This is kind of a weird post...but I felt the need to share. Long read, but worth it.
This past weekend I was out in downtown Denver drinking with 2 friends. We stayed until the bars closed as usual and then were kicked out onto the street. The street scene is ALWAYS crazy....Tons of people and cars everywhere trying to get home all wasted. It's a blast to watch. We had a cab on the way and were waiting on the corner of 20th and Market for it. Then a bunch of comotion started and around 30-40 cops rolled to the scene. There was a couple fights and a guy with a gun a few blocks away. We remained on the corner. The cops started going crazy running around like lunatics and harassing everyone to "Go home now!" I spoke to one officer up in my grill and told him I was waiting for a cab with my 2 friends. He simply said "Hurry up," and walked away. Not 5 minutes later he came by again, this time cussing at us telling us to go home. One of my friends, actually my lady friend, Jessie wanted to go to the other side of the street. I didn't want to miss the cab so I wanted to stay. She then for some reason got the cops attention and said "Tell him to listen to me, he is not listening." The cop grabbed me instantly and pulled my arms behind my back, not saying a word. I turned twoards him by twisting my body and said "Hey, what did I do, what are you doing." He immediately hit me for the first time in the left temple with his flashlight. I tryed to pull away but he then grabbed me by the neck and chocked me to the ground while still hitting me with his flashlight. He then pulled out his telescoping metal night stick and started beating me with that. I saw lots of cops running twoards us so I rolled onto my stomach and covered my face. They all jumped in and started swinging with clubs and flashlights as I just laid there. About a minute or so went by and all I could hear was the sound of a hollow echo from blows to my head. One of the cops yelled "Stop." They then hog tied me and threw me in a cop car face and stomach first. I was taken to a holding cell and cuffed in there with a bunch of DUI convictee's. I yelled for the cop..."What did I do, what am I being held for" He smiled and said "during the struggle one of our radios was damaged, you didn't necessarily do it, but you are being charged with it. Destruction of private property." "You will be taken to detox and released if/when you are sober." I didn't want to start a scene there so I simply went with it and was taken to Detox. When I arrived I was dropped off by the curb and taken inside by Denver Health detox employees. They did the usual and gave me a PBT and I passed with a .00 something. I was then released and got a ride home.
Here are the pictures from about 8 hours later. Not too much broke skin but my head and face looks like the bluffs of Iowa!!! I eneded up with a total of 47 marks...and cuts/bumbs/bruises.
Yes I have taken legal action and hired a good defense attorney. I also went to the Denver Police station and filed a report with internal affairs. they were a bit shocked to say the least.
Comments/Questions?!?!?!?
Try to stay away from all the fighting next time!!