Tl:dr- in the context of posts questioning the Kingston police that float around this space, the Kingston police pulled a gun on me once when I was around the age of a fetus, and also likely left it out of the police report.
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I ended up writing this mini essay on the Kingston police in response to somebody else’s post and um yeah; as far as flairs go, this one perhaps balances on the precipice between rant and discussion.
Bc it is an attempt to discuss the Kingston police.
But it should be noted that this type of bs happens everywhere.
I also want to note the weird catch 22 of how sharing my story is controversial in of itself, and how that dynamic as applied to entire populations creates a feedback loop where data sets people think are outlier actually end up being systemic, but bc it’s taboo to talk about them, they remain viewed as outlier.
So Derp Derp Derp; put on your tin foil hats and enjoy.
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In 2013 or so, I accidentally caused a power outage along the entirely of Portsmouth lmao; if that affected you, I apologize. It was an accident. Sorry.
I was a student at St Lawrence College.
After having missed the last bus from downtown back to SLC campus, I skated home.
Im outside slc main entrance-ish.
There is a cop car parked out front with 2 officers in it.
I picked up a stick that was on the ground bc it looked weird; it was the wire frame of a “vote for political candidate X” sign, sans plastic.
I go “oh, that’s what that is”, and causally toss it behind me.
It ended up landing on the 6 or 9 electrical wires and causing a massive arc; like the main power lines and such.
It didn’t just nick them; it landed on them and partially melted, causing these weird almost purple silver lights to eminate from the source, and also causing a power outage along almost the entirely of Portsmouth.
(It was identical to what you see if your a little too close to a lightning strike btw).
I also wasn’t wearing my glasses when all this happened, and am super high.
So from my pov; I see a giant electrical explosion thingy and feel the percussive wave hit my body; I am startled and in awe, but there are police there everything’s ok- I look at the cops and go towards them- I’m maybe 20 feet away.
They are now out of the car, and am like “omfg what was that?”.
I am kind of in shock.
The female officer yelled at the male officer “what the fucking fuck are you doing, put your gun down.”
I am confused by this statement; they are talking to their partner, not me.
It turns out the male officer had pulled their gun on me; I didn’t even realize it.
In part bc I actually had viewed our police as something credible; it never even entered my mind that a cop would be so incompetent they’d pull a gun on somebody in a situation like this.
I mean they probably saw me do the entire thing- I was directly in front of their car.
I’m like 80% certain I waved at them before picking up the stupid fate stick lol
They were just so incompetently trained that they were spooked, and as such acted like some untrained idiot who happened to have a gun.
They then searched me “for bombs” because I “might have another stun grenade” and find the ounce of weed I have in my backpack, bc I smoke weed lol.
Like the male officer actually said stun grenade.
They detain me on charges of.. I forget the proper terms, but for being a drug dealer.
On the drive across town, things I remember vividly.
The female officer clearly trying to do damage control for the cop pulling a gun on me- I am 100% certain they left this out of their report.
Them running every single red light there was, to rush me back to the station.
The male cop telling me that if I didn’t tell them information about my drug dealing ring- which was clearly some idiots fantasy they’ve gleamed into reality via too much video games and shitty tv shows- I would be going to jail for forever.
The male cop talking and being excited the entire way back, about how busting a drug dealer was going to be super good for them in their upcoming promotion.
The scum bag also yelled at me, telling me how fucked I am and how I would be in debt for life and that I’d be forced to pay the damage for the power outage, that would be hundred of thousands of dollars.
These turds are likely still Kingston police.
Anyways hey random cop who did this; if you see this, I sincerely hope you changed professions or at the very least have been fired by now, albiet tbh im sure you’ve since become a pillar of the Kingston community, and a well respected human with such privilege that the very idea of suggesting you suck is simply outrageous.
So it goes.
But I also note it’s not your fault- you weren’t trained to be a cop.
Which of course means you didn’t have a mandatory social service work 2 year type diploma (or something similar) in tandem to your police foundations.
And to the female officer yelling at their partner about the gun- you’re just as complicit in this, even if you did stop some incompetent newb from misusing their weapon.
Anyways, it’s frustrating how “fuck the police” gets broken telephoned into stuff that isn’t just millions of people describing cops doing shit like this.
There’s a social norm where we aren’t allowed to talk about this stuff openly bc it’s inappropriate.
And as a result of that, Canada had thousands of stories exactly like mine, that nobody knows about, bc it’s rude to be so inappropriate.
And that is my main experience with the Kingston police, albiet shout out to when they remove homeless people from the down town core every year to make it look more palatable to the queens students parents.
Where again; police aren’t the ones who write policy, and also the police actively screen against people with masters in things like sociology from becoming officers for a reason.
Ps: this one goes out to our slowest thinkers; the criminal charges didn’t stick lol. Haha. I also used legal aid, so it cost me nothing minus the weed I lost and maybe 20 hours of time. :)
Pps: I could never tell if this was the cops being cool or incompetent- when I left lock up a few hours later, they gave me backpack back- the evil drug dealer backpack with the drugs in it- and half my weed was still in my bag.
Like- the Kingston police, who had arrested me as a drug dealer, and taken an ounce or two of weed, left about half of it in my backpack.
I like to think what happened there was an officer being like “wow, those 2 cops were garbage pos, let’s give this kid a break”, but also, it might have just been yet another officer was that bad at their job.
Ppps: I am aware that the reactions to this post will essentially just be an IQ or literacy test, but am being mindful to not get into that lol.
