Walking home one night, you notice all the candles in personal shack are lit.
You finish vodka bottle as you approach your door.
House is empty, and you made sure not to feed guard dog, but candles still go out.
You check your pocket watch, small hand on 4, big hand on…
I got up, it’s about 1 a.m here, and called the Ferguson Police Department. I asked as politely and as clearly as I could about the wrongful detainment of Antonio French. The lady, clearly agitated, said that it was his “personal business” and they weren’t at liberty to say. Then when I reminded her that it was public record and I was in the right to request information (I even used a celebrities criminal record as an example), she got flippant with me. So I asked for her name and her number.
Thank you Rhonda (#67454) for further showing myself, and those watching this, that the Ferguson Police department don’t give a shit and won’t give a shit.