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December 05, 2005

Call Ramsey Clark

You're out driving. It's seven on a Saturday evening, and as you pull up at a stoplight, you see a police car in your rear-view mirror. You think nothing of it; you have a clean record, as far as you know.

But sure enough, after the light turns green and you go half a block, the whoopie lights come on. You pull over, and produce your license, and sit, and wait. Then, the officer comes back to your car and asks if you were aware you had three outstanding warrants for your arrest.

You're flabbergasted. You had no idea. The officer takes you back to his car, and has you sit in the back seat. Turns out you had a parking ticket over a year ago - you either forgot about it, or it blew off your windshield before you could get it, you don't know which, because it was over a friggin' year ago. Since you never paid the fine, your license was suspended. How did you miss that? Who knows.

It doesn't matter. Downtown you go.

After you get to the downtown station, you're handcuffed and moved to the holding tank, where you sit for an hour or so among the drunks, petty thieves and other assorted petty criminals that are awaiting processing. Finally, you are booked; fingerprinted, mug shots, the whole works. And you're led to a cell in the lockup.

Hungry? Too bad - the jail serves "dinner" at 4PM. It's much cheaper that way, serving "dinner" before the nighttime rush.

You ask to make your phone call. "You don't have a PIN number yet", says the khaki, relishing every word. Inmates need to have a PIN number, y'see, to make their phone call.

Eventually, a "Court Officer" - he looks like a junior assistant county attorney who hasn't scored enough brownie points with the County Attorney to ditch this job yet - comes to the cell next door. The guy, you near, has been caught breaking into someone's garage. He was caught red-handed with a bunch of garden tools and motor oil. But it's his first offense, and there's only one charge, so he's released "on his own recognizance". "Wow", you think; if a burglar gets OR'ed, certainly you and your measly parking ticket will be on your way shortly. The "court officer" makes his way to your cell. He looks over his clipboard. "Sorry", he says. "Three warrants; not elegible". Next door, a guy who was brought in for punching someone at a bar is OR'ed.

An hour or so later, the khaki comes back with your PIN. You get your phone call; you call a friend to come and throw your bail. You get a busy signal. Too bad. That's your phone call. No more until tomorrow.

You spend a cold, fitful night, listening to fellow inmates vomiting, flushing the steel toilets, yelling at the khakis; you can't sleep.

The next day - Sunday - you're exhausted. You're worried about getting out of jail in time to get to work on Monday. Too bad, the khakis sneer. Not their problem.

You're exhausted. You're a regular schmuck - your only exposure to the law was in ninth-grade civics class. You're disoriented. You've got a distinct feeling you're being kept in the dark about your rights; after all, you've got three warrants out for you, which apparently makes you a bigger flight risk than an accused burglar or someone who punched someone out in a bar. You have no idea what to do. (Nobody explains that you can use your call to get hold of a bail bondsman; why should they? What do you think the khakis are, lawyers?)

This fictional story is brought up to ask the question; if you'd been accused of giving information to terrorists rather than booting a ticket, would Amnesty International and Human Rights Watch be proclaiming the hunger, exhaustion and uncertainty - all carried out very deliberately on the county's part - to be "torture?"

Just curious.

Posted by Mitch at December 5, 2005 06:28 AM | TrackBack
Comments

"Fictional" story, eh Mitch? Cause you sure seem to have to details down.

Posted by: angryclown at December 5, 2005 11:04 AM

And you know they're "down" precisely how?

Posted by: mitch at December 5, 2005 11:17 AM

Angryclown, don't be dumb. Most anyone who dabbles in Internet argumentation can write. Hey, I'll even try, using writing tricks I picked up from the old Plain Layne days:

I had never before been to a gay brothel but, seeing as I was in downtown St. Paul, near the Science Museum, with a spare $60 burning a hole in my pocket, I figured "Why not?"

I approached an old homeless man who was hunched up against a building wall for warmth. I slipped him a fiver and asked where a man could go for some hot experimental male-on-male action. He flashed me a knowing smile, and thumbed suggestively down the street.

"Four doors down, on your left, ask for Penetrating Pete."

Feeling flush with the promise of my first-ever cornholing experience, I walked dazedly towards my destination. A parking meter flashing "Time Expired" caught my eye, as did several other space-filling annoyances that really don't add anything to the story but I'm going to insert anyway, because it gives the air of authenticity, such as the sickly bird with the broken wing I saw hopping around helplessly, and the empty cardboard box next to a phone booth.

I reached the fourth door on the left, hands trembling, and knocked in trepidation. A hollow boom ensued, indicating that an empty hallway was on the other side.

Following the sound of brisk footsteps, a low voice asked "What do you want."

"Penetrating Pete," I said, scarcely believing my own words.

The door opened, and a balding gentleman with a crooked smile and assless chaps greeted me.

"$20 up front," he said.

I passed him a Jackson and followed his recently-shaven behind down a long, dark, but fabulously decorated hallway.

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I have to stop now, because I'm scared how good I am at this.

Posted by: Ryan at December 5, 2005 11:51 AM

Throw in a fez reference, and the Clown is all yours.

Posted by: mitch at December 5, 2005 12:01 PM

Add Ryan's post to Mitch's and you have Saturday night in Euro Frisco.

Posted by: Kermit at December 5, 2005 12:41 PM

Lame is the first word that comes to mind about this post, followed by silly.

Mitch, apparently you don't consider water boarding torture, you know, where they terrorize you into thinking they JUST MIGHT let you drown, and oooops, a couple of folks HAVE in fact drowned or died from the trauma...

Yep, not getting a meal is the same thing as being confined to a fetal position for 3 days on a concrete floor where your body heat is absorbed into the floor thereby bringing on the delerium caused by hypothermia...

Mitch, Amnesty International has put its neck on the line in more places than you can conceive of and your post merely serves to indicate how ignorant you are of the tremendous good work they do. Go ask an El Salvadoran sometime.. oh yeah, it really was the Sandinistas that killed the Nuns.. but.. not really.

PB

P.S. Brevity is the wisdom of the Soul, perhaps you might want to follow this

Posted by: pb at December 5, 2005 02:32 PM

P.S. Brevity is the wisdom of the Soul, perhaps you might want to follow this

Posted by pb at December 5, 2005 02:32 PM

This is hysterically funny, considering the source.

This is not:

By Michael Georgy and Paul Tait
BAGHDAD (Reuters) - Men and women were tortured for days and babies left to die in an interrogation facility which featured a meat grinder for human flesh, the first prosecution witness to face Saddam Hussein told the court on Monday.

After weeks of delay and legal arguments over security and the legitimacy of the court, the trial of Saddam and seven co- defendants on charges of crimes against humanity heard confusing but graphic witness evidence of torture and summary execution.

"I swear by God I walked by a room and on my left I saw a grinder with blood coming out of it and human hair underneath," said 38-year-old Ahmed Hassan, who said he had been kept in room 63 at the Hakmiya intelligence headquarters in Baghdad.

Hassan, the first witness to face Saddam in court, said he was 15 when Saddam visited the village in July 1982 and Shi'ite militants tried to assassinate him.

Cry me a river about waterboarding, you fool.

Posted by: Kermit at December 5, 2005 02:40 PM

I swear by God, after reading one of Kermit's nonsensical posts I'm *begging* for the meat grinder.

Posted by: angryclown at December 5, 2005 03:01 PM

"*begging* for the meat grinder. "

Euphemism alert.

Posted by: mitch at December 5, 2005 03:41 PM

Speaking purely hypothetically, I've always been able to make bail the same day.

The moral of this story is: always have friends who can bail you out, but if not, be nice to the other guys in the tank because you really do have to go to sleep sometime...

Posted by: The Wege at December 5, 2005 03:49 PM

Kermit, perhaps someone who has experienced it might disagree with you, or suggest you take it up before making that kind of comment.

The point is that it is not by comparing yourself to Satan that you are judged. Christ certainly wouldn't subscribe to a standard of.. well at least we're not as bad as Hitler or Houssien.. Love your neighbor does not mean if you don't kill them, it's ok. Our own laws say you have to NOT TORTURE.

As for the brevity thing, considering Mitch wasted about 4000 words on a meaningless post, yeah, I find it Ironic too, since he was the one who used that phrase on me.

I used 3 paragraphs.. Mitch.. about 468, but I need to be more brief.. yep... and many on the right need to recognize that Torture is wrong, whether it's "inflicting pain just short of the equivilant of removing a limb" or putting someone in a meat grinder.

Kermit, and I mean this as kindly as I can, what you said was foolish. We gain nothing by merely being a 7 on the scale of 1 to 100 of ethics and then pointing at the 2 and saying "but.. but.." I know Mitch doesn't give a rip, and posts this useless prattle as a springboard for pure propoganda, but you seem to actually care somewhat.

PB

Posted by: pb at December 5, 2005 07:10 PM

What I was trying to point out, without usimg a cliche that I am now forced to use, is 9/11 changed everything. It's been said repeatedly, but since we Westerners have such a short attention span it must be rehearsed.
I draw no distinction between a barbarous, murdering Islamist in Afghanistan and a barbarous, murdering Islamist in Iraq. They are one in the same. Using pretty distinctions like sliding scales for torture does not alter this reality.
A philosophy far more dangerous to freedom seeks the destruction of my world. This is a war. War isn't pretty, or nice, or even fair. I'm glad of that, for it war was the noble pursuit humans once thought we'd have it on pay-per-view.
pb and DopeyClown can sit in their nice comfortable worlds and play with their computers because there are adults in charge who can tell the difference between nuance and sophistry.

Posted by: Kermit at December 6, 2005 08:02 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:28 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:29 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:29 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:29 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:30 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:30 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:31 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:32 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:33 AM

In the blank check you\'ve written to the Bush adminstration to exterminate our terrifying new bogeyman, be sure to write \"9/11 changed everything\" in the memo section. It\'s the rationalization that soothes.

Posted by: Jim Henson at December 6, 2005 11:33 AM

How clever.

"Jim Henson" comes back to spam hs #1 sidekick.

Anonymously even.

How pathetic. Grow up.

Posted by: Bill C at December 6, 2005 11:44 AM

Good point there, Muppet-master, but a little repetitive.

As for your green, bug-eyed creation Kermit:
"pb and DopeyClown can sit in their nice comfortable worlds and play with their computers because there are adults in charge who can tell the difference between nuance and sophistry."

The Clown's "nice comfortable world" is less than two miles from Ground Zero. So if you're posting from a military base in Iraq or Afghanistan, Angryclown grants you the right to express yourself on the subject, however misguidedly. If you're posting from some safe midwestern suburb, try not to be such an ass.

Posted by: angryclown at December 6, 2005 12:00 PM

If you're posting from some safe midwestern suburb, try not to be such an ass.

Posted by angryclown at December 6, 2005 12:00 PM

I swear by God, after reading one of Kermit's nonsensical posts I'm *begging* for the meat grinder.

Posted by angryclown at December 5, 2005 03:01 PM

Pot, meet kettle.

Posted by: Kermit at December 6, 2005 01:15 PM

And while conveniently ignoring the point you forgot to call me a chickenhawk. You're slipping, AC.

Posted by: Kermit at December 6, 2005 01:16 PM

I swear by God, Kermit, I beat your image with my shoes!

Posted by: angryclown at December 6, 2005 01:19 PM

Only if the Imam gives you permission.

Posted by: Kermit at December 6, 2005 01:21 PM

"Chickenhawk" is reserved for those who have the power to influence events, Kermit. You're just a standard-issue jackass.

Posted by: angryclown at December 6, 2005 01:22 PM

Angryclown prays to Allah to infect Kermit with a camel-borne venereal disease!

Posted by: angryclown at December 6, 2005 01:24 PM

You're just a standard-issue jackass.

Posted by angryclown at December 6, 2005 01:22 PM

Strong words from a self-identified clown.

Posted by: Kermit at December 6, 2005 01:58 PM

*dodge*

*parry*

*thrust*

*riposte*

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