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Fag butt justice by David Ophalus

Sometimes being Sovereign, I wonder where it’s taking me and even whether it’s worth it when a friend might say, I’m mad or somebody attempts to attack my thoughts on Facebook. But then one of those days come along where you can exercise your rights to be free on this land without any interference from authority. Well, my story isn’t quite like that, instead I attempted to empower two young men who were being harassed by the Islington County Council of London STREET ENFORCEMENT OFFICERS. Basically I poked my nose into an unfair situation…

It was one of those humid London afternoons where the air is so heavy and thick with pollution, that it colours your whites and turns your boogies black. Whilst strolling towards Old Street Station in London, I noted two large burley black men in dark red workman’s outfits similar to how binmen uniforms look. But these binmen had fluorescent vests, an Action Man belt complete with radios and big words on their backs and chests saying, STREET ENFORCEMENT OFFICERS. One was harassing a lady, who looked uncomfortable, but I was more drawn to the one talking to these two young men literally because there were more escape routes where they were standing.

I did wonder what these STREET ENFORCEMENT OFFICERS were doing, as it literally looked like some binmen were hassling normal people on the street. I parked up next to the young men and Binman 1 clocked me. I pretended to be on my mobile waiting for somebody, I was very close to the small crowd. I heard Binman 1 bark to the young men,

“You ‘ave to wait here until the Police come.”

I couldn’t resist any longer, so I tapped the young man closest to me on the shoulder, Binman 1 clocked me again. In a concerned tone I asked,

“If you don’t mind me asking, what are these men doing with you?”
In a Russian accent he replied,
“Errrrr, I dropped a fag but and he says I have to wait here until the Police arrive.”

I laughed but was shocked, adrenaline kicked in, and like Jonny 5 from Short Circuit reading a book at lightening speed, I took in the whole situation and ended by staring deeply into the eyes of Binman 1. He didn’t say a word, not that he didn’t want to, but I really don’t think he knew what to say. His eyes dilated and his eyeballs started to syncopate out of time. I spun around from Binman 1 to ask a question to the defeated Russian,

“Do you realise you don’t even need to give your name or address to the Police if they have no reason to stop you?”
His friend turned around pricking his ears, I gave him a timely nod.
“Errr… We’ve already given our name and address to them.”

At this point, Binman 1 heard all of what I said, as he repositioned himself to engage with me. What seemed like an eternity, Binman 1 bleated out an auto-response like he’s watched too much of The Bill,

“These men have committed a crime, you’re obstructing justice.”
I replied,
“Excuse me, I’m having a private conversation with my friends here, leave me alone.”

The Russian and the quiet friend looked around and assessed the situation that was spilling open around them. Imagine it, they’ve both just got used to the idea that they’re waiting for the Police to arrive and fine them for dropping fag buts and some nut’s come along out of the blue and questioned the authority they unquestionably succumbed to. I turned back to the young men and said,

“This man has no authority over you and cannot keep you here, you should go.”

By this point, Binman 2 started to walk over in his Mr Blobby binman outfit and Binman 1 looked like his mind had crashed, his eyes were moving all over the place, and his body was starting to become fidgety. He ended up shouting,

“The Police are on their way and you need to wait here with us until they arrive.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and asked him,
“You have no authority over me or them. Do You?”

Binman 2 kept his distance. I thought at the time, if they had any power or authority they would have stopped me, especially Binman 2. I smiled at the young men and said,

“They have no authority over you, nor do the Police. Remember, whatever you do only becomes a crime when there is harm or loss. Check out TPUC.org.”

Binman 1 started to bounce around trying to control himself, he really had no idea what to do and I could almost sense he was telling me he didn’t know what he was doing. I started to walk and he followed for a split second and said,

“You have to stay here until the Police come.”
I turned around with my fingers up and shouted,
“If you had any authority, you would stop me.”

I felt for the young men but I would be as bad as the authorities forcing things on people. I hope that my words captured their imaginations and never let that happen to them again.

The truth was that even I felt a little frightened of the Police arriving and thought somehow they’d follow me and cause trouble, but I was prepared. It does take a strong will to stand up against authority and it’s normal for voices to wobble and become frayed. I stuck up for the rights of my fellow men and women and myself for the right to roam this country free from torment or interference from any authority. If we don’t exercise these rights or should I say liberties, it’ll become easier for them to take them away, which they’re attempting to do through Terrorism legislation and the EU.

Enforcement Officers, Police and the Government authorities are powerless unless we consent to their actions of imposing policy upon us. The realisation of what we’re doing is spreading, everyday our numbers are growing and just through us all just saying ‘no’, we can start living how it was intended.

We aren’t even talking about anything serious here, we’re talking about pseudo-enforcement officers who are dressed like Binmen going around finding people dropping fag buts and asking to detain the ‘offenders’ and then wait for summary judgement by The Police.

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