...where The Masters can make a criminal out of about anyone, including law-abiding former Marine Ryan Jerome. The only thing between him and a 3-15 slammer term is the good will and good sense of a Manhattan prosecutor. (!)
The offense? Entering the Empire State Building, seeing the "No Guns" sign and asking a rent-a-cop where he could check his pistol. The leased law called the real cops who clapped our man in jail for two days. He is now subject to indictment, depending on what the DA decides.
Jerome is a Hoosier with an Indiana CCW. He said he thought that made him legal in the Big Wormy Apple. He was wrong, of course, and should have obtained better information.
So the penalty for that kind of mistake should be a long stay in Sing Sing?
Bloomberg probably thinks so.
Jan 6, 2012
Jury Frees Grass Granny; Notorious Drug Lord Walks
A little more than a year ago a little old lady in Connellsville, Pennsylvania was pottering about in her garden when a kindly, bearded stranger in a pointy hat handed her some seeds. She tossed them in her garden and shortly, fee-fie-fo-fum.
No. Wait.
And shortly they grew into seven beautiful marijuana plants, lovingly nurtured by Grandma who just thought they looked nice next to her tomatoes. Didn't know what they were, she said.
That didn't stop a nosy neighbor from squealing, nor did it stay the bold crime-fighters of southwest Pennsylvania. "On the ground, Gramma, You're busted. Do it now!"
And that high-priority law enforcement mission won her a year in the system until this week when a jury cleared her of drug possession and manufacturing charges.
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At 67, Granny was born about 1945 and achieved maturity in the Age of Aquarius, or the Stoned Age, so I'm adding a pinch of salt to her story about not recognizing a pot plant, not to mention the pointy-capped stranger.
So what?
Two beautiful words: Jury Nullification.
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H/T to Phyllis in Kalinky, my faithful Appalachia correspondent
No. Wait.
And shortly they grew into seven beautiful marijuana plants, lovingly nurtured by Grandma who just thought they looked nice next to her tomatoes. Didn't know what they were, she said.
That didn't stop a nosy neighbor from squealing, nor did it stay the bold crime-fighters of southwest Pennsylvania. "On the ground, Gramma, You're busted. Do it now!"
And that high-priority law enforcement mission won her a year in the system until this week when a jury cleared her of drug possession and manufacturing charges.
---
At 67, Granny was born about 1945 and achieved maturity in the Age of Aquarius, or the Stoned Age, so I'm adding a pinch of salt to her story about not recognizing a pot plant, not to mention the pointy-capped stranger.
So what?
Two beautiful words: Jury Nullification.
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H/T to Phyllis in Kalinky, my faithful Appalachia correspondent
Jan 5, 2012
Lego Arms, Inc.
And while I'm skulking around Broad Ripple, peeking in Roseholme Cottage windows, Tam offers a worthwhile take on the perils of plastic glued to what the Glock factory alleges to be guns useful right out of the box.
She grumps about coal-tar sights. My disgust goes a little deeper. Plastic is for covering bowls of leftover chili.
She grumps about coal-tar sights. My disgust goes a little deeper. Plastic is for covering bowls of leftover chili.
Your daily insight
Courtesy of Roberta in her comments section. The instigating post details some of the latest in Hoosier Democrats hooky game over right-to-work legislation. (Apparently the lawmakers hit the mattresses in Illinois to study political ethics under Rahm Emmanuel.)
If government workers drive wages up too far, the government that employs them doesn't end up having to move offshore or go out of business, it just shakes down taxpayers for more.
To which I can add only that it shakes us down somewhat candidly with a direct tax hike, or Secret Squirrelly by revving up the Bureau of Printing and Engraving presses a little more.
The latter produces a tax called "inflation" which lawmakers can blame on greedy business people, or terrorists, or global warming -- in fact, most anyone or anything other than vote-buying asses who happen to possess enough show-biz charisma to get themselves elected to high public office.
If government workers drive wages up too far, the government that employs them doesn't end up having to move offshore or go out of business, it just shakes down taxpayers for more.
To which I can add only that it shakes us down somewhat candidly with a direct tax hike, or Secret Squirrelly by revving up the Bureau of Printing and Engraving presses a little more.
The latter produces a tax called "inflation" which lawmakers can blame on greedy business people, or terrorists, or global warming -- in fact, most anyone or anything other than vote-buying asses who happen to possess enough show-biz charisma to get themselves elected to high public office.
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