I spoke with a guy from the NYC Civilian Complaint Review Board today. I'm supposed to go in on Tuesday and make a sworn statement regarding getting pepper-sprayed, and then I'll have to go in again and pick the officer out of a photo line-up.
Good luck. Please keep us informed about what happens.
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Originally posted by fable
He's a thug (no offense, RandomThug), shrewd enough to play all the national games right: sane, with Iago's cynical sanity (to misquote Huxley).
First off no harm done, I understand the responsibility I assume when I choose the name Randomthug. I find myself on many servers (games) being ignored by prejudices of my Handle.
Secondly you've read Doors of Perception or is that a misquoted line from heaven and hell. Personally my lack of knowledge of basic latin and my current lack of any repitition in reading (school or anything on that level) keeps my brain from wanting to finish The doors of perception.
Thirdy at Voodoo. Go get them I have had cops in my city unfairly mace my friends, really bad stuff we were like 16. I was late to the party, got lucky.
Jackie Treehorn: People forget the brain is the biggest sex organ.
The Dude: On you maybe.
