my attitude to Toronto Police and their G20 actions


From 1958 (age 5) until 2000 I lived in Toronto.  I have never been arrested.  One of my few interactions with the police took place around 1990 in The Beaches.  I left my basement apartment and found just outside my door in the alleyway a police warrant card on the ground.  Turns out it belonged to a young constable who was visiting his grandmother and dropped it in his haste to get on his way to work.  I turned it in at a Division in the East End.  Another interaction took place one Saturday afternoon on Jarvis just below Bloor.  A man in a car was trying to force a woman into his car.  I got out of my car and two other men got out of their car and we moved to stop the takin of the woman.  When he saw us move at him, he drove off and a few moments later about ten cruisers caught him further north on Jarvis which turns into Mount Pleasant Road.  I was lucky that day, the man might have had a handgun, but I was determined not to just standby.  It turns out the woman  was a prostitute and the man was her pimp.

I live 100 miles north now.  For many years I wanted to visit New Orleans, a perfect city for a photographer to point his camera at, but never went because its police force had a dreadful reputation. I have to got to Toronto for medical appointments and if I get a kidney transplant it will be done there and the many followup appointments will be there as well.  My thoughts now are that I will never travel to Toronto again unless I must for medical reasons.  I do not want to run afoul of the police, who seem to have the potential to do whatever they want to without regard to the law.

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Author: William J. Gibson

62 year old - writer/photographer Canadian, survived open heart surgery, received kidney transplant, sometimes dour, sometimes amusing, over six feet in height, severely follicle challemged

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