Quote:I am an expert. But I dont work for free.
If you aren't willing to share your knowledge for free, then why bring it up? You just profess to be the expert and everybody is supposed to bow to your superior knowledge.
Quote:You went and watched court one day in the public gallery? You got called as a witness in a traffic accident. What training or abilities do you have to say that this was the correct or preferable option? None.
Do you always answer your own questions? Yes you do.
I'll tell you why I have a chip on my shoulder from just my very first experience with the system, although I'll have to omit quite a bit to keep it shorter.
As a 14yr old boy, I witnessed an event regarding a shooting where a man was left in a wheelchair for life.
To do the "right" thing for myself and for the system, I voluntarily approached the police and told them what I saw - an unavoidable mistake on my part, because this is who I was at that time.
Although I'd have much rathered been playing cricket with my friends, I was happy enough to spend about three hours filling out police reports.
A couple of days later, I was taken to a line-up to point out the person in question.
I expected the two way mirror like I'd seen on TV, but it was nothing like that.
Out the back of the run down police station, they had a bunch of similar looking blokes standing there expressionless in front of me. I immediately recognised the person in question and told the police that this was the guy that I saw.
This wasn't good enough. "No", said the policeman, "You've got to go closer and point at him".
My hand was shaking like a leaf as I pointed at the suspect.
"No" said the policeman. "You've got to get closer".
This continued until I eventually pointed to within an inch of touching the suspect on the chest.
When the first court case come around, I was dragged out of class unannounced to attend a county court hearing. This was on my 15th birthday. I expressed to the police the fears that I was feeling about this and asked if I could just go back to school. Policeman chuckles.
On the way to the county court, the police stopped at another police station for some reason and left me sitting there for what seemed an eternity.
The court case was pretty unnerving, but I said what I had to say.
I heard nothing after this, but was taken out of class for some additional statements at some other stage.
My closer friends knew as much as me as to what it was about, but I was the talk of the school for awhile because of the rumours that circulated.
The case eventually went to the Supreme court. This time I was given notice, but I had to make my own way there.
When I arrived, the witnesses and the jury were in the foyer chatting together, so the case was adjourned until a new jury was gathered a few weeks later.
When the time come for me to give testimony and point out the person in question, he wasn't there. The policemen who were either side of him looked around the courtroom with bemused looks on their faces as to where the accused was - he was sitting on the floor behind the stand.
They dragged him up so that I could point at him and give my testimony.
I heard nothing more about the case except for what I followed up for myself.
He got off the charges on the grounds of insanity and he went back to his residence just a few blocks from my house.
I heard nothing more from the police, but I very regularly saw the shooter.
Not surprisingly, I was a bit scared that he was going to come after me.
I spent lots of nights alone in those years, and although I put on an act that I wasn't worrying about it, I was.
I kept weapons under the bed, and I had everything planned in advance for when he would come to get me.
Any larger than usual creak of the house or unusual noise outside would wake me from my sleep and put me into my plan of action.
The summer months were particularly memorable when the house would creak more than usual.
Eventually I grew a bit more confident that I could take him on if needs be, and in later years I learned that he
had died from a drug overdose. My reaction was neither here nor there, I didn't really care.
In retrospect, I vowed to always look the other way.
The police always come aknockin' when they want money or a pound of flesh - They can go bugger themselves.
A respected police force should IMO happily put themselves in a 10, 20, or even 50% change of danger if their intentions are true.
They put me in that situation as a boy trying to do the right thing without so much as a phone call to see how I'm going.
And before you say..ohh boo hoo because I had to live in fear for a few years, it's just a situation which I could've easily avoided by going to the park to play cricket. The result of the court case would've been exactly the same without my involvment, but I wouldn't have seen how they treat people trying to do the right thing like pieces of meat which they own.i