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Scanner Reports 5-21-14
updated: May 21, 2014, 7:00 AM
By Roger the Scanner Guy
Wednesday Hump Day, like a big Hump in the middle of my back. When I was a kid I had a dog he was a mutt named Fluffy. I can't remember how long he was around; a year, or two maybe. I loved him he was my buddy, my only buddy. I had no friends, the neighborhood kids had no choice they lived nearby if given the choice I'm sure they would have stayed away from me, I was considered to be retarded. They have nice words for that now but that is what I was called then even the teachers called me that. I got beaten at home; a couple teachers at school beat the Holy Hell out of me too. The kids bullied the Hell outta me and no one cared. Times were different back then and one was expected to take their lumps and give a few back. My dog got treated badly. I never saw my dad hit my dog. Had he I woulda killed him earlier than intended. A stroke just happened to come along and take him before I could. My poor dog was in the middle of all this insanity and though no one hurt him as far as I can remember he was neglected and treated like Hell. He bit a neighbor kid that treated me bad and he got put down for it. The damn dog saved me from some stinking Bully and he got put down for it. Sometimes I wish I woulda killed that bully. My dog was in a better place because of that bully I was told it was his time to go it's all a bunch of crap.
In my teen years after being kicked out of several schools, Military Schools, Group Homes, Pubic School, I was in this Boys Home. CETA got me a Summer Job in an Animal Shelter I didn't last because I saw how the animals were treated and I figured if I stayed there I might lose it especially after a coworker said to me "You have to like to kill animals to work here." I liked the idea of killing the two legged kind so I left. My life had been bad enough I did not want to go to prison for murdering some maggot who was sure to get it on his own. I used to get beat up a lot. I was a real sissy that is what they called me then times were different. The only times I ever fought back was in Military School, when I was drunk, or when I snapped, pretty much when I was cornered and I felt there was no other way out. When I figured out I was strong I did some damage too. Sometimes I wish I woulda stayed in Hammond and shared that Anger and Rage with the Bass Turds that deserved it. But I had to go. I was always in trouble and things were getting bad I was losing control. I figured the Military could help me so I joined the Navy.
I had been kicked out of the National Guard a year or so earlier; I was surprised but grateful the Navy didn't somehow catch it. I went to Chicago to get sworn in and transported to Great Lakes but after being sworn in we had to wait a long time for the bus to arrive and take us and I really wanted a drink. I came-to 3 Days later in Porter County Jail. After going to court and crying in front of the judge I got a 4 year suspended sentence. The Navy came and picked me up and changed my orders to San Diego. They told me they send the screw ups to California; I guess I belong here. I was in the Navy 3 Weeks and 1 Day before I stomped the Hell out of my Company Commander and put him in the hospital. I never liked getting yelled at too much. At this point in my life I had a little bit of a record for violence if I wouldn't have stumbled into an AA meeting a couple years later on State Street I probably woulda went up the river for murder sooner or later. I was a real angry kid, even in AA I was angry. Those damn 12-Steps confused the hell outta me. I hated them because I no longer had an excuse to hurt anyone for what had been done to me. I had so much Anger and Rage inside of me I could not function normally. I spent 17 years off and on in AA. I had kinda hoped I'd be able to settle down and have a job and a wife, maybe a couple, have a life but I guess I was so twisted up in my head that wasn't possible. I had a lot to work out and it wasn't going to happen overnight. I was always looking at the big picture and it was too much, it was too hard and like some alcoholics, I went back out.
The last drunk I had really kicked my ass, and a few other asses too. I went back to AA my tail between my legs again, this time on medication. I was told medication wasn't accepted and for some reason maybe brain damage took it to heart. I left AA and never went back. I'm still off the sauce today and the medication calms my nerves. I got me a cat I've had for 16 or so years he's been through Hell like me and has many scars, we both do. I love that damn cat. He's old and having a hard time now, we both are. I learned how to Love and get rid of my Anger and Rage through the years by giving it all to Thy Great Dog up there somewhere but I'm sad that my cat's getting older, and so am I. I read all those stories on the internet about people abusing animals and I want to find those people and whip their ars. Of course I couldn't do it unless I had a few drinks in me and I don't want to drink anymore so like normal people I talk smack on Edhat.
Not too long ago I happen to be passing by the back door of the Animal Hospital near where I live and I heard the hospitals caretaker cussing out the animals and threatening to rip them apart. I'll tell you I wanted to slam that piece of scrap so hard against a wall he's splatter like an egg. I did not want to call Animal Control but I did and the officer did not do nothing but show up and give me lip service and the verbal abuse of those animals over there went on. I called that Animal Control officer a second time and same thing only this time he treated me like I was nuts, "Excuse me for getting a little EMOTIONAL when I hear a poor animal getting abused by a SCUM BAG Officer." in fact this animal control worker don't deserve to be called an officer in my book. A few weeks later the worker at the Animal Hospital was discovered to be treating the animals bad. Not only that but he was having all night parties with hookers, doing drugs, drinking and raising Hell all night long in that Animal hospital, those animals were probably physically abused too. I heard the call go out one night on my scanner of a 415 over there and I went for a little walk. The animal abuser was outside waiting for police. When he saw me coming around the corner he ran back into the building. I was kinda hoping he'd go off on me and take a swing or something, but he ran away so I went home. I don't like reading about animals being put down when they could be adopted out, I've heard that strays get put down faster than other animals and I think they should be given more time. It isn't fair that they are going from one more than likely abusive situation to death. Animals are not treated right in this life and it pisses me off. If by voicing my opinion in defense of an animal Dog, Cat, a Gerbil, and someone don't like me for it or respect me I don't care because I'm for the Animals not status in the community. Call me all the names you want I guess the popular label in Santa Barbara is 5150 call someone Emotionally Unstable and some people might stop listening to them. I might be a little 5150, but I take lorzepam and it helps a lot. There are a lot of Public Officials around here that are 5150 and they run for office, sorry it had to be said. Anyway That Animal Hospital got rid of that abusive chump and things have been pretty much normal ever since. I hope those dogs on Death Row are adopted out and not put down. They are such lovely dogs. Our Society has been doing the wrong things for a long time, isn't it time we did something right?
Here is your Scanner Roni Reports, Monday:
Code 40,Drunk male having seizures Broadmar Plaza and Richland.
Possible 459 Burglary to the Mobil Station 100 Block highway 246.
Oak Park behind the Tennis Courts, Seizures.
Code 40, Subject down Milpas and Montecito.
23103 Reckless driver North from 5 points in a white Full Sized pickup truck.
415 1145 Suicidal man with bag on his head Cares 2000 Block of DLV.
Gas problem inside of a residence 1100 Block of Castillo.
1400 Block of North Broadway check the welfare of a man down in the bushes near Rancho Gardens.
Unknown type Medical Emergency at the IV Clinic.
Suspicious subject 1200 Block of Via Alta.
101 Southbound at Linden vehicle accident.
Medical Emergency for a subject feeling faint at Chase Palm Park extension.
484 Theft from Home Depot male in pickup truck ripped off tools and other things and got caught a few blocks away.
135 at Harris Grade vehicle accident 4 Green Tags, Moderate injuries.
Twin Ridge 2700 Block of San Marcos Road, 602pc Trespassers reporting party concerned about campers.
20002 Hit and Run, non-injury investigation reporting party is at AAA in the 3700 Block of State Street.
415 Domestic in an RV 100 South Quarantina.
20002 Hit and Run investigation from Sunday night 1000 Block of East Montecito.
Fight brewing near Girls Inc. 2 Females, 2 Males.
Fall victim 5600 Block of Hollister.
602 Trespasser 7400 Block of Hollister.
Medical Emergency at UCSB Storke Tower Traumatic Injury.
Calvin is in the front of a police station in the county to pick something up, some kind of property.
484 Theft on South Fairview.
Landlord Tenant dispute in IV Landlord had locks changed and tenant might have broken into the apartment on Camino Pescadero.
Check the Welfare highway 101 at Refugio Road 3 young men one wearing a dark jacket and sunglasses fell over, and did not get up. Reporting party kept going (good idea probably a trap) A couple units responding to check their welfare, heard no more.
Some kind of possible drug activity involving 2 males on Neptune, they are associated with a white Toyota Camry parked over on Mars.
Scanner Roni Reports, Tuesday:
Drinkers in the parking lot of the Gas Company refusing to leave Santa Barbara and Victoria streets. Lots of cool places to hide out and drink in Santa Barbara not that I'm advocating it. When I was out there drinking I found some cool spots to drink in plain sight yet no one saw me.
1000 Block of Carpinteria traffic stop on a red Saab.
AMR Transport Lompoc hospital to Cottage.
211 Silent alarm in the 300 Block of West Mission.
Suspicious Circumstances Montecito Fire at Butterfly beach on an upside down red kayak in the kelp bed. No one was seen around it but it's suspicious.
Fire Alarms ringing at a residence in the 300 Block of North Ontare, no fire a lot of alarms go off in the wind.
Check the welfare of someone that did not show up for an appointment and has been a little depressed lately in Santa Barbara.
Suspicious circumstances MTD 1020 Chapala.
Minor injury traffic accident State at Calle Morales.
Possible shot heard near a Pre-School and UCSB SBSO was on a possible suspicious subject involved searching the area for a couple hours, he was never found although there have been sightings when checked out it's not the same subject involved.
Vegetation Fire a quarter acre 7000 Block of Cat Canyon.
A smaller fire 3x3 inches was put out by SBCF somewhere on Cliff Drive.
Engine 5 assist the Parks department San Pasqual and Carrillo for a tree hanging on power lines. SBPD Assist for Traffic Control.
Smoke Alarm no fire 300 Block of Hot Springs Road.
Traffic Hazard green RV Parked on curb Prospect and Pedregosa.
Check the Welfare of a homeless man down on a bus bench 600 Block of West Micheltorena.
300 Block of West Clark Avenue possible 459 Burglary it's a neighbor of the victim.
Heard an "Open Mike" on the County Fire Channel someone was talking about Homeless warming fires igniting into vegetation fires and they sounded very concerned.
Report of Five juveniles fighting 1400 Block of Santa Barbara Street.
Medical Emergency Rec. Center UCSB Traumatic injury.
Pedestrian reported on the Los Positas off ramp probably panhandling. 800 Block of West Mission 459 Burglary to a residence.
As far as my rant goes I know I have written it in various ways thousands of times before no one has to tell me, don't like it, don't read it, LOL. It comes out when I'm upset, not everyone in the whole world can be normal. Sorry! I'd actually rather be crazy compared to some people who think they are normal. That's all outta me Have a Great Wednesday, Hump Day and two Dogs willing we will see you on FRYday. Later, Roger
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