Trolley!
My car broke down a few weeks ago, and while it is getting repaired (and I am paying off the repair bill), I am taking the trolley to Santee, the area of San Diego I work in (it's a lot like Bakersfield, Hot, dirty, and full of stupid rednecks with too much testoerone in thier system).
Public transit is always a haven for the most Interesting of people, from the Generally Loony and Derelects, to the Outright Insane. I suppose, even though it's a danger to have most of these people about in public areas, it is a might bit better than having them on the road. San Diego has enough fucked up people on the road as it is.
I have been asked for oral sex, almost had my Ipod stolen, and have had many a crazy looks in an environment where I am the best dressed, and the only one that doesn't smell like rancid moose ass. The fact that I read, let alone in public, for fun, makes me an anomaly.
Tonight, on my ride home, i saw the funniest thing ever! A darker-skinned man, henceforth named Dark, and a white-trash guy, named White, got into a pissing, yelling, then punching contest not four feet away from me. White beat the shit out of Dark, who was very painfully drunk. I used the intercomm to let the driver know what was going on, and at the next stop, two Transit cops came on and seperated them. The stop after, they made the guys and myself get off the train to make arrests and take statements. I had to talk to three different cops, and missed two trolleys, while relaying exactly what happened.
Dark's face was badly beaten, but he was still taken in cuffs. White was allowed to leave, mostly unharrassed.
White threw the first punch.
I have to ask, was this blatent racism in my face, or did they make the arrest because Dark was under the influence?
Public transit is always a haven for the most Interesting of people, from the Generally Loony and Derelects, to the Outright Insane. I suppose, even though it's a danger to have most of these people about in public areas, it is a might bit better than having them on the road. San Diego has enough fucked up people on the road as it is.
I have been asked for oral sex, almost had my Ipod stolen, and have had many a crazy looks in an environment where I am the best dressed, and the only one that doesn't smell like rancid moose ass. The fact that I read, let alone in public, for fun, makes me an anomaly.
Tonight, on my ride home, i saw the funniest thing ever! A darker-skinned man, henceforth named Dark, and a white-trash guy, named White, got into a pissing, yelling, then punching contest not four feet away from me. White beat the shit out of Dark, who was very painfully drunk. I used the intercomm to let the driver know what was going on, and at the next stop, two Transit cops came on and seperated them. The stop after, they made the guys and myself get off the train to make arrests and take statements. I had to talk to three different cops, and missed two trolleys, while relaying exactly what happened.
Dark's face was badly beaten, but he was still taken in cuffs. White was allowed to leave, mostly unharrassed.
White threw the first punch.
I have to ask, was this blatent racism in my face, or did they make the arrest because Dark was under the influence?