03-28 at 12:02 AM UTCfull story posted anywhere>?
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2019-03-28 at 12:04 AM UTCI tried to punch a female RCMP when she asked me to take my boxers off, I was on a lot of klonopin and it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I woke up with similar injuries. I also took a shit on the floor, flooded the sink and jacked off on the bench.
Not nearly as bad as your chest though that looks pretty gnarly -
2019-03-28 at 12:05 AM UTCOh, and every time someone asks what I must have done to deserve that, the threads victim blaming (VP) points go up, and my penis virility (PV) goes up.
Not that cops should be allowed to use such excessive force, and possibly permanently disable, actual alleged perpetraters; but, and here's the clincher... They did it because I voiced my concern for a citizen whom they were all watching get beat up by another citizen.
I was literally defending the civil rights of a total stranger and got gang beat down and brain damaged for it.
What a country! -
2019-03-28 at 12:08 AM UTCRCMP are the rejects of police academy
I don't have a criminal record I could literally be an RCMP if I wanted lol... very low bar for entry
http://www.rcmp-grc.gc.ca/en/qualifications-and-requirements -
2019-03-28 at 12:09 AM UTCOP has red hair.
OP, you better be a hacker. Or else. -
2019-03-28 at 12:10 AM UTCFull story compiled:
A few years ago, I was on a drinking bender, and I ended up back in home town and neighbourhood (major slums...), and I end up meeting up with some random dude and we end up going to a strip club (picture the sleaziest, filthiest, grimiest strip club you can - then multiply the dive factor by about 10x).
I'm pretty drunk, so I don't know exactly what just happened, but the dude I'm in there with is being chased out of the strip club by the bouncer...
I follow suit, just to check up on him, even though I've only known him like an hour or so tops.
There are about five cops out there walking the beat (like I said, REALLY rough neighbourhood... this is standard requirements around here)...
I see the bouncer beating the dude against the sidewalk, so I'm like "yo, what is this? this seems like excessive use of force!?"...
pt2 in a sec... need a shot.
This shit was legit traumatizing...
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So one of the cops asks me if there's gonna be a problem.
I'm just like "yo, that bouncer is clearly beating that guy up, why are you not doing anything about it?"
Then he (the cop!) responds with something like... "what are you gonna do about it?"
So I say something along the lines of "this shit's illegal for one thing", and I think I might have raised my arms in a body language gesture to indicate anger...
Next thing I know, five bitch ass cops are tackling me to the ground...
I end up blacking out...
Hold, pt3 incoming...
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15 minutes later, I come to... I'm just walking down the street, head feels all fucked up, I'm just COVERED in blood...
I see a group of druggies shooting up and what not, but they're the only sign of life, so I walk up to them...
They tell me "wtf happened to you? you look like you just got the shit beat out of you?"
And I say "I don't know... five cops tackled me, I blacked out, and now I'm just walking down the street trying to make sense of it all."
Then one of the junkies is like "well, you're heating the spot out, get lost or I'll kick your ass too."
So I continue walking, dazed and confused, trying to wipe all the blood off with random pieces of paper towel I find and all that."
I can barely see out of one of my eyes.
I just keep wandering, no idea what to do next...
hold up, pt 4...
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Eventually, I realize I need to check myself into a hospital.
My wrist, for one thing, feels like it might be broken (from when they were kneeling on me and cuffing me, I imagine).
They do an x-ray, and tell me it's not broken, and that the bruises and cuts on the rest of my body and on my face will heal with time. They let me go, and I somehow end up back at my mom's house (her house is nearby, I live out of town but I'm way too fucked up physically to make that trip).
For the next couple days, I'm just stuck on my moms couch trying to make sense of things.
I was so fucking confused, my brain just felt fucked.
I went back to the hospital to check myself into the psych ward because my brain just wasn't processing things right...
I get into see a psych nurse and he does a psych exam, then gives me a referal to see a psychiatrist later in the week.
But I'm still not feeling right... so I go back into the ER and say "look, my brain is fucked up. something is wrong. I can't even process my environment right now."
So I end up seeing an ER doc who gives one look at my face and says "you clearly suffered a serious concussion."
So I ask "will this all go away? because I can't process things, I have no short term memory, I can't function."
Then he gives me some meds to calm me down and to help me sleep, but tells me that I could end up feeling like that for weeks, if not months.
I leave the hospital and take the meds he gives me.
For WEEKS I couldn't even look at a computer screen.
I had all kinds of fucked up neurological symptoms for months even.
Some of my cuts and bruises didn't heal for months, almost a year even.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2019-03-28 at 12:18 AM UTCI WAS SO CONCUSSED THAT I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS CONCUSSED.
I tried to lock myself up in the psych ward because I thought I lost my mind (although kinda did tho).
Once you reconcile the brutal syllogism in the OP about how I pay cops to assault me with this concept demonstrating just how badly they fucked me up, you can't possibly see the cockroaches that did that to me as anything other than uniform/badge wearing frauds, and the system that protects them as a corrupt yet impotent attempt at an actualized police state. -
2019-03-28 at 12:19 AM UTCSyrup chugging moose fuckers.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2019-03-28 at 12:24 AM UTCcity cops are much more chill usually. Calgary police caught me with a meth pipe and let me keep it.
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2019-03-28 at 12:27 AM UTCAll I have to do now is bootstrap some legal arguments for extenuating circumstances surrounding my delayed report submission.
If I can somehow manager that, the firm will seriously consider taking on my case.
This could make history.
Unfortunately Canada isn't quite as litigious as the U.S., so I can't get millions for "pain and suffering", but I would consider enough to pay off all the debts this pseudo-socialist shit pit sucked out of me to be a satisfactory victory.
The five bitch ass fascist thugs that blitz attacked me should be stripped of their badges as well, of course, but like this cucked country will give a fuck about a victimized citizen. -
2019-03-28 at 12:30 AM UTC
Originally posted by Ghost city cops are much more chill usually. Calgary police caught me with a meth pipe and let me keep it.
I have had WAY more interactions with RCMP than anyone should ever have... Been in the back of at least a good 20-30 squad cars. I've literally thanked most of them when they dropped me off at the drunk tank, and the rest I would smile and say hi to whenever I ran into them again.
Only one experience has defied this pattern. The one this thread is about. -
2019-03-28 at 12:35 AM UTCMost small towns in BC/Alberta don't have a local police force so they just have an RCMP force instead.
They are Canada's glorified highway patrol basically -
2019-03-28 at 12:38 AM UTCare you 100% sure all this really happened?
did you take any drugs beside the alcohol?
what if, the random guy you met up with drugged and raped you? -
2019-03-28 at 1:14 AM UTCWere they on horses?
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2019-03-28 at 3:07 AM UTCi agree, fuck those cops
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2019-03-28 at 3:29 AM UTCLife is a curse. I hate life, and everybody in it.
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2019-03-28 at 4:52 AM UTCniggerThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2019-03-28 at 5:03 AM UTCYou left it too long
not just for the statute of limitations, but because you're fully healed it'll be hard to make it look like anything more than a cash grab -
2019-03-28 at 6:42 AM UTCWere all the cops females?
