This blog is a continuance from the previous entry.
Once DFACS showed up to take JC away. The parties that were remaining at the house are as follows,
- JC's Mother who was a meth cook.
- Mothers Boyfriend "meth cook"
- Two Friends of the the two above
- Grannie "It was in her home where the meth was being produced, where JC lived and slept beside the Meth Labs"
When I watched the toddler JC being taken away by DFACS, I was very "frustrated" to say the least at the remaining parties. I began to "explain" to JC's mom, boyfriend and the two other friends who were already handcuffed the length of time in prison that they could expect from the deeds that they were responsible for. I also explained to "mom" that my job sometimes has little life bonuses that I enjoy very much, one of which was that I was going to gleefully charge her with Cruelty to Children, Reckless Endagerment of a child, and "multitudes" of other felonies.
I also took great joy in calling one of the friends who was present wife, she had no idea that he was a meth cook. He said it was more like a hobby when I asked him. The both cried like little girls when I advised the both of them that the government was going to file seizure on there vehicle that he drove over there with. This friend showed no emotion when the child he was poisoning with his "hobby" was hauled away to a foster home. But yet he got emotional over HIS CAR!!!! I assure you I advised him "in so many kind adjectives" what I thought about his reaction.
Once I finished the "conversations" with these individuals I noticed Grannie was sitting on the tail gate of a truck. She was having conversations with the now rather large crowd of on lookers and neighbors who have gathered around the crime scene parimeter. She was saying things like "she cant believe her kids were doing things like this and how she could not control them. She was still wearing the robe, nightgown thing with slippers that you would picture most Grannies in. The most glaring thing that I thought was missing from her ensemble was A PAIR OF HANDCUFFS!!!!! I angrily ordered the Uniformed Officers present at the scene to place grannie in restrants. They were suprised by this, I knew both Officers well and they originally thought I was kidding. Who would have thought that we were going to be taking a 70 to 80 something year old to jail for Manufacturing Meth??? I think both Officers saw the fire in my eyes when I said it again, they then placed the silver bracelets on her wrists, behind her back just like the rest of them!!!! Right in front of the large crowd of on lookers.
She began crying hysterically like she was an actual victim. She began saying she had never been in trouble in her life, not even a speeding ticket, and that she had not made any drugs and knew nothing about it. The crowd looked angrily at me as the officers restrained her.
I then began to explain in an equally as loud voice to grannie with the large crowd who just happened to be listening as to why Grannie was going to jail with the rest of the perps.
We have been to that house several times looking for JC's mother and her friends. We had survellance on the house and knew the times they were there and the times they were not. We would knock on the door wanting to speak with them about the drug activity. Every time Grannie answered the door. She would lie and say things like "there not here" or "why are you harrasing them" and just obstruct us ever time we went over there. She knew at the time when she was lying to us, that we did not have any search or arrest warrants and could do nothing about it. We had audio and video of the drugs being produced and sold inside the house with Grannie in the same room. I also threw in for good measure that she certainly had to be aware that a child in her care was "SLEEPING BESIDE A "adjective" METH LAB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "
So I decided the moment I seen JC crying inside that filthy meth lab, that we would have a "scorched earth" policy with this incident. EVERBODY WENT TO JAIL, EVERYBODY LOST THERE CAR, I even tried to file seizure on grannies freaking house!!! but did not win that one.
Alas, if my memory serves me correct, the charges against grannie were dropped. I think the District Attorney did not want to be seen dragging an old lady in a house gown and those stupid slippers into court.
Grannie may have beat the rap, but she sure as hell did not beat THE RIDE!!!!
Thanks for reading. 