DrumTripper
Bluelighter
It’s become like an industrial complex, this prison “system.”
And there’re folks still languishing there for moving a bit of party substances.
I got busted in ‘92 or ‘93, crossing the border at Nighthawk with a frickin roach.
We actually last-minute-decided to dip into the US, on a trip to Vancouver and thus agreed to dump all our silly-goodies (about a quarter of skunk, a few tabs of WoW, and maybe something else). Pulled over a few clicks from the crossing, and dumped it (along with a cool little one-hitter) in the ditch.
Firstly, we littered, so we’re already crass for that one!!
We then got to the crossing and got the full search of the car, where the officer found a roach. Well it was more like a roach paper, with a few grains of months-old, dried up blackened remains. It was under one of the floor-mats!
I argued or plead with the guy that not only were we not aware (ya they don’t care about that) about the roach, but that it would hardly be an active dose, and so should be tossed in the garbage (they don’t care about that, either).
That ended up with four arrests for possession.
The white room I was separated into was adorned with “zero tolerance” posters with G.B senior’s face starring back.
I was let go later that evening, after we paid our bond and lost the car.
That drug war really fucked things.
Sorry to hear about the incarceration, man!
It’s a funny world now, with all the analogs, considering their draconian approaches in the past.
Hopefully we’re coming around, but who knows?
And there’re folks still languishing there for moving a bit of party substances.
I got busted in ‘92 or ‘93, crossing the border at Nighthawk with a frickin roach.
We actually last-minute-decided to dip into the US, on a trip to Vancouver and thus agreed to dump all our silly-goodies (about a quarter of skunk, a few tabs of WoW, and maybe something else). Pulled over a few clicks from the crossing, and dumped it (along with a cool little one-hitter) in the ditch.
Firstly, we littered, so we’re already crass for that one!!
We then got to the crossing and got the full search of the car, where the officer found a roach. Well it was more like a roach paper, with a few grains of months-old, dried up blackened remains. It was under one of the floor-mats!
I argued or plead with the guy that not only were we not aware (ya they don’t care about that) about the roach, but that it would hardly be an active dose, and so should be tossed in the garbage (they don’t care about that, either).
That ended up with four arrests for possession.
The white room I was separated into was adorned with “zero tolerance” posters with G.B senior’s face starring back.
I was let go later that evening, after we paid our bond and lost the car.
That drug war really fucked things.
Sorry to hear about the incarceration, man!
It’s a funny world now, with all the analogs, considering their draconian approaches in the past.
Hopefully we’re coming around, but who knows?