The Coup: Hardyville's Finest
Claire Wolfe at Backwoods Home Magazine - Hardyville gets it up the ass from their BATF-trained police squad. Until the cops' survival-oriented picking of only low-hanging fruit gets the new gummint unhappy. Next time, next and every Monday, Hardyville's first SWAT raid. Hopefully, we'll get to see how badly a SWAT team performs against real resistance. [claire]
Case in point: Divorcee Charlotte Carolina, who'd just moved in with her brood of teenbrats, out on River Road, ended up face-down in the roadway for failure to wear a seat belt. Never mind that seat belts are a matter of personal choice in these parts. The cops needed something to do -- and the Democratic Government of Hardyville desperately needed revenue since hardly anybody was sending 'em any taxes. After she brushed the last bit of gravel out of her cheeks, she paid them for the privilege of getting back in her own car.
On the other hand, when Officer Bruto tried to pull over Doc, who ran the pharmacy and whose old Studebaker was usually chock full of drugs, Doc just calmly kept on driving. He also made a cell-phone call. And a few minutes later, two big old pickup trucks turned up and darned near ran the cop car off the road.