Blogger Mona at the Art of the Possible blog tells her story:
Some three months ago a nest of violent drug dealers moved in right next door to me (I’ve seen a gun at least once, and violent fights are a constant). They have repeatedly shaken me down for money, food, and use of my video equipment. One picked my lock when I was in the shower (they can hear when that is running) and stole the money from my purse, yelling into my bathroom she was just giving me some laundry detergent. (I’ve since gotten a deadbolt.)
These people scare me so much I foolishly decided to go over and buy a joint. They said they’d bring it to my place. They rolled it (I have no paraphernalia), asked me to try it, and then left. I immediatelyy put it out and called the cops. They were mad at me, but at the time declined to arrest me. And you see, in my anxiety-ridden mind — an issue that can impair judgment — I thought I had the smoking gun that would cause the police to arrest my neighbors. As I say, this was a few weeks ago but the officer declined to arrest me.
But, this past Wednesday morning at midnight they came with an arrest warrant per the prosecutor, accusing me of possession and vigilantism. I was taken to jail. But the very worst thing is I was strip- and body-cavity searched. I feel raped (yes, even tho the officer was female.) My son bonded me out a bit after 3 a.m.
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My heart goes out to Mona and people like her who remain the victim of violent thugs who use their obscene black-market profits to tyrannize their communities. If the marijuana market were legalized then it would be taken out of the hands of criminals and instead be run by businessmen. Like Mona said, “when was the last time Absolut and Seagrams shot it out in the streets?”
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