If you’ve ever had the rare opportunity of having the police draw their guns on you for no apparent reason, you know how absolutely terrifying it can be. It’s a completely helpless experience that catches you off guard in the worst possible way, because there’s nothing you can do about it. If someone were to mug you, you would at least have the option to fight the mugger or run away. It’s unexpected, but at least you can react to it.
Not so if the police decide to draw down on you. It flies in the face of your natural fear response to fight or flight, because you can neither fight nor flee. You can’t even freeze up like a deer in the headlights, for that may also get you slapped with a “resisting arrest” charge, or worst. The only thing left to do is submit, which is something every normal human being should not do in any other dangerous situation. You must submit, or you will certainly be hurt or killed.
Full disclosure here, I’ve had the police draw their guns on me, and it was not a fun time.
Back in 2009 I was standing in a parking lot late at night, talking to a friend on my cell phone. Out of nowhere, three squad cars pull up with their lights on. I couldn’t imagine what they were looking for, but I never would have guessed it would be me. Next thing I know, I see 3 flashlights pointed at my face, and several cops are screaming at me, telling me to put the cell phone down.
I told my friend I’d call him back.
They ordered me to walk backwards towards them with my hands behind my head. They had me get on my knees as they searched me. And of course, they didn’t find anything but my identification. One of the officers later explained that I matched the description of somebody in the neighborhood. A local resident had called 9/11 and said that a white male dressed in black, was waiving a gun around and threatening to shoot someone (it was the first and last time I ever wore black pants and a black shirt together).
Written by: JOSHUA KRAUSE – continue at THE DAILY SHEEPLE