Art Eatman
Moderator In Memoriam
I've read a lot of threads and posts in the last six years, at TFL and here, on the subject of forms of searches and the behavior of police. I've also run across websites listing those who've been abused by mistakes on the part of LEOs.
What got me to thinking about the total package of all this stuff was a cite in the No-Knock thread that in some two years in NYC, over 12,000 drug-search warrants were issued. 12,000! Warrants!
My little mind working as it does, I can't help but tie this to the comment in Rand's "Atlas Shrugged" about passing so many laws that nobody can remain totally law-abiding.
I also factor in the commentary in the LA Times in 1973 which spoke to the cost of and the effectiveness of the anti-drug efforts. It was obvious at that time that the "War" was already lost.
This is 2004. If my basic arithmetic is anywhere near righteous, that's 31 years. Seems to me that as a society we're slow learners.
Humans are fallible. Write that down. We're all given to the occasional screwup. You. Me. Yo' momma. Even my Grammaw.
So what we've done to ourselves over the last forty-some years is create a package-deal of money, ideology and law which turns $20/ton cattle fodder into $500/lb "controlled substance" and seeks to put folks in jail for observing economic opportunity in true capitalistic fshion.
(Ironic interjection: The British government once-upon-a-time sold opium to China, and required by force of arms that it be bought.)
Anyhow, we've elected people into positions of political power who've passed laws. We've paid taxes to hire people to enforce these laws. The laws and the punishments have become ever more Draconian--ever harsher. The balance of profits on the one hand versus the punishments on the other have created an amorphous group of people who are willing to be violent in order to avoid the punishments.
So we have good guys with guns going after bad guys with guns, and very few seem to believe that the good guys can ever goof. To a great extent, not even the good guys recognize that Murphy's Law never takes a vacation.
I feel like I'm caught in the middle of a giant cluster-whatsit. I'm basically pro-LEO, but at the same time I despise arrogance, self-righteousness and knowitallitis.
Now, I'm on the edge of gettin' old. Me'n' Mr. Keith: "Hell, I Was There." I'm not much on the old Blame Game, but it sorta chaps my tail that the people WE have elected mostly seemed to have gotten going on all these anti-drug laws on account of a bunch of Hippies were having too much fun. And it's this myriad of laws that our good guys are supposed to enforce.
Ya see, I remember when "doing drugs" wasn't real common, back when few folks gave a hoot one way or the other. The more the laws got written, the more interest was created in the media, and the more drugs were brought in and sold. Which escalated into today's gigantic Bad Circus of DrugLords and DEA and all that flailing, thrashing and corruption*.
Sorry for the length. I just get tired of sloganeering from either side of the arguments about laws and law enforcemnt. And I get tired of people looking at some tiny portion of a very large picture.
Art
* A neighboring-county sheriff, once head of an anti-drug task force, is doing life without parole for his part in smuggling of one metric ton of pure cocaine.
What got me to thinking about the total package of all this stuff was a cite in the No-Knock thread that in some two years in NYC, over 12,000 drug-search warrants were issued. 12,000! Warrants!
My little mind working as it does, I can't help but tie this to the comment in Rand's "Atlas Shrugged" about passing so many laws that nobody can remain totally law-abiding.
I also factor in the commentary in the LA Times in 1973 which spoke to the cost of and the effectiveness of the anti-drug efforts. It was obvious at that time that the "War" was already lost.
This is 2004. If my basic arithmetic is anywhere near righteous, that's 31 years. Seems to me that as a society we're slow learners.
Humans are fallible. Write that down. We're all given to the occasional screwup. You. Me. Yo' momma. Even my Grammaw.
So what we've done to ourselves over the last forty-some years is create a package-deal of money, ideology and law which turns $20/ton cattle fodder into $500/lb "controlled substance" and seeks to put folks in jail for observing economic opportunity in true capitalistic fshion.
(Ironic interjection: The British government once-upon-a-time sold opium to China, and required by force of arms that it be bought.)
Anyhow, we've elected people into positions of political power who've passed laws. We've paid taxes to hire people to enforce these laws. The laws and the punishments have become ever more Draconian--ever harsher. The balance of profits on the one hand versus the punishments on the other have created an amorphous group of people who are willing to be violent in order to avoid the punishments.
So we have good guys with guns going after bad guys with guns, and very few seem to believe that the good guys can ever goof. To a great extent, not even the good guys recognize that Murphy's Law never takes a vacation.
I feel like I'm caught in the middle of a giant cluster-whatsit. I'm basically pro-LEO, but at the same time I despise arrogance, self-righteousness and knowitallitis.
Now, I'm on the edge of gettin' old. Me'n' Mr. Keith: "Hell, I Was There." I'm not much on the old Blame Game, but it sorta chaps my tail that the people WE have elected mostly seemed to have gotten going on all these anti-drug laws on account of a bunch of Hippies were having too much fun. And it's this myriad of laws that our good guys are supposed to enforce.
Ya see, I remember when "doing drugs" wasn't real common, back when few folks gave a hoot one way or the other. The more the laws got written, the more interest was created in the media, and the more drugs were brought in and sold. Which escalated into today's gigantic Bad Circus of DrugLords and DEA and all that flailing, thrashing and corruption*.
Sorry for the length. I just get tired of sloganeering from either side of the arguments about laws and law enforcemnt. And I get tired of people looking at some tiny portion of a very large picture.
Art
* A neighboring-county sheriff, once head of an anti-drug task force, is doing life without parole for his part in smuggling of one metric ton of pure cocaine.