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Cake day: 2024年3月28日

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  • I have similar thoughts on this. I worked on a homeless prevention coalition with county officials, the nonprofit I worked at, other nonprofits, local hospital officials, local homeless housing services officials, and the local police department, Nueces county PD of Corpus Christi, tx. The majority of police I worked with seemed to really care for the local population, homeless or otherwise. I had the misfortune of one day working with an absolute doofus of a human being. He had on big dark sunglasses(to hide how scared he was I’m sure) and carried himself in a very authority demanding demeanor. He was not helpful in any way that day when we went out to the homeless encampments to do outreach services, which is informing the public of the city and county services available to them. Most of the people I approached said, that guys a bad person he comes here and harasses us even though the city said we have until (future date) to vacate the property. I spoke with my colleagues about him on the coalition, not in a grievance form sort of way just like wow get a load of that guy! They agreed with me about their coworker and told me some other stuff that supported my judging of this person. For a long time I supported the idea of ACAB because if my coworker was doing something harmful to others I would stop them and do everything I could to prevent it. So I blamed other cops for being complicit in the practice like the ACAB idea supports. Now I hold conflicting opinions on it. I think there is a benefit of having a decent person being a public official and enforcer of the law, regardless that they choose to work alongside psychologically unfit and/or violent individuals who abuse the position. Perhaps they keep showing up to work because they work alongside them. I’m still unsure overall but I do know police save lives sometimes. I think all public offices need strict accountability.















  • I’m breaking the vow by talking about it but…

    A few friends and I were all doing drugs late one winter night and staying hydrated as responsible drug users sometimes do.

    The cold had us all sniffly and hacking.

    We spat into an empty water bottle.

    Sweet Hank was at the computer picking the next jam and reached for what he thought was his water, took a swig, returned the swig, and said, “We’re just not gonna talk about that.”

    Hank went to the bathroom, returned, and we continued, honoring Sweet Hank’s request.

    I couldn’t tell you what went through his mind when the viscous liquid hit but he carried on like a champion.