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Wednesday, October 12, 2011


My friend tells me that she got arrested last week.   My first thought was that she must have gotten a DUI coming home from some wild night of partying in Austin; she is here in the USA in part to party after all.   But no, she wasn't having any fun at all before she got arrested.  She was "set up" as they say.

My friend is this adorable 24 year old girl from Mexico.  She's here in the USA, working at a restaurant here in my town.  Before you go there, no, she's not an illegal.  She actually comes from a wealthy family in Mexico, and she's here in part to help this new restaurant get started, and in part for the adventure of working abroad.  She is the sweetest person I've met in a long time, the kind of person that puts others first.  At 24, I'd have to say she is still a little naive and innocent, certainly about how malicious other people can be.  I couldn't believe the jackassery that led to her night in jail.

The day started simply enough with her and her roommate moving from a duplex to an apartment.  The duplex had been sold, so her neighbor was also moving.  Their duplex opens to a common front porch, and they were both using it to stage boxes as they were loading up.   Have you figured out what happened yet?   Yep, she ended up with not one, but two of her neighbor's boxes.  Ya know, those damn illegals, ya can't trust 'em, right.  So, the neighbor figures out she has his boxes and he takes his stoned ass up to her work and demands them back.  Of course, he takes the opportunity to accuse her of being a dirty illegal in the process.   I can totally understand how violated this stoner dude must have felt when she refused to leave her job that very moment to go home and find his boxes and get them back to him.  Heaven forbid he should have to wait 'til she got off work or the next day even.

So, you might have figured out by now that stoner dude calls the police on her.  Two of Jarrell's finest show up to sort out this mess.   I don't even feel like taking the time to explain the back story of Jarrell city politics, but if you've ever seen the Dukes of Hazard, you don't need me to.   Anyway, the police side with the white stoner dude and haul my friend off to jail.  She said she cried for 5 hours straight there.  "People are mean to me...(there)", as she said.  Her friend didn't get arrested but got so scared that she left.  Her boss did bail her out, but now she is pretty much alone, scared, and stuck in the USA until she can get a court date.

We sometimes like to get on our high horse and rant about this or that, like illegals for example.   Certainly we hear on the news all the time about how bad illegals are and how we need to build a fence ... excuse me, I believe "secure our borders" is the proper phrase now.  Well, when you're listening to a scared shitless kid tell you about her 1st night in jail, you start to see how those attitudes affect real people.  That's just wrong.  I hate to think what would have happened to her if she were poor and/or illegal.  People are people, and were all in this life together.  Come on now, let's stop hatin' on each other.   Can't we all just get along?

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