Yesterday at 4:47 p.m., I was forced to call FBPD about a loud stereo in one of the parking lots. Well, it didn't help. Later last night and early this morning, people had their stereos going "boom, boom, boom" and rattling my windows.
Now I was reading an interesting tidbit on an official Texas law enforcement site regarding suspected discrimination. The advice from TCLEOSE was pretty simple: go to the FBI.
Gee, I can just imagine the FBI asking FBPD and the "City" of Farmers Branch why in the blazes I'm coming to them about noise complaints? What if they went to Goggle and saw this blog? Wouldn't it be rather uncomfortable and inconvenient to explain why you mishandle a situation because the victim in this case has a mental disorder?
You know, I was taught repeatedly that if something goes to court, it's going to be Average Joe Person's understanding of things in a jury trial. And well, the Average Joes I speak with out there all tell me pretty much the same thing: the cops should have done something about the Banging Brood, the Pantry Punishers, the Upstairs Stomper, and all the other stuff long ago.
Law enforcement shouldn't be up to the complex. That's why taxpayers pay for cops. And so far, Farmers Branch is being fleeced blind by the misconduct of its officers.
Did you know FBPD has been bullying the apartment complex manager about pets she has her house? She asked the city about the pets, and they okayed it--three years ago. If city ordinances have changed, too bad. There's a little thing called a "grandfather clause". If said pets were permitted three years ago, the owner can't be forced to give them up now just because the ordinances changed.
Why in the crap is Farmers Branch, TX so... ILLEGAL? Oh. Wait. It's going ghetto. I can hear it rattling the windows just going down the road right now.
