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Why must you remove them? watermarks?Repost? I do not understand your way. I try to be fair. Not sure
A DISAPPOINTED SARGENT
At the start of my police career in "sleepy hollow" I saw many chickenshit things. After I got off field probation and was out driving around, desperately trying to dig up some action, we had a one man crime wave.
The town I worked in was nice, very nice. There was little crime and little street violence. On the night in question, Julio walked out of his second story apartment and punched a 22 year old female in the face, for no apparent reason. He proceeded down stairs and encountered a young couple sitting by the pool. He sucker punched the male in the face and shoved the female down onto the concrete.
In the lobby area he punched an old man that was removing mail form his mailbox. When gramps hit the deck, Julio kicked him in the ribs and once in the head, then walked out onto the sidewalk. A 40 something woman happened to be walking her dog, when Julio kicked the shit out of the Pug and grabbed the woman's breasts, tearing her blouse, then shoved her to the ground.
The 911 operators were having strokes. The switchboard lit up and every cop that couldn't figure out a way to avoid it, was speeding towards the mayhem. Julio kicked the side window out of a parked car and was strolling down the street, looking for more victims, when the first cop arrived.
"Sir, stop and turn around and talk to me." "FUCK YOU!" and the fight was on. I slid up just in time to see Julio and the other officer go down on the sidewalk in front of a house. As I got to within 10 feet, I heard the words you don't want to hear: "He's got my gun.." Julio was desparately trying to pull the cops gun out of his holster while the cop was desperately trying to keep the gun IN IS HOLSTER.
I drew my pistol and aimed it at Julio. "Stop fighting, or I'll blow your head off." really couldn't shoot Julio because he and the cop were all balled up together. There was a better than even chance I'd shoot the cop as well as Julio. I re-holstered and jumped into the pile. All three of us were watching my partner's gun sliding up and down in the holster. I pulled my 4 cell metal flashlight off of my bat utility belt and arched the light up over my head, intent on parting Julio's hair with my light saber.
As I began the downward arc, that would bust Julio open like a rotten Cantaloupe, something caught my eye. There was a man standing on his front lawn watering his lawn. His eyes were fixed on Julio's pending scalp massage. I dropped my flashlight and began using hammer strike punches on Julio's nose, all the while yelling "Let go of the gun....." Another cop slid into the heap and delivered a powerful knee strike to Julio's ribs. At the same time, I was transitioning to choking the shit out of Julio. The fight was over within a few seconds. We flipped Julio over and cuffed him.
Poor Julio was now crying that the cops had brutalized him for no reason and that he was going to sue the shit out of all of us and the city. After the action was over, one of our suck ass Sargent's rolled up. He listened to Julio like he was the Chief of Police and was taking to heart his lamentations. While we were waiting for an ambulance, the Sargent was interviewing everyone that saw anything,
including some of Julio's victims. None of the abused citizens shared the Sargent's concerns for Julio.
Finally, desperate for a cop to suspend or fire for excessive force, Sarge interviewed the guy that was watering his lawn. "Do you think any of those officers acted inappropriately or used excessive force?"
"No sir, I thought that older cop (pointing at me) was going to have to shoot that guy, he almost got the other cops gun away from him." "That officer struck and used a carotid restraint on the suspect."
"Do you think that action was out of line?" "No, I think he used extreme restraint when he didn't shoot that guy or hit him with his flashlight."
Poor Sarge looked like he drank a cup of bleach with ground glass in it. It was like his wife was cheating on him and her new boyfriend shot his dog. He wanted so much to ruin someone's career that night, but it wasn't going to happen. A year later, I was working in the South Central part of Los Angeles County, doing rock 'em sock 'em police work and loving it.
DON'T WORRY, HE'S A DOCTOR
Years ago, before I became a cop, I would go on "ride a longs" with different law enforcement agencies all over southern California. A life long friend of mine was a Deputy Sheriff in Ventura County, just North West of Los Angeles County. I was shopping for a police department to build a career with and Ventura County looked promising.
We were riding around a rural part of the county, when we got a call about a problem with two dogs.
It took my friend 15 minutes just to reach the remote property. On arrival we encountered a woman that was running back and fourth frantically in the front yard of a very large property. We could hear two big dogs barking their guts out and growling.
As we entered a huge home, there was a man, buck naked in the middle of the living room floor with numerous DEEP puncture wounds all over his body. At a glance, there were well over 50 deep wounds
on his arms, legs, torso, face and head. What got my attention was his scrotum that was torn open and bleeding profusely.
When we asked the woman what happened, she was barely able to spit out that they were caretakers at the estate and the owner was on vacation. The male had been feeding two MASSIVE PIT BULLS and forgot to close the gate between their separate cages. The dogs began to try to tear each other apart and stupid got between them with a broom stick, to break up the fight. After a few ineffective wacks, both dogs turned on him and tried to tear him apart. They tore off all of his clothing and did a pretty good job of tearing the male apart too.
At this point, my friend radioed for an ambulance and was told the paramedics wold take an estimated ETA of 15-20 minutes. Without blinking an eye, my friend told the frantic female: "Don't worry, this is DOCTOR _________, he will be able to help your husband."
The woman relaxed slightly, while I gave my buddy my best "fuck you" look. I had a degree alright, a degree in Mortuary Science. This was before I joined a Search & Rescue Team and became EMT I & II certified. Based on limited reading and TV shows, I could tell the male was in shock. He was incoherent and shaking from the mental and physical trauma. In my best confident doctor voice I said: "This man is going into shock." "We need to elevate his legs and I need clean bandages to slow the blood loss and blankets." While the woman ran off with my shopping list, I said: "What the fuck have you gotten me into?" "I am no doctor." "Look, I'll back your play, I don't have a clue what to do....."
After what seemed like an hour, the paramedics arrived. I had been treating my patient, while my friend wrote his report. The woman told the paramedics I was a Doctor and had SAVED HIS LIFE. After I washed the blood and dog spit off of my hands and arms, while the paramedics started working on the chew toy, we went out to the kennel.
The two "land sharks" were locked in a deadly embrace. One was trying to tear the other's face off, while the other was locked on the other dog's neck. A call to dispatch indicated a 2-3 hour delay on animal control's arrival. We ducked back inside the house and told the woman about animal control.
She wanted my business card and wanted to know where I practiced medicine. "I may have one in my jacket out in the patrol car.... She kissed my cheek and thanked me for saving her husband.
My friend and I took that opportunity to get back into the black and white and haul ass before the paramedics started asking questions. A few weeks later, I went out to Ventura to ride with my friend again. After briefing, the Watch Commander gave me a strange look. "Deputy _________ didn't tell me you were a medical doctor." "Thank you for stepping up for us out there....." "Why would a Doctor want to be a cop?" I mumbled something about a career change and not needing the money.
We got out of the station as quickly as possible.
Hope you fit nd fine.
have long wondered why/how uploads here, even of those with leaderboard stats or as in your case: Mod rights, show up in pending and aren't straight to go live.
But more on a pressing query
is it okay if, once in a while, users are pestered around for 'source' of their material?
like your http://www.kaotic.com/video/ewU0VSHE_2018617072257_t
it intrigues me that at 8000+ views (or page refreshes?) nobody mentioned 'India' :? :)
also, I'd be REALLY surprised if slums or shanties here have their own surveillance :P
this looks like some thematic movie footage or maybe the outhouse of some complex or street having cams set up by cops or the complex.
also, no "ex" will so casually be chatting up with someone inside the shanty or the woman not notice him at all. (or maybe my situational awareness expectations are too high).
Arise is a great song!! they better play it
That Indian song is pretty fucking good!
Im not really racist either, but 99 times out of 100, when an officer says put your hands up and dont make ANY suspicious movements, its a black person that ignores plain english and gets shot..05/23/2018 11:24