Selcetive reminder g or active memories...

Han Tummers

· 26 May 2021

Selcetive reminder g or active memories...

Selective or active reminder of...

We all do forget, that is the case. At us, the ordinary mob, as well as on the political plush, forgetfulness is an ailment. Denying helps because then you can move on to base two and stay ideally and practically, at the ball...

I now try as a test to retrieve a separate case from my memories during my active police years.

It's on a rainy autumn night in Sittard. At that time, it just rains for hours. Also on this memorable evening. The lampposts shine their warm lights over the roads and the rainfall drops create piercing rhythmic regurgitation on the road surface, even in small puddles of collected rainwater and so on.

I have that evening the afternoon shift with colleague Jan, who has been voluntarily retired for about four years now. Why, Jan is tired of being useful to the ever-violent unwilling society.

In this time, the voucher book is still a voucher booklet and not Meos on the street as usual to do now, or receipt writing by typing on the service phone. A difficult task for old coppers and very easy for the young groat who grew up and fancied with this media telephones.

The rain also clatters rhythmically on the windows of the police service car. The windscreen wipers act as a conductor and wave all rhythmic rain splashes along the side. The magistral faunistic rainaubade continues to endure and gives the world around us a real pool look.

From our corner of our eyes we suddenly see an unleavener from the dead of darkness in our field of view. He does not wear a helmet, his moped makes a deafening sound somewhat tempered by the performing rain orchestra. The moped rides too fast. Furthermore, his killing machine is not equipped with any lighting front or rear. He is a smooth shadowy vlerk who does not like rules and especially does not like traffic rules and his assigned place on the road.

Because this speed devil hasn't seen us yet. I mean here; has not seen, we can approach him noiselessly and unseen, catch up and make his moped stop quickly and unexpectedly on the periphery of the center.

The extension of this mandatory stop on a road in Sittard goes straight to the border with our eastern neighbors, in the Heimat.

He's still on his moped when Jan and I get out and subject him to a meticulous traffic control. I know him and his nickname, which is, Laaf or troll or... fill in for the intimacy back then on a date and time deep into the last century..

Then it turns out according to inquiry that his moped 1. is not insured, 2. a moped helmet is mandatory, 3.the lights on the last tit hangs or kaduuk is, 4. The exhaust is broken and last but not least 5. The moped is in deporable condition.

With Jan I will hold a brief bonnet consultation about practical police action and stop the violation. Bearing in mind that warning is a missed opportunity and driving on is dangerous for him and any other road users. Only one child, an older one, or anyone else, would collide with this idiot. You won't forgive that.!

This notorious driver, offender and criminal has already made enough of the police and has already built up a memorable palmares. He is also an adult, but due to debts and self-esteem, he still has, against will and thanks, a forced shelter with his father..

I'm calling his father with my antique service phone brand Nokia model 3110. His father, I will not tell his story out of piety, ask if we can hold him until the end of time, or words of the same effect. This for his soul peace and tense situation that causes his blood troll daily at home. Oh, yeah, he's on drugs, too, that's clear..

I end the phone call and come up with a sudden solution. Jan and I write out a great amount of fines. He will not be able to or will not pay. Then, over time, he gets on the list for arrest. In any case, for the short direct term, he should not continue driving.

Seizure of a moped is not done and very difficult with transport and intensive work with the paper santestall. Then I see between the raindrops, because it is still raining, that the moped has a visible spark plug cable. Due to a sudden disassembly of the spark plug cable, the cable breaks down and the spark plug head is detached and immable from the engine block, relieves.

Geez the moped no longer starts, violation of the track, road hazardous driving behaviour solved, road safety 100% increased. Danger of collision 100% reduced.

I return the spark plug cable to the Troll. The receipts will be issued to the agency. No one will look up to this police act, because no one will pass us in this place of standing. No one needs to call the ambulance because of injury with this moped driver.

Now that I remember this, almost everything falls back into its firm place in my memory.

Until the end of service the rain continues on this autumn evening, advantage of the groundwater level remains at level, the streets are clean. Nature strengthens...

This Troll continues to work hard on his penal palmares that will continue to grow every day!

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Encaustichris

4 years ago

I see I have a lot to read.... and that's not annoying! I have always had respect for the police, and still, and I am amazed at the image that is often portrayed in the media today. These kinds of stories are important!

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