Charges and records and police, oh my!
I am sad to hear your confidence in the RCMP'S hard work because it isn't only my bad experience with them, I've got others permission to write stories on their behalf and they are tear jerkers for sure.
I do not have a criminal record and neither does my best friend and co-accused in this case. The third accused has an extensive criminal record including violent offences and is currently in custody for this matter.
My best friend and I are not in the business of breaking the law and neither of us have the option of a CSO if convicted of any or all of our charges if we let it go to trial. The crowns plea bargain offered to us is 2 yrs CSO. But we have to plead guilty to at least one of the charges against us...I can't speak for my friend but I know myself we weren't even aware of what was happening at the time.
Unfortunately, in Canada, inncoent people have to plead guilty to stay out of prison or get lighter sentencing. Its an option not given at the end of trial where the judge or jury decide if they believe you did it or not.
Its the grey areas where they can use their own experiences and beliefs make that final decition that scares me. If it was black and white I'd be sleeping at night. I hear that a guilty man falls asleep once arrested and put into custody. Because of the knowledge that they are there for something they have done, they sleep almost relieved in dealing with their punishment. An innocent one is wrought with grief and cannot sleep easily figuring out how to prove their innocence. Sleep is never sound, never relieved by any peace of mind, just frustration and injustice and finally anger is felt.
In cells it doesn't matter if your innocent as an angel, your treated with the same indignities you'd expect in a foreign prison (although, that of course is WAY worse) The guards here are rude, they feed you a half frozen bun and black coffee for the time your in cells, so if your a woman and your going to be transported after the long weekend to the mainland (men wouldn't have this problem as there are several prisons for them here) you'd eat the same half frozen white bun with some kind of "inmate consumption only" meat substitute they serve in all our jails, and black coffee for a week or sometimes two weeks without anything else. I'm not saying that they should be offered a menu or special treatment but basic humane treatment isn't even offered. When I was arrested, the prison guard wouldn't allow me to have any feminine hygene product when I asked him. He finally relented and yelled loudly down the hallway, "SO YOU NEED A TAMPON EH? JEEZ!" and I'm not a convicted criminal or being difficult or anything.
I was sick to my stomach at the way he got off on the suffering of every person who came into cells while I was there. There was an underage girl sobbing in a cell all night next to my cell. She cried out for someone to let her speak to her daddy, repeated over and over that she was only 16 and that she doesn't know why she was in this place. She was frightened and I was horrified as he told her to "sh*t the F**k up, nobody cares about you, your here because they found you passed out on **** rd next to the pub" he continued on that she must have been drinking. She cried snottily, and sincerely, (I know she didn't have toilet paper to blow her nose) "I wasn't drinking, I must have passed out, I don't know why I passed out, I don't remember how I got here, where's my wallet, look in my wallet, my ID says my age, please let me call my daddy. I need to talk to my daddy." He told her to sh*t the f up at least 10 times before the b**tch guard came on duty and told the girl "she had better sh*t up" another 10 times and that she wouldn't be getting any phone calls right now.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, I screamed at the top of my lungs at the woman guard, (I have been a singer as a hobby for many years and have to admit, I can cause a shudder in people at the commanding tone and extreme desible my voice can become when necessary...I get it from my father otherwise, we are softspoken individuals) "I blared with every single ounce of my being, "you stop telling that little girl to shut up, and you better have an officer investigate the reason why she is claiming to be underage because if you do not, I will be damb sure someone does something about the way you've been speaking and acting to a minor who shouldn't even be in here at all. Let her call her f**g father! damb it"
I had to listen to her cry for a few hours more, but it wasn't so frightened of a cry as she must have felt my protection over her no matter if I could actually do anything or not, she wasn't alone in that cell anymore, I was with her. We didn't try to speak to each other and we didn't sleep either. Best of all she wasn't yelled at again by anyone for crying and the guard got her something to eat and drink immediately afterwards and never said a word to me about it either. I wrote up the two guards in detail to THE RCMP COMPLAINTS DEPARTMENT. I also wrote to the Ombutsman but she said it was the RCMP COMPLAINTS DEPARTMENT that deals with those issues.
Nothing must have been done because I was brought in on one other occation in my life as a suspect of a stolen vehicle in my area two roads down and abandoned in the church yard behind my property. Apparently an unknown witness saw a person, not sure if male or female or age nothing, ran through my back yard and dissapeared. The church yard is not my property, it's used by all kinds of people for all sorts of crime because its protected from the roads in the center of all the houses on both surrounding roads like an inner parkyard with escape routes in only two know places my fence...which no matter how many times I have it repaired its kicked down at least once a week. I've used metal, wires, spikes in the top, two by fours two layers deep, green nails in a board before the edge of the fence camoflauged in the grass on both sides to get the ones who try and jump the fence, oil in a bucket with a boobie trip,:laughing3::downtown: (I love the word boobie trap, boobie trip is just as nice) all no good. I've dared people to make it unbreakable, nobody has been able to stop the fence wreckers.
Do the police who are constantly watching my place ever catch anyone knocking down the fence? :laughing7: ghah right? Stop ,making me laugh, oh, it hurts, I have to stop laughing...the RCMP never bust anyone smashing the windows of my house, or breaking in, or breaking down my steel door to get in, or my heavy duty gorgeous oak door (that I spent days stripping and refinishing only to come home to the panel by the door knob smashed in...and not cleanly, I repared it and it happened again a week later.) people coming over and bear spraying me and other people repeatedly, or when complete strangers drunk come barging into my house shooting a gun off at me, or dumping their entire two bedroom appartment onto my front lawn, or getting the crap beaten out of me, or stealing my belongings all day long while I'm not home...my t.v., dvd, stereo, any electronics, speakers, furniture worth anything, even 200,000 dollars in tools I was storing for someone I will speak about later a lot, all in broad daylight and MORE THAN ONCE! -run on sentences to be sure whatever...-
oh dear got all off topic, I will sort out order of events eventually. For now let me vent, I've got to in case you didn't notice! Oh court...same as last week adjourned till next week again...third time for this to set a date for trial. I am always present and well attired for these adjournments, pre this's and thats, I don't know how many times I've been to court over this so far but it is propably getting close to 20 appearances and it's been almost two years! talk again soon.... talk to me...
