I got a job as a groundskeeper at the IHOP and I’m out doing my work. I’m an old dude as you know, and this is hard work out in the sun! I’m down to weed eating around the bushes, when all the sudden I’m surrounded by several guys in masks and vests with big guns! My flight or fight instincts kick in and I start to run!
The men start yelling “you’re under arrest”! …but what for? I haven’t done anything, I was just working my job! As I run, I am afraid. I point my weedeater at them…as everyone knows, it’s the weapon of choice for self defense. One of the men tackles me, and one of them punches me, as they put zip ties on my hands. Another shoves a baton roughly in my face and then against my throat…choking me, as they shove me with force and throttle me as they put me in a car. They say they are police, or “ICE”.
As I collapse into the back seat, I think about my three sons who are Marines, two of them still deployed serving this country I am in. What will they think of me now? What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment?
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