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The police are useless. I was severely robbed two nights ago. My tape machine, mixer, laptop, mics, bass, drum machine and all of my cables are gone... forever. The police came and did not do a damn thing. They filed a report and I told them about the one person who had the capability to do this as he is the only person I work with that knows where I live and had access to my keys when I lost them at work 5 nights ago. The bastard came by the day before unannounced with no reason and it didn't click that maybe I should change my locks. Now I'm fucked and the cops aren't going to do shit... thanks for using my tax dollars wisely you pigs.

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If you know who the guy is, where he lives, and/or where he may have stashed your stuff, there might be a possibility of tracking down your stuff and getting it back. You have to be proactive, though. Talk to other people who know the guy, especially folks who might also have had bad dealings with him in the past (but not friends of his or people he hangs out with). Act like Sgt. Friday from Dragnet and do some legwork. Check every pawn shop and used music gear dealer in town to see if any of your stuff has turned up there. If you're able to find one of your items in a store and you can somehow prove that the item(s) are really yours, call the cops. If you present them with credible evidence, they will usually work with you to investigate, arrest the guy and maybe even pressure him to return your property. You'll at least get back the stuff he hocked that hasn't been sold yet. You ought to act immediately.

I've known several people who got burglarized, then did their own investigative work, turned up a good lead, and then went back to the cops. The Chicago police were surprisingly helpful in running with the ball from there, after half their job had already been done for them. Saying "I know who did it" isn't going to be enough. They're not going to do a damn thing on just your word alone. You have to go them with some actual evidence pointing to the culprit.

Use the cops like the tools that so many of them are. In a case like this, talking to the police is not a bad idea.

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Rick Reuben wrote:
fat_frog_138 wrote:Nobody has a right to have their religious beliefs respected. If their beliefs are ridiculous or evil the fact that they are RELIGIOUS beliefs should not shield them from ridicule or criticism.
Uh huh... and who gets to decide what is 'evil' or 'ridiculous'? You? A frog?


The righteous majority do.
I've seen the bridges burning in the night.

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Rick Reuben wrote:
fat_frog_138 wrote:Nobody has a right to have their religious beliefs respected. If their beliefs are ridiculous or evil the fact that they are RELIGIOUS beliefs should not shield them from ridicule or criticism.
Uh huh... and who gets to decide what is 'evil' or 'ridiculous'? You? A frog?


Each of us can form his own opinion.
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Mammothiphallitron wrote:The police are useless. I was severely robbed two nights ago. My tape machine, mixer, laptop, mics, bass, drum machine and all of my cables are gone... forever. The police came and did not do a damn thing. They filed a report and I told them about the one person who had the capability to do this as he is the only person I work with that knows where I live and had access to my keys when I lost them at work 5 nights ago. The bastard came by the day before unannounced with no reason and it didn't click that maybe I should change my locks. Now I'm fucked and the cops aren't going to do shit... thanks for using my tax dollars wisely you pigs.


You learned part of an important lesson. The police were not established to protect you, Mr. Average Citizen, from other citizens. They were established to protect the property and lives of the haves from disgruntled have-nots. They are not even required to enforce any laws or protect you, even though that never seems to stop them from enforcing laws they know to be bullshit. They will not bother to help you unless they have absolutely nothing else to do.
“As I have said before, the ever more sophisticated weapons piling up in the arsenals of the wealthiest and the mightiest can kill the illiterate, the ill, the poor and the hungry, but they cannot kill ignorance, illness, poverty or hunger.”

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The Code is Almighty wrote:
Marsupialized wrote:I would have never answered the door in the first place, I have had this exact thing happen...cops banging on the door. Happened at 9am about 2 weeks ago. I looked out the window, saw a cop and went back to bed. Nothing I wanna get involved with. I'll never know what they wanted. Fuck them. If it's serious enough they'll find me some other way where I can't get away or ignore them. Till then the cops can eat a dick if they think I am willingly going to open my door and speak to them, ever under any circumstances.


This scares the hell out of me.


So I hear the doorbell at about 9am this morning. I go downstairs and open the door and there's this huge Cook County sheriff standing there. The first thing I think is "Oh fuck, I'm going to jail." Not that I feel like I've done anything recently that would put me in jail, it's just; who the hell knows when something from the past 30 years is going to bite me in the ass.

So after that second of dread, for whatever reason, I thought "oh, maybe he's here to give me a job, or interview me for something." I have no idea why this crossed my mind, maybe because I've been applying to gov't stuff this past week.

So, after two second of him staring me down he says, "what's your name?" I tell him and he pauses again and tells me that they're looking for some guy named Jared. He pulls out a picture and shows it to me, but I don't recognize the guy. I tell him I've been in the apartment here awhile and don't remember ever seeing him. He asks how long, and I tell him since 2005.

So, it's been a minute or so and I guess he's ready to leave, but I can feel him still trying to scope me out. He's says goodbye, then says "nice bunny slippers by the way." I stutter and say thanks, and he says "check these slippers out Chad!" Out jumps this other cop from the side of the door and out of view, scared the crap out of me. He laughs too and they're on their way.

So, I talked to the police today.
I've seen the bridges burning in the night.

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