If there's a USRDA of anger, I've just exceeded mine Thanks for sharing -- exposing the ridiculousness of the current drug policy is the only way to get enough citizens to truly understand what happens as a result, and not just to the "deserving", to begin to object en masse and get it overturned or at least HIGHLY modified (no pun intended, despite use of caps) Even if the mayor is a serious pot dealer, that's no call to shoot his dogs... and I would not be surprised if it turns out he had nothing to do with that package. What is wrong with people? grrrr > X-Spam-Checker-Version: SpamAssassin 3.1.0 (2005-09-13) on lists.looneylabs.com > X-Barracuda-BBL-IP: nil > X-Spam-Level: > X-Spam-Status: No, score=0.0 required=5.0 tests=none autolearn=disabled version=3.1.0 > X-Original-To: something@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx > Delivered-To: something@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx > Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2008 16:38:28 -0400 > From: Allen Firstenberg <ll@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx> > To: something@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx > Content-disposition: inline > User-Agent: Mutt/1.4.2.1i > Cc: > Subject: [Something] Berwyn Heights Mayor Targeted in Drug Raid > X-Barracuda-Encrypted: AES256-SHA > X-Barracuda-Bayes: INNOCENT GLOBAL 0.0000 1.0000 -2.0210 > X-Barracuda-Spam-Report: Code version 3.2, rules version 3.2.1.1310 Rule breakdown below pts rule name description ---- ---------------------- -------------------------------------------------- 0.10 RDNS_NONE Delivered to trusted network by a host with no rDNS > > > Here is a local news organization's reporting of the story: > http://www.wjla.com/news/stories/0708/540029.html > > And here is the mayor's telling of the story: > > >>>From: "Cheye Calvo" <ccalvo@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> > >>>Date: July 30, 2008 11:42:16 AM EDT > >>> > >>>Subject: Tuesday evening (and night) > >>> > >>>Dear Friends and Neighbors- > >>> Yesterday evening, as my mother-in-law prepared dinner and > >>>I changed clothes hurrying to head to a community meeting, a > >>>heavily-armed county SWAT team burst through our living room door > >>>and shot and killed both of our dogs. There were loud voices. In > >>>the sights of two high-caliber weapons, I was ushered downstairs > >>>in only my boxer shorts before I was bound and forced to kneel on > >>>the floor. My mother-in-law was bound face down in the kitchen. > >>>The dead body of my bigger and older dog, Payton, laid in a pool > >>>of blood on the other side of the living room. > >>> It was some time before someone spoke to me other than to > >>>yell orders. I was told there was a warrant but was never shown > >>>one. After many questions and much anger, I was told that they had > >>>intercepted a package addressed to our house that contained 32 > >>>pounds of marijuana. The large, white box, which I just had > >>>retrieved from the front porch, sat unopened on a living room table. > >>> The county police then proceeded to turn our house upside- > >>>down. I was moved to the kitchen, where I could see my little dog, > >>>Chase, lying in his own pool of blood. My mother-in-law watched > >>>them shoot him while he was running away. After about 90 minutes, > >>>they finally removed my restraints, which tied my hands behind my > >>>back. About the same time, Animal Control came to remove our dogs. > >>>Emotions overtook me; I broke down and sobbed. > >>> They asked questions. Through my anger, hurt, and > >>>confusion, I answered them. Trinity came home from work a little > >>>after 8:00 pm, and they questioned her outside. We both were and > >>>remain in shock. It does not make sense, but shared what we could. > >>>About three-and-a-half hours passed before they acknowledged that > >>>they had found nothing to connect us to the box, but could not be > >>>100 certain whether or not we were involved. The package alone was > >>>enough to arrest us all, they said, but they would not so long as > >>>we continued to cooperate. > >>> Then they left. The broken front door remained open and > >>>unsecured. Blood from my dogs was pooled and tracked throughout > >>>the house. Our belongings were pulled from drawers, closets, and > >>>trunks and tossed about, piled in the middle of rooms and on > >>>tables and beds. > >>> A Berwyn Heights officer on the scene helped me get the > >>>door shut. Just after midnight, I began to clean up the blood. We > >>>put a few things back. Trinity and I tried to sleep. Instead, we > >>>both laid there through the night as disbelief, fear, and anger > >>>played off one another. We try to make sense of it. They invaded > >>>our home and killed our dogs! That, above all else, can't be undone. > >>> A friend came this morning to secure the door. People have > >>>begun to call, and the outpouring of friendship and support brings > >>>tears to my eyes. The media calls have begun, as well. > >>> I wanted to get this out so that you at least hear the > >>>story from me. This promises to be a lengthy process, which will > >>>involve telling and re-living this story time and again. > >>>Hopefully, the healing will begin soon. > >>> > >>>Warm regards, > >>>Cheye (Mayor of Berwyn Heights > > > _______________________________________________ > Something mailing list > Something@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx > http://lists.looneylabs.com/mailman/listinfo/something