Monday, December 28, 2009

A Concession

One of the main goals of this blog was to circumvent the communication barriers which the FWPD Command Staff has erected between the citizens and the officers who actually do the hard work of keeping them safe. It was an attempt to speak directly to the many individual officers of the department. One of them, Officer ‘Rice’, responded to a recent post. And judging by the many officer’s Facebook pages which have been changed, deleted or blocked from public view in the past few days, it appears that others have heard me as well.

In recognition of this development, and in hopes that they will continue to listen long enough for me to make my final post, I have removed the names and photos of the FWPD officers that I previously published on this blog. I am still working on that final post, and hope to have it completed soon.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

A Message For Officer Rice

Officer ‘Rice’

Do you really think that I could come up with as complete a list as this, and forget the one person who's name appears in my journal more than any other single officer? If you will recall, you once told me that you would rather not have your name published. I was just trying to show that I listened.

To be honest, I really didn't think you or anyone else at the department even read this blog anymore. I figured by this point I was just shouting at the wind. But since I know that you are reading now, I will break with my original plan to ceaselessly agitate your department for the next week and cut to the chase. The title which I already had planned for my last post is “Standing Down,” and it does recognize much of the sentiment which you expressed in your comment. I still have to adjust it a bit, but I will try to post it as soon as possible.

I will make no more posts on this blog until then, and it will be my final post before closing this blog permanently. Until that time, this blog is closed to comments. I sincerely hope that you will read that final post, and if you wish to leave a comment at that time I will allow you to have the final say in the matter. You and the many other good police officers within your department deserve that much.

So, although I can understand if you have the urge to run me over with your squad car for my inflammatory comments, I would suggest that you look at the silly flag I am currently flying from my house and realize that very few people really take me seriously, not even myself.

And lest there be any doubt about the matter, my threat to post personal information was completely hollow. If you will look at the photos I posted, in addition to ‘shielding’ the faces of your fellow officers, I also completely blocked out any images of children and spouses before saving them to my files. If you need an explanation for why I felt it necessary to give a final shout before walking away, you'll need to read my final post.

Merry Christmas!

House For Sale

Working for a living is awful tiring. And if I were to actually engage in the consulting services I mentioned on the last post, there would be other hazards as well. Maybe it would be easier to just sell the house and leave. Three years ago, one of the guys here offered me $15,000 and I turned him down. It was too soon after the fire-bombs were thrown, and I would have felt like I was running away. With hindsight though, I can now see that it would have been a good deal to make.

In the past three years, I have put a lot of time and money into the house. Although I know that what I spent in the past is really irrelevant to what I can expect to get for it today, I’d still like to get a decent price. But people aren’t going to pay a lot just because a house looks pretty. In this tough economy everybody demands real value. And then it occurred to me, all the improvements I have made here in recent years might actually appeal to a certain group of people.

My home has a very defensive nature to it now, and I’m thinking that it would be the perfect place to put a police sub-station after they move out of Creighton Ave. Of course, if they’re not interested, I can think of a few others who might be. So I made up this little flyer to hand out.

Note: This post is satirical in nature and should not be construed as an actual offer to sell a house or as an enticement for people to sell candy or any other goods.


FWPD Blues

I realize that most police officers prefer not to be put under the public spotlight. While some people see this as proof that they have something bad to hide, I actually disagree. Even the best of police officers would rather not be bothered by unwarranted publicity because it distracts their attention away from the performance of their duties. There is also the well founded concern that the criminals they chase may use information obtained from such publicity to unduly harass the police. But making sure the citizens feel comfortable with those who they have chosen to place in positions of such power is a necessity. When the people’s demand for pertinent information is not met, they will start to search for themselves.

I have compiled a list of current and former FWPD employees. While it is far from complete, and I expect it contains some errors, it will suffice as a basic template for the first stage in my new campaign. I am currently in the process of creating a profile for each of these individuals. These files will include information obtained from newspapers, police incident reports, court rulings, my personal experience, as well as other sources. My main intention is to make available to the public any information which relates to these individuals in their professional capacity as employees of the Fort Wayne Police Department, but I will not stop there.

It is perhaps unfortunate that my own search has uncovered many details that probably are not really pertinent. But the Fort Wayne Police Department’s habit of being overly secretive has caused me to respond by being overly inquisitive. I know where many of these officers live, what they look like, which (police) car they drive, where and when they graduated from school, their preferred dating habits, their extracurricular activities, who they are friends with, their political affiliations, and much more. While a great deal of the information I have garnered is probably not appropriate to share publicly, that is no longer my concern.

A state of war involves two parties who are involved in a continual series of over-reactions. Whatever events transpired to cause FWPD to view the citizens as their enemy occurred long before I arrived in this town. But I have been stricken many times by their wrath since then. It is time for me to strike back now. Since they refuse to tell the public what we deserve to know, I will respond by telling things that the public probably does not need to know. More information on this will be made available soon.

Click here to see a list of Fort Wayne police officers and other employees of the FWPD

Cops On Facebook

The internet has changed the way we deal with information. While the credibility of on-line sources may be more difficult to judge than printed sources, the fact is that information is much more accessible than in the past. And this change came about because sometimes even the most obscure details of our everyday lives are now archived and shared with the entire world. Some of these details were placed there by ourselves, some by others, sometimes without our consent and perhaps even without our knowledge. Particularly troublesome, when dealing with sensitive issues, is the fact that we usually don’t know who is viewing this information, or how they intend to use it.

People sometimes place information on what they believe is a secure location. But I have found that many search engines find ways to break through the locks, taking you directly to specific pages which the site administrator mistakenly thought would require entry through the pass coded home page. And the electronic imprint is very durable. Some things leave echoes which can be seen long after they have been deleted. The fact is, once our information is placed on the internet, we have usually lost control of it forever.

Each individual must determine for themselves what their desired privacy threshold will be. On my own blog, I have posted my name, address, e-mail, photos of my house, a map of my neighborhood, and photos of myself. And while I have been questioned by many people about the wisdom of doing this, my justification was quite simple. Anyone who would seek to harm me for what I’ve said here would most likely be either a drug dealer, or a cop. And since they already know who I am and where I’m at, I have nothing to lose.

It is this same frame of mind (thinking that there may be people who want to harm you) that I would suggest police officers use when determining their own privacy threshold. I know that most police officers take great pride in what they do. And I expect that they would be greatly offended if I were to suggest that they should alter their lifestyle in any way to accommodate their criminal adversaries. But remember, you guys kill people for a living, and that’s bound to make at least a few enemies, so perhaps you ought to rethink whether pasting your photo on Facebook is really a good idea.

I know the police are aware that criminals are internet savvy, because they have sometimes used information found there to prosecute them. But do the local police understand how connected the local criminals are? Remember the young man who was murdered in December of last year, the same young man who made his money standing on the corner in front of my home? After his funeral, it was revealed that he had a Myspace page with several photos of him and his friends. I also know that people in this neighborhood have been reading my blog.

The point I am trying to make to every single Fort Wayne police officer is this. It really is a small world after all. Do you actually want these guys to see photos of you, your families, your homes, your vacation spots, etc? On Facebook alone, I have discovered the photos of over one hundred current Fort Wayne police officers. Many others have been found on other locations. I know that at least a couple of the photos I have are of undercover vice & narcotics officers, which makes it seem particularly odd that they would want to publicly advertise their identity.

I expect that most of these officers only set up their pages in order to communicate with their family, friends and co-workers. In fact, many of them appear to have purposely not advertised the fact that they work for FWPD. But if I can figure it out, so can others. So if you’re a Fort Wayne police officer, and you don’t want everybody to know too much about your business, you might start by restricting what information you place on web-sites like Facebook.

Click here to see some photos of Fort Wayne cops on Facebook.

The Sheriff Is (Not) In Town

My experiences from living in this neighborhood have come to inform my opinion on many subjects other than just FWPD. For example, I’ve heard Allen County Sheriff Ken Fries speaking about some of the 911 consolidation proposals lately. But before you understand my views about this, you’ll need to see Sheriff Fries as he looks from the streets of crack town.

First of all, I remember many years ago Sheriff Joe Squadrito talked for a while about bringing his officers inside the city to get the crime epidemic under control. He never came through on that promise though, and it wasn’t because the situation improved. So I guess old Joey proved that he really was a politician after all.

In 2006, I decided to give Sheriff Jim Herman a chance to show his true colors. On October 18, I called ACSD to ask if they would help do the job that FWPD was unwilling to do here. I spoke with a woman who identified herself only as Melissa. She gave me a bunch of bullshit about respecting jurisdictions and boundaries, meaning they were too cowardly to step on FWPD’s toes. She did tell me that she would pass my information on to someone else within her department and get back to me. In November, I also sent a letter directly to Sheriff Herman, explaining the situation here and again asking for his department’s help. I received no reply to the letter and never heard back from Melissa or anyone else about my phone call.

I’ve never sent a letter or called the department since Fries took over in 2007, but I expect that would be a waste of time anyway. I do see county officers down here on occasion. They never seem to pay any attention to the drug dealers standing on the corner though. I’m told the only reason the Sheriff comes to these parts of the county is to serve warrants. So it appears to me that the department has been pretty consistent through at least the past three administrations. They come for the money, but they’re unwilling to do the hard work that really needs to be done.

When I hear Kenny bitching now about how some of the plans for 911 would end up killing people, my thoughts are that his statements are a bit incomplete. I think Ken Fries is truly passionate about his belief that taking 911 control away from him will hurt people, and I also think that Sheriff Fries does a lot better job of policing than Chief York does. But I suppose it’s easy to do a job when you’re only doing half of it. The fact of the matter is that Fries appears to have no more intention of exercising his full duties than any of his predecessors did. I really don’t think Ken Fries cares whether changes to 911 adversely affect city residents, just those in the rest of the county.

So here’s my thoughts about Sheriff Ken Fries today. I think he should resign as Sheriff, since he isn’t actually doing the job. Then, I think he should get involved in the East Allen County consolidation efforts. Once we officially divide Allen County into two separate cities, Ken Fries should then seek to be appointed as Chief of Police for everyone outside of the city of Fort Wayne. After all, that is in fact the job he currently does, he just has the added benefit right now of charging me taxes for not protecting me.

My next post, “What cops really think of us,” focuses on my recent experience with one particularly fucked-up Allen county officer, although I think his attitude is symptomatic of a lot of cops.

What Cops Really Think Of Us

This past summer, I spent a day at the Allen County courthouse as a witness in a trial. After I gave my testimony, I was asked to remain outside the courtroom in case the prosecutor needed to recall me to the stand. Two other trial witnesses were seated there with me, and there was a pair of police officers standing by the benches. The Allen County officer was there on official business, to guard the door to the courtroom. I believe that the FWPD officer was there as a witness in the trial.

One of the witnesses, a neighbor of mine, began a casual conversation with the officers. Myself and the other witness remained silent throughout the discussion. Keep in mind that since I had been “asked” by the prosecutor to remain nearby, I was effectively a captive audience here. My neighbor is a security guard, so their conversation initially revolved around their common interests in guns, ammunition, dogs and the like. The county officer was leading the conversation from the beginning, and the city officer actually said very little. As the county officer’s enthusiasm increased, the city officer eventually pulled out of the conversation entirely.

I think the first sign that something was not quite right was when someone stepped out of the courtroom and told “us” to keep things quiet. The second sign was when he stepped out again to chastise the county officer (who was supposed to be guarding the door) for having just allowed an unauthorized person to walk into a closed courtroom. The third oddity was a few minutes later when someone else tried to walk into the closed courtroom.

This was really odd because the officer was talking so much that he wasn’t paying attention to the door - again. The person actually had their hand on the door and was about to enter before he abruptly stopped them. And he didn’t just tell them that they weren’t allowed to enter the room. Rather, he recalled for them how he had just been chastised for not doing his job and stated that he wasn’t going to let that happen again. I’ve never guarded a courtroom before, but it seems to me that a simple and quiet “I’m sorry, no one is allowed to enter the courtroom at this time” would have been much more professional.

It was obvious that this guy had a lot on his mind, enough to distract him from doing his job and enough that he didn’t even seem to realize that at some point everyone but him had stopped talking. During his speech, I believe he mentioned that he had recently returned from Iraq or Afghanistan. If that was so, then I felt it was enough to excuse his slightly bizarre behavior. Up to this point he had been a little less than professional in his demeanor, but had said nothing really offensive. I’m more than willing to forgive that from a man who has been fighting my country’s battles. But then things got really weird.

It was shortly after he told us which guns were best for killing people that he began to proffer his political opinions. As he began to spew what could only be described as strong anti Second Amendment rhetoric, it occurred to me that he really had no business forcing me to listen to his idiotic views. For a moment, I was nearly compelled to stand up and challenge his rhetoric, but I decided someone needed to maintain the decorum. So I continued to sit and listen to see where he was headed.

I believe it was at the point when he said “I want to be ready when the zombies rise up” that the City officer abruptly walked away from the area. Cops are usually pretty good at hiding their thoughts when they want to, but I’m sure I caught a slight hint of “Oh my God, I can’t believe what this fucking moron is saying. I’d better step back before someone tries to connect the two of us” on his face as he turned to leave.

I can’t recall the exact words of the county officer, but his thought process went something like this: He doesn’t believe that civilians should have access to real guns, the kind that would put them on par with the police. He made no mention of restricting only certain classes of people, such as criminals, so it appears as though it was a blanket wish to cover all of society (except for cops, of course.)

The reason he doesn’t want an armed citizenry is because he expects them one day to rise up en mass and challenge the police. It is important to note here that he also said nothing to indicate that he expected his imagined mob to only include a few criminal outcasts. In fact, his failure to employ any transitional language at all between stating that the entire non-police population should be effectively disarmed and referring to the mass of zombies rising up against him indicates that it is in fact society at large that he views as the zombies.

So I’m setting there listening to this fucking lunatic rambling about how he wants to take away my guns so that when me and the rest of the unwashed masses rise up against him he can easily murder us. And I’m starting to think to myself; if an armed person walks up to you and says they are going to disarm you; then they tell you they think you are going attack them (even though you have said or done nothing to indicate this); then they tell you they want to murder you for your future offense of rising up against them; wouldn’t that in fact make you the one being attacked?

And cops wonder why the whole world doesn’t love them.

The Names

Below is a list of current & former employees of the Fort Wayne Police Department.

DISCLAIMER:
All information contained on this post was discovered within the public purview, and permission for publication is therefore not required.

Wh
ile I have exercised due diligence in compiling this list, there may be some mistakes. If you wish to notify me of any mistakes or omissions, please contact me by e-mail.

Phillip Marx
marxpd01@students.ipfw.edu


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The Faces

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Monday, December 21, 2009

A Declaration Of War

When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

In the absence of a mainstream media that would take notice of and report on such serious problems as exist within the Fort Wayne Police Department, I submit that my publication of this blog fairly meets any such duty I may have in this regard.

I realize that the strong wording of this particular post may offend the sensibilities of many readers, including some who’s opinions I have come to rely on for their sage advice. But I have put a lot of time and effort into the ideas put forth here, and the truth is no one will fully understand them until I have made my final post on Dec 31. I would suggest that readers allow some time to fully absorb this before leaving a comment.

Due to the length of this post, readers may wish to focus first upon my last three paragraphs which explain my new strategy. If you want to understand why I have chosen this strategy, then you'll have to read the entire text.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety
and happiness.

This country’s declaration of independence posited that any government should exist only if it serves the people that it governs. And it proclaimed the natural right of the people to remove a government which does not abide by this simple principle. Applying the standards of our forefathers to the Fort Wayne Police Department of today provides for an interesting comparison.

For the past two decades large numbers of people have openly bought, sold, and used crack cocaine and other illegal narcotics on a regular basis in my neighborhood. Until very recently, the intensity of the activities was such that any reasonable person would conclude that the police department was either complicit in or at least overly complacent about these activities.

The drug sellers carried guns to defend their turf, and the buyers frequently committed other crimes to support their habit. Many of these people would trespass, litter, shoot their guns, and otherwise harass the good people who live here. It was common practice for them to hide their drugs and weapons on other people’s property, thus placing those people in grave danger both physically and legally.

The Fort Wayne Police Department is the government agency charged with protecting the people against such hazards as exist in my neighborhood. Although I certainly recognize that there are many factors which limit their ability to take action, the least that could be expected of them is to help foster genuine communication between their department and the citizens they claim to serve. Unfortunately, my observations of and experience with them prove that this is not the case.

I could endlessly about how FWPD has neglected their duty to help me keep people from selling drugs from my front yard, but by this point that is actually a minor issue. On many occasions I have witnessed people purchasing and carrying illegal weapons, hiding their weapons on my property, and shooting these weapons at each other throughout the neighborhood. In the past, I always took great pains to observe these situations and convey what information I had to the policee. In most cases, they did not even appear to listen to what I had said, let alone act upon it. Aside from the fact that they taxed me to pay their salaries, it was almost as if the police department did not even exist.

Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes…

I have listened to the thoughts of many police officers. I understand their frustration with people who expect the drug house to be closed down the day after they give the tip. From past experience, the police know better than the general public what will and what will not pass in court. It takes time to build a case, and during that time it often appears to the public as though the police are doing nothing at all. But if the police succumb to unrealistic expectations, they are necessarily forced into doing sloppy work. Such cases do not lead to convictions and are therefore a waste of time.

I also realize that there are many different segments of society that each place their own competing demands upon the police. I am certainly sympathetic to the fact that these multiple demands are sometimes in direct conflict with each other, and I am certain that it is not an easy task to balance them. But I suffer a similar problem here at the hands of the police.

What is most frustrating about FWPD is the fact that they are unwilling to give any unified direction on what they expect from me as a resident here. If I call too often, some see me as a chronic complainer. If I don’t call enough, others think I am enabling the problem. If I give too much information I am overburdening them, but not enough information means I am handicapping them. Some like it when the calling party comes out to speak with them, others seem to prefer not to be encumbered by this. My questions in this regard have always been frank, and they have repeatedly been deflected. A government which utterly refuses to engage it's citizens is indeed a matter of the utmost importance.

…and accordingly all experience hath shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed.

Some people may view the harsh tone of my words as evidence that I am overreacting to the situation. But what they fail to consider is that, prior to the publication of this blog, I already took all the steps which could reasonably be expected of a person before resorting to extreme measures. For ten years, with each instance of offensive behavior I was faced with, I did no more and no less than any rational person would do.

When I saw people standing on my property selling drugs, I asked them to leave. When they refused to leave, I called the police. When the patrol officers told me this was a complicated matter, and that I needed to speak with their supervisors in order to affect it, I began calling and talking with people as high up as vice & narcotics detectives and members of the Command Staff. When these people made it clear that they had purposely designed a system which discourages citizens from asking for their help, I adamantly told them that I expect them to uphold the law and to earn the money that the citizens are paying them. And when the FWPD and the mainstream media tried to keep the public from hearing about such problems, I publicized the issue through my own blog.

I have tried to be patient, and the fact that I faced this problem for so long before discussing it publicly shows that I really did give FWPD a fair chance to handle it in their own way. And since I began my public relations campaign to affect them, I have tried to stand down whenever I felt circumstances permitted. But it has been proven repeatedly that this only causes them to revert to their former unenthusiastic ways. I submit that the amount of time and effort I have put into this fight, as well as the risks I take by publicly rebuking both the criminals and the police, are evidence themselves of the fact that anything less than extreme action is ineffective.

But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security.

For the first several years here, I put no pressure at all on the police department. Based upon the intensity with which they patrolled the area, I naturally just assumed they were doing their job. I also realized that a high crime area like this necessitated the police acting a bit more heavy handed than they do in most places. That is why I never complained about all the times that I was detained, questioned or accosted by them.

Each time I did interact with an officer on the street, though, I made it known that I was willing to cooperate with them to attack the problems here. I assumed it would only be a matter of time before word got out among them and they began to take advantage of the help I was offering. But as the drug dealers began to act more overtly, and each new officer I met still treated me like the new kid on the block, I became more frustrated. So I began to work my way up the ladder, always to no avail.

As the drug activities moved from my front yard to my front porch, I eventually summarized the situation in a letter and sent it to Chief York. At that point, I presumed, it would be impossible for FWPD to continue claiming they were unaware of the problems here. Unfortunately, it was Chief York’s cowardly refusal to reply to this letter which left me with no choice other than to take my cause directly to the drug dealers, which itself resulted in several molotov cocktails being thrown at my home.

If my neighborhood was located in a lawless frontier, I would simply walk out with my shotgun and make certain that people kept their problems away from my home. Instead, I am forced to beg for help from a department that has no intention of fulfilling it’s obligations. Viewed in it's entirity, my experience with the Fort Wayne Police Department leads me to conclude that their complete absence from the neighborhood would be a better alternative to their present habit of engaging in selective enforcement of the law.

The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over these states. To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world.

In a most offensive manner, after failing to take care of the serious criminal problems which exist throughout this city, refusing to accept the cooperation of citizens who wish to address these issues, and disallowing those people from taking care of the problems themselves, Chief York then blames the public for these same problems, while simultaneously denying that such problems even exist.

Chief York appears to choose which criminals to target based upon who will make the most money, bring the best publicity, or cause the least burden to his department rather than upon who's arrest will bring the most peace to the neighborhoods he claims to protect.

The good relations which often begin to develop naturally between the citizens and the lower ranking officers are purposely hindered by those officers of higher rank.

Much of the information that FWPD should make freely accessible to the public is restricted, and that which is shared is often falsified to some degree.

FWPD, along with the Allen County Prosecutor’s Office, often make deals with criminals while appearing to give little consideration to how such deals affect their victims.

In a most curious case of immaculate inception, we are to believe that the attachment of federal agents to the jurisdiction of the Fort Wayne Police Department was neither requested by the local government nor demanded by the federal government. Since either explanation would potentially imply some amount of fault upon FWPD, they simply tell us this collaboration occurred spontaneously, with no primary motivation from either party.

The fact that FWPD can charge high fines to the good citizens of this city for the misdeeds of their officers, while still claiming that those officers did no wrong, and further insult the people by refusing to give a full and proper explanation of such events, proves further that their actions are not in line with the people’s interests.

The actions of FWPD suggest that if they are simultaneously confronted by a criminal problem and also challenged by a citizen who is frustrated by this problem they will gladly attack whichever of these two they feel to be the weaker party.

It is obvious that the self-worth of this department is based upon power, rather than justice, and in that respect they are no better than those they label as criminals.

My claim is that the Fort Wayne Police Department serves itself, rather than the general public, and in consideration of this fact they are due no recognition of legitimacy.

Nor have we been wanting in attention to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, enemies in war, in peace friends.

To the many individual officers whom I hold in high regard and consider as my natural allies in the battle against crime, I would begin here by pointing out that I have taken great risks by choosing to publicly stand beside you. I’m sure you realize that in this neighborhood, that is the type of behavior which could easily get a man killed. But I simply did not feel comfortable hiding behind my walls while you fought my battle for me. My decision to identify myself as the person who had called the police was done for your benefit as much as mine, because I knew it would allow you to appear as the defender rather than the aggressor, thus strengthening your position.

It was you who told me that you could not do the job that needed to be done here unless I called to report what I observed, and I dutifully followed your suggestion. On several occasions, my calls have directly resulted in your confiscation of illegal narcotics. While this is certainly not as satisfying as an arrest, it at least gave you ammunition to defend yourself against those who would claim that you are simply harassing people here who are doing nothing wrong. Additionally, as far back as 2003 I have offered to allow your department to use my home for undercover surveillance, an offer which was never even responded to. There is simply no way that you can blame me for not doing enough to reach out to your department. The fault for the disconnect that exists lies somewhere inside your own department.

While it is true that an appreciation for my personal involvement here has been expressed on many occasions by several officers, it is also apparent that your superiors resented my actions because it broke away at their weak excuse for not doing their job. The fact that the initial willingness of so many officers to engage me has quickly dissipated shows clearly what decision was made by the higher ranking officers when the situation was brought before them. It also shows that the lower ranks willingly chose to follow the bad decision which was made by their superiors. And in an area as critical as public safety, “just following orders” is not a justifiable excuse for improper behavior.

As a specific example of this, I will refer to June of 2006, when a group of officers were investigating a pernicious and habitual drug house near my home. These officers spoke with me about their frustrations at not being able to shut down this house, and they listened to my frustration over having to live near it. The officers asked if I would allow them to place cameras on my property to monitor the activities at the drug house. Even though I realized doing so could pose a serious threat to my personal safety, I answered in the affirmative. The officers told me they would speak with their supervisor about the matter and that they would get back in touch with me. The fact that I never heard back from any of them speaks to their own lack of character, as well as that of their Captain.

I realize that some within your department have tried to position me as the troublemaker, the one who is too unpredictable to deal with. While it is true that I have acted belligerently on a few occasions to certain officers, it is also true that I have reflected upon these events and offered my apologies many times. But it must be understood that my missteps pale in comparison to those of the department. I have suffered abusive behavior from many officers, and I was always willing to take my lumps without complaint as part of the process of building relationships with the good officers here.

Then, in October of 2006, a member of your own command staff refused to take information from me which could have been helpful to the investigation of the attack upon my home. Instead, she chose to tell me that I should simply learn to accommodate the drug dealers who were attempting to take over my property. I tried to handle my inquiry into this matter discreetly, but was told by your department that it would not be investigated unless I filed a formal complaint. This complaint was then summarily dismissed without investigation of the matter.

Any agency charged with such precarious duties as is the Fort Wayne Police Department will necessarily draw some complaints from the public. Since both parties involved in such disputes are subject to the natural tendencies of human emotion, thus hindering their ability to objectively interpret the matter, such matters are usually better handled in a more deliberative fashion by an internal affairs division within the department.

While many of you may assume that the lax oversight which exists at FWPD is a benefit to you, this is an extremely myopic view. A non-functioning internal affairs division leaves people with no choice other than to take their frustrations out on every individual officer they encounter. I once heard a police officer say that they sometimes feel like it is “them against the world.” I believe your department’s own lack of self-discipline in this regard is the type of thing which adds to this sentiment.

For at least the past two decades, your department has allowed this neighborhood to serve as an incubator for violent criminal activity which is frequently manifested in areas throughout this city. And for most of that time, your department has refused to genuinely engage me as I tried desperately to arrest the development of this problem. It appears to me that my particular experience here is no exception to your department’s general pattern of behavior either, and that is something that each and every one of you must take some responsibility for.

While it is true that policy decisions usually flow from the top down, there is much that lower ranking officers can do to affect it also. The first and simplest action that should be taken is to simply voice your opposition. If you feel that the policies being handed to you are not in the best interest of promoting public safety, then you should speak up. Although it is the general tendency of managers to deny that they are subject to pressures from below, the reality proves to be otherwise. They’ll probably just say you don’t know what you’re talking about. And if they do reconsider and take your approach, they’ll lie and say it was their idea all along. So you probably won’t get any credit, only the satisfaction of knowing that you fulfilled your duty.

The dilemma here is really not as complicated as some may think. If your captain tells you to do one thing, but the Chief tells you otherwise, your instincts should tell you to follow the higher ranking orders. But many of you seem to have forgotten that you have sworn an oath which supersedes the authority of even Chief York. So when one of your supervisors issues an order which is contrary to your promise to serve and to protect the people, and you choose not to challenge that supervisor, then you are knowingly and willingly breaking your oath. When this happens, you are no longer a police officer. You’re just another person with a gun, like a lot of common criminals.

For those officers who feel I am unfairly holding them responsible for policy decisions which they claim to have little or no control over, I would ask you to consider this. A house that is completely owned and operated by dedicated drug dealers seems to pose little threat to your conscience. These are the instances which bring a smile to your faces as you watch the bulldozer come to knock them down. But I know the frustration that many of you feel when dealing with mixed houses , mixed meaning that not everyone who lives there is in the same class when it comes to drug activity.

It is difficult not to wonder about the wisdom of the decisions which led up to an old lady or children standing in the street and crying. You know that it really is possible that grandma was unaware of or unable to stop what was going on. She really may be an innocent victim who must now suffer the added plight of losing her home. I know many of you have these thoughts, but I also know the way that you reconcile them with your own role in the matter.

A drug house is a drug house, and it’s not your duty to separate the good from the bad inside it. If an innocent person living there is harmed because they are too ignorant to know what is going on or too cowardly to do anything about it, then their lot is deserved. At least that is what you tell yourselves to justify the fact that your war against the drug dealers often harms innocent victims as well. I will not argue here whether your logic is sound. I will simply state that it is the same logic being applied when I declare that because the house at 1300 Creighton Avenue is corrupt, then all those who choose to remain inside it are corrupt also.

An FWPD detective once told me “What these guys (drug dealers) want here is chaos. They want to create a situation where the law abiding citizens are unwilling or afraid to cooperate with the police.” It must be recognized that this also seems to be the goal of those who run your department. By interfering with my ability to protect my property and defend myself, while refusing to do the job they have promised to do, the Fort Wayne Police Department has effectively chosen to wage war against me. My personal affinity towards many individual officers is really irrelevant if they are unable or unwilling to work to correct the problems which exist within their department. My public declaration is that any individual who chooses to support FWPD’s umbrella of repression and deception against me also chooses to declare themselves as my enemy.

My Goals

My ultimate goal is to see the Fort Wayne Police Department begin to behave like a professional police force. This must start with an honest engagement of the citizenry rather than the manipulative propaganda which they currently substitute for it. Unfortunately, my fourteen years of experience with the department leads me to believe that this will not occur anytime soon.

My secondary goal would be to see the department disbanded entirely. I could take the money I save from not being taxed so heavily to invest in weapons and other items for the self-defense of my person and my property. Unfortunately, history proves that tyrants rarely cede power unless confronted by overwhelming force. And, say that I suffer from a lack of commitment if you will, but since I do not plan to take up arms or otherwise apply physical force in my battle against FWPD, I do not expect to see the department being closed anytime soon.

My final goal would be to see the department stop making public statements entirely. Many people hear Chief York talk about how hard he is working to control crime in this city and they give him the benefit of the doubt on the matter. And most people look at the activity logs which FWPD freely publishes and assumes this vast amount of information indicates the department truly is an open and honest one. But when you live in a neighborhood like mine, you begin to see just how much information is manipulated, completely fabricated, or withheld entirely.

I want everyone to see the same misconduct by FWPD that I see on a regular basis here. The rest of the city only sees this occasionally, such as with the permanent refusal to publicly disclose the details of the Lemus-Rodriguez shooting, and such things quickly fade from people’s memory. But I am quite certain that if the general public came to understand just how dishonest and unprofessional their police department is, and was reminded of this on a regular basis as I am, then they would be jarred into action. I want Chief York to employ the same unsavory methods that he uses here on everyone else. Only then will there possibly be enough public clamor to actually force the necessary changes to take place.

My Strategy

Up to this point, my blog has served as an invitation to dialogue. From the very beginning, I have admitted that my understanding of the situation is probably far from correct. But it is far more plausible than what is put forth by FWPD. I have always invited critical comments, and the history of this blog proves that I have been fair, open and responsive to all who would confer with me. It is a fact that my nearly seven month engagement in private dialogue with one Fort Wayne police sergeant saw this blog virtually cease to exist, thus proving that constructive engagement was my primary goal. But the time for dialogue has passed.

It is now apparent to me that FWPD is using their extremely late decision to take action in my neighborhood as an excuse to claim that my complaints were unfounded all along, while the truth of the matter is that they likely would have continued in their lackadaisical ways had I not complained so vociferously. And when Chief York says the reason his department can’t get a handle on crime is because people won’t talk to the police, he is implying that I am part of the problem, and he is lying!

Imagine that you are being punched in the face repeatedly and over a long duration of time by someone. As soon as the police arrive, this person stops punching you and claims there is no reason for you to be upset because he is no longer punching you. Then, as a further insult, he claims that it was actually you who punched him. This is the behavior which I have suffered at the hands of FWPD for too long, and this type of offense will no longer be tolerated without a strong response.

The Fort Wayne Police Department refuses to honestly engage me, so I will now assume the method which they have chosen. From this point forward, this blog is no longer open to the comments of any police officers. Other comments will be judged according to their content for determination as to whether they will be published. This blog is no longer interested in finding the truth. It is now an instrument of war and it’s sole purpose is to inflict damage upon my enemy - the Fort Wayne Police Department.

A state of war may be seen as a constant chain of overreactions by two parties towards one another. Neither side looks for opportunities to quell the discontent, but rather only to exacerbate it in the belief that it will ultimately force the other to capitulate. From this point forward, I will be monitoring the actions and the words of the FWPD (in my neighborhood and throughout the city) very carefully. Any misconduct or misstatement by the department will be challenged.

My intent is to prove Pavlov correct and show that even the Fort Wayne Police can learn new tricks. Whenever Chief York or any member of the department makes a public statement which offends the sensibilities of honest and intelligent people, I will deliver a shock through my blog. The reward for his silence will be the inactivity of this blog.

My Arsenal

My previous strategy of pointing to the flaws of the department as a whole seems to be totally ineffective. I think those who run the department realize that their position is so untenable that to truly attempt to defend it would be farcical. They have come to accept the fact that anyone who is adequately informed simply laughs at them, and they have become immune to this from it’s repetitiveness.

So, in order to get to the King, I believe that I must go through his soldiers. And that is why my focus will soon turn to the individual members of the Fort Wayne Police Department. When the department offends, my response will be directed at individual officers rather than the department as a whole. My goal is to create so much discomfort among them that they will be compelled to put upward pressure against the Chief to either make the necessary changes or to resign.

Tomorrow’s post, FWPD Blues, will list the names of these individuals and give an overview of the type of information I have in my arsenal.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Mission Accomplished - Part I

For nearly two years now, I have been using this blog to make two main points. The first point is that my neighborhood is saturated with violent, criminal activity, largely centered upon the sale of illegal narcotics. The second point is that this type of activity would not have progressed to such an extreme situation had it not been for the complacency and/or complicity of the Fort Wayne Police Department. This particular post addresses the first of these concerns.

When I began writing this blog in February of 2008, I knew it was a gamble. Although I was hoping that the publicity from it would help me more than it would hurt me, I really didn’t have much to base this upon. But I was desperate. It had only been a little over a year since the drug dealers tried to burn me out of my home, and there was no sign that their activities would be abating any time soon.

What I had been through in the decade prior to this attack had already left me frazzled to the point that I was close to breaking. Either things in my neighborhood would have to change for the better, or I would have to leave. The actions I took during the next three years, including publicizing my plight through this blog, were a last ditch effort. If I was to be forced from my home, I intended to make them work for it. I knew full well that I was taking a great risk by choosing to stay, and I took many steps to prepare for what might occur.

I have put more time and money into my house during the past three years than I did during the first ten. Much of this effort was simply meant to show my determination to stay. For this purpose, it really didn’t matter exactly what I did or how I did it. All that mattered was that it sent the message that the person who lived in this house gave a damn and would work hard to protect it. Although I certainly wanted the house to look nice, I am a firm believer that form should follow function, and all of my modifications were therefore made with practical reasons in mind also.

Just prior to initiating this blog I had resided my house with thin steel panels. I did this with the intent of making it somewhat less vulnerable to attacks from flying bottles of gasoline. Later, I made modifications to the interior of the house to make it bullet resistant. While raising the level of the front yard and fencing in the back at first did little to hinder people from trespassing, this provided a much clearer demarcation between my personal property and the public sphere - something that would turn out to be surprisingly helpful as time progressed. And of course I did not ignore the strategic value of holding the upper ground, which initiated the addition of balconies on the second level of my house.

Despite my still precarious position last summer, my relations with most of the dealers had improved significantly during the previous two years. I knew that adding surveillance cameras would be viewed by many as an extremely hostile act, and there was no way to predict how this might upset the balance of things. But when a man was shot and nearly killed right across the street from my house in August of 2008, it provided the perfect pretext for installing them. This allowed the introduction of the cameras to be viewed by many as a defensive, rather than offensive, move. And that can make a great deal of difference when one is involved in delicate negotiations.

I never had the intention of covering up my windows. But after unforeseen circumstances forced me to do this, the metamorphoses was complete. The once vulnerable kitten had now opened it’s eyes (with night vision!), sharpened it’s claws, and grew a thick and protective hide. This animal was no longer viewed as easy prey, and was perhaps even now seen as the predator. I am certain this was partly responsible for the changes many of the dealers made in the way they did business here. Through this blog, word got out to the police (and through them to the dealers) that many people outside of this neighborhood were paying attention to what was going on here, and that had a strong impact as well.

During this time, communications between myself and many of the individual dealers improved. I think the vast majority of them eventually came to realize that I was not telling them to stop selling drugs, just to leave me and my house out of it. I’ll go into more detail on another post about how my relationship with the dealers evolved over time, but suffice it to say here that a certain degree of understanding eventually developed for the other. This, as much as any other factor, I feel is responsible for the calmer atmosphere in my neighborhood today.

Let there be no misunderstanding on this point, regardless of what Chief York might tell you, what goes on here is not the work of some small ‘clique’ of teenagers. This neighborhood is controlled by the Vice Lords, a nationally syndicated gang. My cameras, fence and Glock notwithstanding, I am quite certain that if these guys decided they wanted me dead it would have already happened by now. But it hasn’t. In fact, the neighborhood today is quieter than anytime during the past fourteen years, and it has been that way for long enough now that I am beginning to think that a lasting change has been affected.

Don’t get me wrong. There’s still plenty of drug dealing going on here. And the occasional sound of gun fire still rings out. But the activities are usually subdued to the point where there really is little point in complaining loudly about it anymore. People no longer trespass on my property, and they do not gather in large and noisy groups for hours at a time on the sidewalk in front of my home. And the fact that even people who I have never met before call me by my first name here suggests to me that the decision to give me a little respect was a corporate, rather than an individual one. Being known by the local mafia can be good or bad. In this case it appears to be good.

My original mission; to not walk out of my house and be greeted by a group of intimidating stares; to not drive home and see people running off of my property; to not find weapons, clothing, drugs and paraphernalia scattered about my lawn; to not be awoken in the middle of the night to the sound of a man getting his body slammed against my house…

My mission to not have drug dealers using my property as a staging ground for their activities has been accomplished. I never wanted to be the one getting in other people’s business, I just wanted them out of mine. And now, to a large degree, this goal seems to have been achieved.

While I undoubtedly owe a great deal of gratitude for the extraordinary efforts put forth by many members of the Fort Wayne Police Department in order to get this neighborhood under control, my fourteen years of experiences dealing with the department has opened my eyes and truly caused me to rethink some of my basic assumptions about many things. There are some very serious problems which still exist within the FWPD, and they go far beyond this neighborhood. That subject will be the focus of tomorrow‘s post - “A Declaration Of War..”

Monday, December 7, 2009

The Twelve Days Of Crack-Mas

I said from the beginning that this was a complicated story to tell. I’ve been blogging here for twenty one months now, and I still haven’t written all that I feel needs to be told. But I never did plan to make this particular blog a perpetual one, and I feel the time is about right to end it.

I've got a few loose ends to tie up before I finish though. Some of this is just a summary of things I have previously said, and some is things that I never got around to saying yet. Beginning on December 20, I am going to do a post each day. My final post will be on December 31, and then this blog will be closed.

Feel free to leave comments on any of these individual posts or just have your final say at the end, but I will not be responding to any comments here until after The New Year.

And remember, if you find a rock in your sock this year that either means you’ve been a bad boy (or girl), or you picked that sock up from in front of my house.

Merry Christmas from Crack-Town!\

Future Posts Include:

Mission Accomplished - Part I

Death of a Drug Dealer

A Declaration of War

FWPD Blues: The Names

Cops on Facebook: The Faces

What Cops Really Think of us: The Second Amendment and the Rise of the Zombies

Justice - Allen County Style: Commentary on the Allen County Prosecutor's Office

The Sheriff is (not) in Town: Commentary on the Allen County Sheriff's Department

House For Sale

Crack Consulting Services

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Fort Wayne Newspapers - Good Proofreading!

According to this article, there are now two cities named Fort Wayne, and both were recently arrested.

In case they go back to clean it up later, here is the full text of the
article as it currently appears. (Highlights were added by me.)


Two Fort Wayne were being held after an armed robbery Tuesday night at a new business in Columbia City.

A gunman went into Dairy Barn, 314 S. Main St., about 10:30 p.m. and demanded money, according to a written statement from the Columbia City Police Department.

A witness followed as the robber he got into a pickup truck and it drove away, police said, and then the pickup was intercepted by Deputy Scott Schmidt.

Two men in their 20s were taken into custody, the statement said. Their names were not immediately released.

No one was injured, police said.


FWPD Activity Report for November 2009 (My Neighborhood)




Sunday, November 29, 2009

Two Terrorists & A Marine

Two radical terrorists boarded a flight out of London. One took a window seat, and the other sat next to him in the middle seat. Just before takeoff, A U.S. Marine sat down in the aisle seat. After takeoff, the Marine kicked his shoes off, wiggled his toes and was settling in when the terrorist in the window seat said, "I need to get up and get a coke." The Marine replied "Don't get up. I'm in the aisle seat, I'll get it for you."

As soon as he left, one of the terrorists picked up the Marine's shoe and spat in it. When the Marine returned with the coke, the other terrorist said, "That looks good, I'd really like one too." Again, the Marine obligingly went to fetch it. While he was gone, the other terrorist picked up the Marine's other shoe and spat in it. When the Marine returned, they all sat back and enjoyed the flight.

As the plane was landing, the Marine slipped his feet into his shoes and knew immediately what had happened. He leaned over and asked his Neighbors, "Why does it have to be this way? How long must this go on? This fighting between us? This hatred? This animosity? This spitting in shoes and pissing in cokes?"

Friday, November 20, 2009

Analysis Of Neighborhood Police Activity

The first chart below shows the total number of police calls in my neighborhood as well as the total number of police calls throughout the entire city for each month beginning in June of 2007. Because my neighborhood comprises 0.07% of the geographic area of Fort Wayne, I multiplied the total city calls by 0.0007 to arrive at the number of calls experienced by an average Fort Wayne neighborhood of my size. By taking the first column and dividing by the third column, I then arrived at the ratio of what my neighborhood experienced compared to what the average neighborhood experienced for that month.

Per this chart, you can see that during the past two and a half years, even during the calmest of times, my neighborhood still experienced four times as much police activity as the average neighborhood did. The chaos peaked in May of 2008 when there were 114 calls in my neighborhood. This was nearly eleven times as much police activity as was experienced by other Fort Wayne neighborhoods that month. It should be noted here that I feel there is a very strong positive correlation between the amount of police activity and the amount of criminal activity in an area.



Now, even though these numbers were taken directly from the Fort Wayne Police Department’s on-line activity log, I have been accused in the past of manipulating the information to suit my own purposes. Therefore, I have broken down the callls into categories of activity so one may better understand what is going on here. I have only done this for my neighborhood, not for the entire city.

WEAPONS
Includes Shootings, Shots fired, Party armed, and Cutting/Stabbing. These are the types of activities which would normally cause a person to call 911 and perhaps to fear for their own personal safety. I can assure you that what is reported in this category is far less than what this neighborhood actually experiences.

VIOLENCE
Includes Vandalism, Man down and Fights. I separated these out because the absence of a known deadly weapon usually makes them far less problematic.

ROBBERY
Includes Burglary, Theft, Armed robbery, Strong arm, Stolen Vehicle(*).

* The recover of stolen vehicles is given the same signal code as vehicles being stolen. I did not attempt to factor out the recoveries, so this category is a bit inflated.

NARCOTICS
Pretty self-explanatory. I can assure you that this category is also extremely underreported.

SUSPICIOUS PERSON/ACTIVITY
A lot of police will tell you this is little more than people getting spooked by the wind. Whether that misstatements is out of ignorance, stupidity, or sheer malice depends, I suppose, upon the individual officer making that claim. What I do know is that when I have called the police to report what I was certain was narcotics activity, it usually shows up as a suspicious person call rather than a narcotics investigation. I know this to be true from many of my neighbors as well.

TRAFFIC STOP
It’s hard to generalize about this category without having detailed information about the individual cases. One could make an argument that increased traffic violations is an indicator of greater general criminal activity in the area. But since this is the only category (I believe) which is instigated almost entirely from officers rather than from public calls to the department, it could also be argued that this category is an indicator of police vigilance in the area. It should also be noted that many of the traffic stops I have witnessed are obviously narcotics investigations, but do not appear as such on the activity log.

911 HANG-UP
I actually had one officer tell me this was “Probably just kids messing around.” This officer gave the same reason when a drug dealer once threw a rock through my living room window. I suppose that’s probably the way they classified my house being fire-bombed as well. Needless to say, I find this explanation highly dubious. While many of the persons making noise in this neighborhood are actually very young, these “kids” shoot and kill people, and I don’t consider that “just messing around.”

I believe that most of the 911 hang-ups are desperate pleas for help. They come from people who either don’t know how to properly explain the situation, fear retaliation for their call, or simply realize that the most efficient way to tell a department as dysfunctional as FWPD that they need an immediate police presence in the area is to simply call and hang up. If they talk to the operator, they will likely be belittled and ignored. I believe that the police are required by law to dispatch an officer to the location of a 911 hang-up call.



So, whether you look at the broad overview, or examine the details, one thing is clear. When I started this blog in February of 2008, my neighborhood had already been overwhelmed by criminal activity for quite a long time. And shortly after I started blogging here, things completely exploded. My original plan was to just retell the stories from the past ten years in a calm, orderly and rational manner. But the chaos of this neighborhood is infectious.


For those who saw my comments slowly change from the non-belligerent “And there will also be what I feel is the occasional improper response to this problem by the FWPD” on my original post to eventually accusing Chief York and most of his Command Staff of being lying and cowardly fools, you must have thought you were witnessing a man losing his sanity. That very well may have been the case, and if you look at the numbers from the summer of 2008 you can see why.


But things have calmed down now. Judging by the activity log as well as my own personal experience, things are far quieter in my neighborhood than at any time in the past fourteen years. I’m not quite ready to stand down completely yet. But I’m slowly coming to my senses and trying to recalibrate my mind to deal with a situation which does not require me to look out my window 24/7 or to write down the name of every person standing on the corner or the name and number of every officer who passes by my house.

Click here to see complete activity logs for my neighborhood.

Click here to see the location of my neighborhood.

Click here to see a list of FWPD signal codes.

FWPD Activity Report for October 2009 (My Neighborhood)


FWPD Activity Report for September 2009 (My Neighborhood)


FWPD Activity Report for August 2009 (My Neighborhood)




FWPD Activity Report for July 2009 (My Neighborhood)




FWPD Activity Report for June 2009 (My Neighborhood)




Sunday, November 15, 2009

Local History Quiz: Guess The Year

Mayor's Annual Report on the City of Fort Wayne, Indiana - 1900

Mayor's Annual Report on the City of Fort Wayne, Indiana - 1903


I recently came across an old report from the Fort Wayne Police Department. Below is some of the information contained in it. Any guesses what year this report was from?

TOTAL NUMBER OF MEN IN POLICE DEPARTMENT: 42
From Indiana …… 25
Illinois …… 1
Michigan …… 1
France …… 1
Ireland …… 2
Germany …… 4
Ohio …… 5
Massachusetts …… 0
Wisconsin …… 1
Maryland …… 1
Scotland …… 1

SALARIES OF OFFICERS PER ANNUM
Superintendent …… $1,320.00
Captain …… 1,200.00
Lieutenant …… 1,020.00
Sergeants …… 860.00
Detectives …… 900.00
Patrolman …… 780.00
Station Master …… 780.00
Patrol drivers …… 720.00
Station Clerks …… 600.00
* Humane Officer ……480.00
** Electrician …… 480.00
* Balance of salary paid by Humane Society.
** Balance of salary paid by Fire Force.

STOLEN PROPERTY
Total amount of lost or stolen goods reported …… $6,953.00
Amount recovered …… 4,823.00
Deficiency …… 2,130.00

TRAMPS LODGED IN STATION DURING YEAR
January …… 122
February …… 128
March …… 85
April …… 75
May …… 15
June …… 10
July …… 7
August …… 34
September …… 25
October …… 97
November …… 103
December …… 157
Total …… 858

LOST CHILDREN FOUND AND RETURNED TO PARENTS BY OFFICERS
January …… 1
February …… 0
March …… 6
April …… 9
May …… 9
June …… 14
July …… 3
August …… 5
September …… 9
October …… 7
November …… 7
December …… 3
Total …… 73

RECORD OF PATROL WAGON SERVICE
Number of miles traveled by patrol wagon …… 1965
Number of wagon runs made …… 1208
Number of prisoners brought to station …… 930
Number of prisoners taken to jail …… 590
Number of telephone calls for wagon …… 523
Number of box calls for wagon …… 277
Number of sick and injured taken home or to hospital …… 198
Number of wagon runs made to fire …… 56

RECORD OF POLICE CALL
Total number of box calls answered by clerks ............... 67,460
Total number of telephone calls answered by clerks ...... 34,216
Grand total calls answered by clerks ..................... 101,676

CRIMINALS ARRESTED & DISPOSITION OF CASES.
Convictions …… 71
Acquittals …… 5
On-suspended sentence …… 8
Dismissed …… 9
Reform school …… 2
To Juvenile Court …… 16
Insane Asylum …… 1
Case pending …… 2
Total …… 114

OPEN DOORS: Doors of stores and other business places found open and unsecured after business hours and secured by Officers on District.
January …… 14
February …… 8
March …… 9
April …… 16
May …… 10
June …… 12
July …… 3
August …… 6
September …… 4
October …… 15
November …… 11
December …… 17
Total …… 125

RECORD OF ABANDONED BICYCLES BROUGHT TO STATION BY OFFICERS AND LATER RETURNED TO THE OWNER
January ...... 0
February ...... 2
March ...... 1
April ...... 9
May ...... 11
June ...... 7
July ...... 5
August ...... 4
September ...... 5
October ...... 4
November ...... 6
December ...... 0
Total ...... 54