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Courthouse Confessions is the recommended blog for this month. Take… 
6th-Aug-2008 12:35 pm
Courthouse Confessions is the recommended blog for this month. Take a moment and listen to the voices of those who were arrested in New York. Wonder a little about when you will hear from them again at this blog.

A Sample:

My name is Craig Lewis. Somebody had gave me a dollar that they owed me for two weeks on 125th. Street and Lexington Avenue and the police they seen it and talk about observed me doing sale. I never sold the dude a bag. The dude told them I never sold a bag of weed. They let him go and kept me. They give me time served for no apparent reason. For a dollar, for a dollar bill. The 25th. Precent is corrupt. man. The Manhattan North Squad this is corrupt, this is corrupt. For no reason they just locking everybody up. They got a thousand people downstairs that's in there for no reason. Cause they think they saw something or they just standing around for no reason. And there charging them for bullshit charges. You know and it's wrong. It's really wrong. And I don't know what else to say. I'm just pissed off. I got another charge for no reason.

He had a bag of weed in his pocket, they didn't catch me with no drugs in my pocket, they caught me with one dollar, one dollar, it's the same dollar that they seen him give him. Was the only dollar I had in my pocket. It's right here, it's right here, thats it. And I'm going through the system for no apparent reason. And this is wrong, you know this dude got let out with no charges against him. I'm the one that's holding the charges and I never sold no marijuana in my life. That hurts my feeling and I don't know what else to say. This wrong, you know. This is wrong, injustice. Somebody needs to do something about that. If you can help make a change. I'll start a rally with you. I'll start a march with you. I'll do something with you. This is serious. They're going all over Harlem picking up people for no apparent reason. Randomly, stopping you. Ay up you looking like you're doing something wrong, well we are going to take you downtown. No reason. Undercovers. These are all undercover cops. They'll sit there and see you from a mile away, talking about they see you doing sale. But how could you seeing me doing sale when I only have a dollar in my pocket. How is that? No drugs no nothing was found on me. He gave me the dollar. No drugs no nothing was found. No nothing. They stripped searched me. No nothing was found. And nobody is helping me. You know. This is wrong. This is wrong. I just wanna go home.
6th-Aug-2008 10:27 pm (UTC)
I used to be that I had very little pity, and some rather mean and hard feelings, for street-type and lowlifes.

For some reason though reading though these courthouse confessions just makes me sad, not angry. I think about the fact that for a lot of these folks, life is never going to get any better. They're responsible for their actions, but most of them don't understand, perhaps don't even have the ability to understand, that they could improve their lot in life if they just made some different choices and chose not to skirt the law.

And, of course, given the incompetency that I've seen police departments and the government in general display, first hand, I have no trouble believing that some of them, in fact, did nothing wrong and were merely rounded up with on spurious charges. It wouldn't be the first time such a thing has happened.
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