that the law was no longer fair and is unreasonable. Even the (police department) vehicles have black glass. But because I own a vehicle with clear glass, there is subjection to unfair treatment of law. Police officers can see inside a car with clear glass versus not being able to see inside a car with black glass. However as you read further, you may understand that the seatbelt law was not the real reason for my arrest.
In my experience as a lifelong resident of (the county), New York and a resident of the above address for 20 years, (*authors note: I decided not to discuss the long windedness of the three year corporate transfer to South Florida) never have I seen such meticulous police monitoring of (*a road that is) one block from my home, that transpired on the one year anniversary week of September 11, 2001. My theory for the reason of this harassment is described below.
Anti-abortion signs revealing abortion statistics and telephone number to call were erected outside in the front of my home shortly following the September 11, 2001 disaster. The (Town) Code Enforcement Officer stopped at my home and advised me that the Town Code dictates that all signs erected must be erected 20 feet from the property line. However, most sign displayers do not follow this restriction and are not asked to move signs further from the property line to accommodate the Town Code. Some examples of groups and individuals that do not follow Town Code regarding sign display are political candidates and businesses that promote their services and products. But “to keep the peace”, we promptly moved the signs 21 feet off of our property line to adhere to the Town Code regulation regarding sign display.
The date of my arrest, September 10, 2002, the officer at the scene tried to provide me with a ticket for this seatbelt infraction. I refused to hand accept the ticket and told him to send it to my home around the corner. He told me to get out of the car and with another police officer called to the scene, pushed me into the outside of a police vehicle, handcuffed me tightly and brought me to (a local) sanatorium.
At the sanatorium and after this demeaning treatment by (the police), I was required to interview with a psychiatrist at the facility. After a brief interview, I was told that I was free to leave. A taxi cab was called to bring me back to my home. While waiting for the cab, a neighbor who also is the minister’s wife from (a Christian Church in the county) and who happened to be visiting a sick friend that day, saw me standing outside of the complex waiting for a taxi cab and offered to give me a ride home.
After arriving home, I was furious and was in disbelief due to the treatment inflicted on me by local town police officers. I thought about a course of action and decided to telephone The Federal Bureau of Investigation in Manhattan. Prior to phoning the F.B.I., I informed my husband and the carpenters who were working on an addition to my home (of) the recent events that had just occurred to me. No one could believe this horrible treatment. I telephoned the F.B.I. from my son’s room as it was the quietest room in my home because of the construction taking place at the time. My dog was in the room with me because he became agitated by the construction noise. While reporting this police incident to the F.B.I., my dog in seemingly perfect health (*died). My husband and son buried the dog in the backyard that evening.