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I have re-composed/edited the poem that has caused such things as threats of violence against myself, -not in reaction to the threats, but in consideration to others who might be related, by name , but innocent of the crimes the now un-named, but dead cop from another era committed in the irrecoverable past. The name was changed to protect the innocent, all else remains.
V____ K_____ was a cop. He hassled people. The number of lives that he was personally responsible for wrecking or at the very least severely messing with is in the hundreds. I recently received a threat from someone who claims to be the son of this man.
If I were in a popularity contest, and I was more concerned with looking good, and gaining many shallow friends, than I am with the truth, I would never turn over the rocks that the evil hide under, I would write the kind of blather that gets you money and prestige instead.
I don't take kindly to threats however. It seems that the legacy of violence and misbegotten false authority as was used by the father has been taken up by the son.
I do not believe in the violence of the gun and sword. I conscientiously object to all form of war. I am not left without defense and recourse however. And in that reference I have hereby published the email address of the man who threatened me, for the record.
Should this man and any of his redneck friends decide to act on the threat, the premeditation is listed here. As of 2/07/09
Nice way to introduce yourself.
You know, I thought about the grand-daughter, and that bare vestige of humanity got me thinking of considering the possibility -for the sake of a child's memory- that I might take the poem out of circulation. However being accused by this man of 'slander' puts it in an entirely different light.
There is no 'slander' if it is the truth.
Almost 30 years ago this mans father caused much pain and suffering to myself, my family, and my friends, all over a God-given herb known as cannabis to the intelligent, studied person, marijuana to the general un-informed public, and pot by just about everybody.
I was growing 12 plants at the time, which if brought to harvest might have rendered me enough to last the winter. I was cultivating a rare breed of cannabis ruderalis, mixed with the early humboldt varieties sativa-indica hybrids. Its loss is still a thorn in my life experience.
This man, V___ K___ was out to make a name for himself. And like all the the cops empowered by Nixon and Reagan in their war on the counterculture, turned into their "War On Drugs" he, and they all saw the easy marks of the 'hippie' types, and went for it.
If anyone wants to get a modern eye witness account of Nazi behavior, ask anyone who has ever been busted for growing pot.
And it was easy for them. Except for the occasional VietNam vet guarding their patch with AK47s (which the cops steered clear of for obvious reasons) most of us 'marijuana smokers' were pretty peaceful. Not until pot began to be used as leverage to get a warrant for breaking into peoples houses for the purpose of getting information on other 'crimes' (some of them really crimes) did the cops ever meet any real resistance in their 'pot war.'
The 'job' that this man and others were doing to 'support their families' as Jason puts it. was criminal, violent, demonic, evil, and wrong. The fact that a corrupted power structure -that is now coming to its final end- supported this war on new ideas, and New Spiritual Awakening, certainly does not alter the fact in any way that the behavior of these individuals under the false authority -and soon to be proven unconstitutional- and empowerment of the equally immoral, and unethical "War On Drugs" was unconscionable, and not any better than the worst thugs ever to rob, rape, and murder.
And they like to call themselves 'heroes.' Though I have no doubt that there are some brave and courageous men in the past who believed that they served a greater cause in the form of law enforcement, and for their courage might deserve the title. If however, their behavior at other times resembles the kind of behavior we have witnessed in the past few decades of police over-empowerment, no amount of 'courage under fire' can atone for it.
Today in my inbox I got a couple of links directing me to some cop memorials. As if that was supposed to have some great meaning. You know, all you have to do to get your name on one of those is be a cop and die, That's it. Just be a cop and die. not very impressive if you ask me. What should be on those walls are the other, REAL victims in their war on people. The ones they killed, maimed, and destroyed, all over a PLANT!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, by the way the Good 'ol Boy redneck judge, good friend of mr. V___ K___ had a stroke, right before he was going to sentence me to over a year in the state prison, because I was too poor to pay their blood money, and was replaced by a circuit judge from P_______d. Having pled guilty to get the charges dropped against my wife, mother of my 7 children -who had nothing to do with my crop- I was facing 2 felonies.
The judge was going to sentence me, but he asked if I had anything to say before he passed sentence. I did.
When I was done, he said to me (and its on record folks) "Mr. Hubbard, you are the most articulate person I've heard in this courtroom yet." And then he looked that D.A. right in the eye (who was already turning several shades of embarrassed red) and said, "You don't seriously expect me to send this man to prison for a year do you?"
The D.A. stammered and stuttered out a 'No sir. Uh I can suspend it to 30 days.'
"Not good enough." was the judges answer.
He went on to explain why. He did not as an officer of the court believe that marijuana should be legal, but he agreed with me 100% that the tactics, behavior, and JURIS PRUDENCE of the officers in the case, NAMELY MR. V___ K___ and all his redneck deputies was out of line, and unworthy of honor, which in his, the judges mind negated the already thin premises of the 'felony' of smoking marijuana. He told me;
"Mr. Hubbard, if this case had come before me, and you had not pled guilty, I would have let you walk. But this is not a trial, it is a sentencing, and I have to sentence you to something."
The judge spent a long time in his chambers, and then came out.
"I'm sorry Mr. Hubbard, but the best that I can do is sentence you to 10 days with 3 days credit for time served. No fine. No probation. But there will be these two felonies on your record that I cannot expunge at this time."
He asked me if I needed time to get my affairs in order, but I didn't so I spent a week of quality time in the D_______ County Jail. And it was quality time. The cops couldn't wait to get rid of me.
Its all there on record.
So who's foolin' who?
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