The other day at work we get a call for an odor of gas. When we get there the Chief tells us there was a bunch of squaters living in the house and the gas and water were still on. He than tells us the police have cleared the house of squaters and he needs us to go thru with our gas meters just to make sure its clear. So we proceed to go into the building, first thing we see is the human feces on the floor than the smell of urine hits like a baseball bat. We go to the second floor and the meters are clear and no one is there. First floor all clear, zero on the meters and no one there. We head to the basement and find a "room", more like a closet maybe 7'x3', behind the furnace. My partner hits the hollow core door with his tool and it doesnt open. So he kicks the door and again it doesnt open. He says to me in a confused kind of voice, "try that door". So I go to the door and mule kick it 3 or 4 times. It feels springy like something is blocking the door. So I give it 1 more kick on the hinge side and blast the bottom of the door open. I look in dont see anything but I cant see the whole room. So I shoulder the rest of the door and it opens. "Anything in there?", "Not yet but let me look in". The next thing I see is an arm behind the door. My sphinter tightened up and I yell "Yeah theres someone in here!" as I backed out. My partner who had a tool in his hand, I had the gas meters, starts screaming at the guy. The guy stood there like if he didnt move we couldnt see him. We chased the guy out and tell the cops it was a good thing no one was in there. They start cracking jokes about it and chase the guy away.
Now here's what bothers me about this. First the cops told us the building was clear but they didnt check every room. Thank God the guy wasnt armed or scared enough to attack me and my partner. I'm wearing full turnout gear with and SCBA and have gas meters in my hands, not really a good position to defend myself. Second, the cops just chased the squaters away. They didnt do any kind of ID checks or anything. I can guarantee everyone in that building was illegal at the least. I'm willing to bet at least one of them was involved in some kind of other crime. I just dont get the police I work with sometimes. This would be like us telling the cops a fire is out and when they walk in the room flashes over on them. Completely unacceptable.
Sorry about the long post but its been buggin' the crap out of me since it happened.
The other day at work we get a call for an odor of gas. When we get there the Chief tells us there was a bunch of squaters living in the house and the gas and water were still on. He than tells us the police have cleared the house of squaters and he needs us to go thru with our gas meters just to make sure its clear. So we proceed to go into the building, first thing we see is the human feces on the floor than the smell of urine hits like a baseball bat. We go to the second floor and the meters are clear and no one is there. First floor all clear, zero on the meters and no one there. We head to the basement and find a "room", more like a closet maybe 7'x3', behind the furnace. My partner hits the hollow core door with his tool and it doesnt open. So he kicks the door and again it doesnt open. He says to me in a confused kind of voice, "try that door". So I go to the door and mule kick it 3 or 4 times. It feels springy like something is blocking the door. So I give it 1 more kick on the hinge side and blast the bottom of the door open. I look in dont see anything but I cant see the whole room. So I shoulder the rest of the door and it opens. "Anything in there?", "Not yet but let me look in". The next thing I see is an arm behind the door. My sphinter tightened up and I yell "Yeah theres someone in here!" as I backed out. My partner who had a tool in his hand, I had the gas meters, starts screaming at the guy. The guy stood there like if he didnt move we couldnt see him. We chased the guy out and tell the cops it was a good thing no one was in there. They start cracking jokes about it and chase the guy away.
Now here's what bothers me about this. First the cops told us the building was clear but they didnt check every room. Thank God the guy wasnt armed or scared enough to attack me and my partner. I'm wearing full turnout gear with and SCBA and have gas meters in my hands, not really a good position to defend myself. Second, the cops just chased the squaters away. They didnt do any kind of ID checks or anything. I can guarantee everyone in that building was illegal at the least. I'm willing to bet at least one of them was involved in some kind of other crime. I just dont get the police I work with sometimes. This would be like us telling the cops a fire is out and when they walk in the room flashes over on them. Completely unacceptable.
Sorry about the long post but its been buggin' the crap out of me since it happened.
Laziness and stench makes for quick search's, just remember "To Serve and Protect" unless it stinks, then call someone else!
There's one word I can think of to describe your experience. NEGLIGENCE! And not on your part, but on those who didn't do a proper job of clearing the building. And they prob'ly didn't want to deal with all the paperwork involved when incarcerating illegals. Or their department has decided that if ICE won't deport them why arrest them in the first place?
We're going to have to wait for Bobo to be booted out of office and Romney to issue ICE new orders before our LEOs will be able to do anything about situations like this one, jeep.
We also need to streamline the deportation process. Personally, I'm in favor of creating a Wetback Fingerprint Database and making it available to law enforcement, Motor Vehicle departments, Social Services, hospitals, and voter registration offices, to make sure the illegals can't get at services intended for Americans. It also would enable us to cut the judges out of the loop: "No green card? Fingerprints in the database? Hey, Charley, mark this one down for the next flight on Illegal Alien Airlines down to the Guatemalan border." We'd still have to run the ones whose prints are not in the database past a judge, but after that first time, catch 'em, fly 'em, land and boot 'em out the door onto the road, then fly the bird home.
Once the word got around that getting caught = immediate deportation a long way away from the southern border of the United States, I suspect there would suddenly be a lot fewer wetbacks trying to infiltrate our country.
I can't agree with you guys more but my major issue is sending us in when they didn't clear the building. God forbid that guy had a gun, I'd be dead right now. The cops know we don't have vests on, they know we don't (can't) carry guns. They all thought it was a joke. Yeah I can laugh about it know but the reality is something bad could've happened there.
It's amazing that not one officer thought to check anyone of the squaters. Even if they weren't illegal they should still have run their "name".
We're going to have to wait for Bobo to be booted out of office and Romney to issue ICE new orders before our LEOs will be able to do anything about situations like this one, jeep.
We also need to streamline the deportation process. Personally, I'm in favor of creating a Wetback Fingerprint Database and making it available to law enforcement, Motor Vehicle departments, Social Services, hospitals, and voter registration offices, to make sure the illegals can't get at services intended for Americans. It also would enable us to cut the judges out of the loop: "No green card? Fingerprints in the database? Hey, Charley, mark this one down for the next flight on Illegal Alien Airlines down to the Guatemalan border." We'd still have to run the ones whose prints are not in the database past a judge, but after that first time, catch 'em, fly 'em, land and boot 'em out the door onto the road, then fly the bird home.
Once the word got around that getting caught = immediate deportation a long way away from the southern border of the United States, I suspect there would suddenly be a lot fewer wetbacks trying to infiltrate our country.
Cyrano, why are you waisting time to land? Think about this. Illegal Alien Airlines should be a C130, When you get over the drop site, just open the back end of the plane up and give em all the bums rush. You can yell things like Adiós, Allyoop, bottoms up, lookout below, heads up, happy landing, all while playing the song Another One Bites The Dust LOL.
Cops are just as lazy as anyone else. I should know, I was one for 12 years. The more I work with them, the less I trust them. The rule of thumb I work with is that I should never trust a single word one tells me. They are either lying for their own personal gain, or lying out of laziness. I know this is going to piss off some of the cops on the forum, and yes, I know there are good ones out there. However, I've only met about 10 good ones out of my 12 years in LE.
make a formal report. if the cops say the place is clear, it should be clear. period. if they didn't bother to check the whole building, they are not doing their job properly.
One K-9 Unit would have found any other squatters. I loved watching the dogs do searches for people when they ran. Didn't take them long to find them either.
All this squatter stuff really gets me going. My philosophy comes down to this: if you're on private property and unwanted, do so at you're own risk. If the cops decide to get you out, count yourself lucky. I wouldn't be half as forgiving.
We always had unwanted visitors on our pastureland when I was a kid. My dad would always get angry and indignant and give them a good talking to the first time he saw them, unless they were armed. People hunting without permission, squatters, burglars, and trespassers all fall into the same category. Kids riding dirtbikes through private property is one thing, but anyone else should expect to find themselves at the business end of a gun. I was a little kid, but I'm sure my dad always wore the .357 ostentatiously on his hip when warning trespassers to stay away. We never had return customers.
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