Harassment Talk

David · 00:00:00

I'm going to share a little tale about what happened to me here at my house the other night. The evening that I first started posting on Nextdoor. I was sitting out on my porch, quietly, with my laptop working. No music at that time. Just sitting there, working on a laptop, and making some of those posts. And wouldn't you know it, I had two police officers roll up on my house.

Now, I had been tagging them in some of the posts related to the vandalism that's been occurring at my property. You know, the dog shit bag that was intentionally left on my tree, root there by the sidewalk. To which I responded with sidewalk art. And the person who came very near to my front door, where my chime is hanging, and cut down three of the tubes that were on it. So, I used the at sign on Houston Police. On a few of those posts. And I posted a picture of my harassment ticket that I got a month ago. To which nothing has been done. No follow-up, no phone calls.

But, I didn't expect two cruisers to come up, park at my house. Actually, what they did, the first one came and parked at an angle. He came up very quickly, and the lights were very suddenly upon me there on my front porch. Which was fine, because as I said, I was just sitting out there, working on a laptop. And the officer came to walking up toward me to the house. And he was polite, but he said, did someone call the police? And I said, you mean a phone call? And he said, yes. I said, no, I didn't call the police. He said, is everything okay over here? And I said, well, yeah, everything's fine.

But I would like to, I can tell you that I've been having some harassment problems. And then I described how someone cut the wind chimes down. And I took him over to my sidewalk shrine that I made, and the dog bag. And he was listening to me, and as I was in the middle of a sentence, he just turned around and left. He said, hold on. And then he just turned around and left. Went to his car. There was, at that point, a second police car had pulled up behind him. And they had a little bit of a discussion. Then he just got in his car and left. Both of them. He didn't even come back. He didn't let me finish my sentence, anything. And they went down and parked at the stop sign about two houses down, parallel to each other. You know how they do. They're talking through their windows at each other. And then they drove off.

So my assumption is that someone in the neighborhood called the police on me for what I was posting on Nextdoor. That's the level of mentality and maturity that is, apparently, existing in the consciousness of some of my neighbors. Yeah. They don't seem to care that somebody had the balls to bring a sharp-bladed object to within two feet of my door. To cut down wind chimes in a threatening manner. I mean, none of my neighbors have approached me to say, hey, we don't like your wind chimes. Can you take them down? Not even in a nice way. Not even in a rude way. Nothing. So this was more of a threat. Like, we want you gone and we're gonna cut you. Like, we cut your wind chimes. That's how I took it. And the dog shit bag on my lawn is just another threatening harassment.

So, it doesn't seem like the police are gonna do anything about it. They left when I was mid-sentence. Do y'all think that's okay? What am I supposed to do about that? Am I supposed to go back down to the police whenever they come? They just turn around? Turn their back on me and walk away while I'm mid-sentence? Explaining the answer to their question? This man drove up, interrupted my evening, expected to see me doing something illegal on the porch. Or else, why would he have parked his car that way to shine his light so suddenly at me? Right? Probably just doing his job because someone called and said probably false statements about me, as usual. But as I was explaining myself, he just said, He just turned around and left.

Yeah. So, uh, good job, HPD. I'm not gonna stop ragging on y'all until you do something for me. And, uh, I don't mean come rolling up on my house in the middle of the day, in the middle of the night, or close to it. This was probably like 11 PM, so maybe not the middle of the night. Expecting to find something, and then when you don't, and I'm explaining a real situation to you, you fucking turn around and leave? It's fucking rude. Who do you people think you are? I guess you think you're the lords of the city. Look at your department's history and it sort of explains it, right? Y'all operate like a fucking gang.

This is gonna get me into a lot of trouble, isn't it? Well, I'm tired of being fucked with and nobody doing anything for me. I'm fucking tired of it. And, uh, there's not much I can do. I'm not going to, uh, transgress on the rights of my neighbors because they're doing it to me. That's not how I roll. This is how I roll. I open my mouth. So I'm opening it fucking louder until somebody does something and stops the fucking harassment.