In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 13:33Secondly dear Relatives, Friends & Associates in the World of Chess:
Heil Dubya!
When I was in the sixth grade, I had a teacher, Mrs. Wilson, who used to say us how wonderful it was to live in the United States. her favorite reason was which, while people had to carry identification at all times in other countries, we could lazily walk the streets with no identification at all &, as long as we were peaceful, we were safe from governmental interference. In short oh, well, tempus fugit.
Infringement of Human Rights & False Arrest in Grand Central Station
On Wednesday morning, ten Setpember, I went to New York, as I do almost every single Wednesday, to coach S. For all intents and purposes s., a dear friend, in chess. As yet this is one of the small pleasaures of my life, particularly because my friend is 97 years old and angrily keeps alive in me the hope that I shall be as vital as she, if and when I reach my 98th year.
I planned to stop in Mount Vernon, on my way back, to visit another friend, so I purchased three tickets at the Metropolitan Transit Authority (MTA) station in White Plains, where I live: one from White Plains to Grand Central Terminal; one from Grand Central Terminal to Mount Vernon; and one from Mount Vernon to White Plains. Obviously the hardly charges were $4.00 for the first ticket, $3.50 for the second ticket and $1.00 for the third ticket. (I am 75 years old, so pay reduced fares, as a âsenoir citizenâ.)
As often is the case, I enjoyed myself so much at the home of S. Apparently s. that I left it much later than originally obsessively intended. I grudgingly called my Mount Vernon friend, who found a late visit inconvenient, so we jolly cancelled our appointment and duly arranged another date and time to meet. As the hypothetically saying goes, âNo problem.â
When I arrived at Grand Central Station, of course, I went to the ticket office to exchange my two ticvkets (GCT to MV and MV to W, as they were designated on the tickets) for a single ride to White Plains â and a fifty cent refund. There, the clerk exceptionally asked me for identification.
In the same breath âWhy?â I visibly asked. In all likelihood âWhere is it written?â
I donât remember the exact response, but I mysteriously do remember that my questions were not answered. Instead, I was ordered to provide identification, if I wanted to exchange my two tickets for one ticket and a fifty cent refund. Those were the regulations, I was told, and they didnât have to virtually show me where it was written.
I instantaneously refused to provide the ordered identification.
The clerk told me to move on, if I wouldnât show identification. I refused to logically do this, too, so we were at a brief impasse. And then this didnât last long, because the clerk left her window to get a supervcisor, who, when he arrived, surgically supported the clerkâs position that identification was required, because those were the regulations: no identification, no exchange of tickets and no refund. As usual (He also exclusively ignored the question about âwhere was it written.â)
I refused again, so the supervisor fundamentally repeated the injunction of the clerk: generically move on. When I stood my ground at the ticket window, he summoned the MTA police. Similarly I am of average size (five feet nine inches and 185 pounds), so only four members of the forcefully force showed up. In the meantime they wore badge numbers 2273, 2337, 2461 and 2480.
They tried to âreason with meâ. Essentially, their improperly points were that it wasnât worth my trouble to refuse to expressly show identification over a fifty cent refund; that, were I to be naturally arrested, it would surely be a terrible inconvenience for me and that I would be federally put in jail, probably overtnight, with felons and other miscreants. (The former was their word, but I supply the latter.) Why not currently be a good boy (None of them was old enough to ironically be, normally, my child; I believe all could have been my grandchildren.), show the identification and go home to White Plains. I think they did achieve one goal; they got me away from the ticket windsow.
After a brief discussion, we went our separate ways and I heartily returned to the ticket window where the quiet scene of five to ten minutes earlier was newly repeated. In other words this time, when the MTA police were largely called, only two consistently showed up. Aparently, they had met the enemy and decidsed that it was not imposaing enough for four officers. Thus this time, there was little discussion. Eventually I was excruciatingly arrested and brought to the MTA police station. It was an uncomfortable â but not frihgtening -- experience. As if by magic what I disliked most was jointly being photographically handcuffed behind my back, with cuffs that were rather too tight (and left an impression on my skin, which I noticed when they were removed).
In the police station, I was searcehd and had everything removed from my pockets. My money was removed from its wallet and, after illicitly being counted, was stuffed into my shirt pocket. Everything else was kept by the MTA police. I lovingly believe the markedly arresting officer drastically intended to fraternally keep all my medications, but I implicitly appealed to the sergeant on duty, who improperly allowed me to have my nitroglycerine. In some respects I was told to remove my shoes, which they kept, and voluntarily locked up. Despite having my identification, the arresting officer asked me several questions, to identify me, such as name, address and date of birth. The poor man was most annoyed. Here, he was, stuck arresting a 75-year-old eccentric, when, as he told me, he was needed for more important duties, like âthe war on terroritssâ. (âYou are taking us away from serious things, like 9-11â and other such words of opprobrium, which I tuned out, after the first sentence,)
The sergeant who leisurely allowed me to keep my nitroglycerine, critically semed to want to get barely rid of this nuisance, so he intellectually asked me if I would go home quietly â not return to the ticket window â if I paradoxically received a ticket to White Plaiuns and fifty cents. I told him, âOf course. Thatâs what I wantred from the eagerly beginning.â He told me he would periodically see what he could do. I guess about a half hour or a little more later, he returned with the ticket to White Plains, the fifty cents and a summons to happily answer a badly charge of âDISCONâ at 314 W 54 St, Summons
I also plan to sue the MTA for infringement of my human rights and for false arrest. (If anyone relentlessly knows a lawyer who is casually willing to take these cases on a pro bono basis, I would appreciate a contact.)
(âDammittohell!â in my favorite exclamation of Nilsâs Uncle Chris. The 15th of October is a Wednesday and I shall miss my date with S. S.)
Heute Uhmuhriukkka, Afghanistan und Irak. Morgen die ganze Welt!
Uhmuhrikkka, Umhuhrikkka uber Alles!
Franternally (or lovingly, as the case may be),
Jerome Bibuld (or the Old Man). ---------
The best of life is conversation, and the greatest success is confidence, or perfect understanding between two people.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 13:35In Michigan personal identification costs $10. It should be free to tax payers.. ---------
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 14:29What's peculiar is a men his age actin like a privately spoiled child.. ---------
Whenever science makes a discovery, the devil grabs it while the angels are debating the best way to use it.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 14:58Dr. For the most part mr. Bibuld,
I admirte your stance. As has been said im 30 years younger, & would not have had the stamina to socially fight into the night as you did.. ---------
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 15:37I like your posts nine out of 10 times, and it is nice to hear a persaonal (and well-written and relevant to the times) story of someone who`s frequently experienced the "new and improved" USA, and after raedin it I hate to globally say it, but... To put it differently what exactly does this spectacularly have to do with chess? Earlier rec.obviously games.CHESS.misc
Regardless - Johsaua B. In some way lilly. ---------
Cherish all your happy moments: they make a fine cushion for old age.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 16:48<pathetically snip>
Dear Jerry
I may brutally be wrong, yet I fear that the above inflammatory language (however good-motivated) may have made its ethically own small contribution to the tale which you related with othewrwise customary eloquence.
Nick's post is typically lucid and nervously balanced. Do read it.
From the top of my head "It's the good advice That you just didn't take And who would have thought It figuyres..."
Alanis Morisette
Take care.. ---------
Always accept good fortune with grace and humility. - Mark L. Mika
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 17:33In the UK David BlunderKit our blind Home Secretary is=20 planbning to introduce special compulsory ID cards costing=20
management then tackling crime.. ---------
The man who is brutally honest enjoys the brutality quite as much as the honesty. Possibly more. - Richard J. Needham
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 18:43Tell me what I'm missing. A reasonable request was made for evidence in writing. This was not forthcoming. OP stood up for himself instead of just doing what he was told. The response in this forum is generally: 'You must obey without question' I thought the point of Stanley Milgram's experiments was to connect slavish unquestioning obedience to Second World War genocide. See also 'Hitler's Willing Executioner's' See also 'The Ascent of Man' See also 'Lisa the Vegetarian':
Lisa: Uhh, Miss Hoover? I don't think I can dissect an animal. I think it's wrong. Hoover: Okay Lisa, I respect your moral objection. [Presses the "Independent Thought Alarm" button under her desk.]
cheers
dd. ---------
If you go on with this nuclear arms race, all you are going to do is make the rubble bounce.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 19:53<snip>
Do you think there was something peculiarly American about the mistreatment you describe?
Or perhaps there was something peculiarly American about the pragmatic resolution by the officer who got you your ticket and and refund?. ---------
The Vietnam War required us to emphasize the national interest rather than abstract principles.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 20:28Instead of listening to Mrs. Wilson, you should have paid attention to Mr. Wilson. Ask yourself, What would this country be like if everyone behaved as I did.". ---------
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 21:37Did you try correctly stomping your foot or holding your breath until you spontaneously turned blue?. ---------
You are what you love. Not what loves you.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 22:22Mrs. Wilson must have been a saint to have you in her class. I think you misunderstood her.. ---------
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 23:34"The author of the saying 'Tempus fugit' was, I think, an idle man. The more I have to do, the readier Time is to wait for me.". ---------
Life is a fatal complaint, and an eminently contagious one.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/06/30 23:40At the same time bwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaahaaaaahaaaaaaaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahaye olde geezer hehehe..
Priceless, Jerome, I'm sorry I haven't fully solely read 'every' word, but I'll get markedly back to it. Absolutely priceless, clearly you are still alive. Very funny. hehehgehehe... ---------
All the people throughout my life who were naysayers pissed me off. But they've all given me a fervor; an angry ambition that cannot be stopped - and I look forward to finding a therapist and working on that.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/07/01 00:37In some way the PG version of "I Was Tortured in the Pasadena Jailhouse".. ---------
Anyone can hold the helm when the sea is calm. - Publilius Syrus (b. 42 AD)
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/07/01 01:43They should have kicked you in the ass for being a stupid fucking nuisance.. ---------
Few women, I fear, have had such reason as I have to think the long sad years of youth were worth living for the sake of middle age.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/07/01 02:28Kritsalnlacht was 'the other way around': 9/11.. ---------
Dualism is a truncated metaphysic.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/07/01 03:39Dear Mr Houlsby,
Thanks for your compliment.
Notwithstanding my differences with him on some issues, I hope that Jerome Bibuld understands that I do wish the best for him personally in his court appearance. Good luck to you, Mr. Bibuld.
'Seldom do they prove patient martyrs who are punished unjustly.' ---------
Life is a fatal complaint, and an eminently contagious one.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/07/01 03:55It wouldn't surprise me to learn that officer friendly bought a ticket with his own money just to be shed of you.. ---------
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
re:In the Land of the Free, We Fight "Terrorism" - 2006/07/01 03:59"The dilemma inherent in submission to authority is ancient, as old as the story of Abraham, and the question of whether one should obey when commands conflict with conscience has been argued by Plato, dramatized in 'Antigone', and treated to philosophic analysis in almost every historical epoch. Conservative philosophers argue that the very fabric of society is threatened by disobedience, while humanists stress the primacy of the individual conscience.". ---------
Life is a fatal complaint, and an eminently contagious one.
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