There has been some anxiety among
some privacy and civil rights groups recently concerning the infiltration of
crowds and public demonstrations by undercover police officers and federal agents during events of national
concern (or at least for some), although mostly when the participants involved
are judged to be “socialist” in nature. The U.S. Supreme Court with its
far-right extremist judges—who have no life experiences in which to “judge”
that the world has changed in the past 200 years—have become a lightning rod of
liberal angst. Not that the opinions of the extremists would be swayed anyways,
but it does demonstrate their paranoia and the nature of their ideology. But
then again, law enforcement also tends to view the “lefties” and “socialists”
as being, if not the strictly the enemy, “unfriendly.”
These days it is more likely the
right-wing nut-jobs who pose greater danger to public safety, but if intrepid
undercover officers want to do something useful, they could find “crime” and
“subversive” activity occurring elsewhere. For example:
Undercover Homeless Agent: Police
spend a lot of rousting homeless people, but they have little or no “inside”
knowledge of their “criminal” habits. From “word on the street” comes news that
there is a “major” operation of unknown nature is afoot amongst the homeless
population. This is information is disseminated, discussed, and a plan of
action decided upon. Officer A volunteers to root out the criminal doings with
all due daring enterprise. Officer A will “infiltrate” the homeless community
on the date the suspected “operation” is to “go down.” He prepares by allowing
unsightly facial hair to appear on his chiseled visage, his hair unkempt by
comb, and much to the distress of home and colleague, he declines to bath or
change his drawers and socks for a whole week.
On the appointed day, Officer A
dons attire suitable for the “bum,” and sallies forth into evening hours to
mingle with the criminals. He observes that after a mild spell it has suddenly
become quite cold, and his attire does nothing to ward off the biting wind.
However, if he decides not to call off the operation and return home, because
clearly there is some forethought involved with carrying out the operation in
cold weather by the crafty homeless criminal. He ventures about town but sees
nothing. Very suspicious. He decided to enter a 24-hour restaurant to warm his
shivering mass, but when the manager inquires if he is going to purchase
anything, but because he has no money he is threatened with police action if he
does not abscond from the premises.
He finally locates a “suspect,” a
raggedly-dressed woman he spies with an obviously stolen shopping cart filled
with a suspiciously eccentric variety of objects, like more ragged clothing,
bags of canned food, stale bread, a mouth-eaten blanket and some old
newspapers. Unfortunately she has no inside information to impart concerning
the criminal activity of unknown nature. Instead, she just annoys him with inquiries
about spare change and information about the nearest shelter—which he
admittedly has no knowledge of himself.
Undercover Officer A states in
his report that the still unknown criminal action had not taken place because of
the freezing temperatures. He notes that he has been chased out of another fast
restaurant for loitering. Then a security guard chases him out of a stairwell.
Exhausted, he sleeps in garbage bin, until a dump truck shows up. He sleeps
under an overpass, until chased away by police, who in spite of his protestations
as to his identity, he brought no identification as proof and he is cited for
criminal trespass.
Desperate, Officer A walks a long
distance to keep his feet from going numb. By dawn he at last encounters
several likely suspects loitering outside the library; upon interrogation, they
claim to know nothing of any of illicit operation. Exasperated, Officer A
insists that on such and such a date he heard word of something “going done.”
The suspects a first look confused, but then one of them remembers seeing on
the news that there was going to be a drastic change in the weather this past
night, and there was some talk about how they were going to survive it. But not
to worry—public library will soon be open, and they can stay in there all day.
Undercover Officer B. Mission:
Uncover evidence of felonious behavior, disease, terrorist plotting and subversion
against the American Way at a cabbage farm. Report: “Criminal and un-American
activity in epidemic proportions. Forced to spend 12-hours a day in the field
picking cabbage in 110 degree heat for low pay. Also criminally difficult on
the back. Some workers criminally shame me by working longer hours. Criminally
forced to live in a shack with other workers, sleep on a cot, and eat food not
fit for a Real American. I expect to die from disease just being in their
presence. Just criminal. I whine and moan all day, but other workers just laugh
at me. Making Americans work this is terrorizing, and subverts all the
television programming, commercials and political propaganda I have been weaned
on and has been a part of my training. Hospitalized for heat stroke and
boredom, forced to call off operation.”
Undercover FBI
Agent C. Mission: Follow low or no-income healthcare cheats to the hospital,
and uncover evidence that no one is really sick enough to require affordable
health insurance. Agent C calls many doctors for treatment for phony pain in
his chest. Receptionists asks him what insurance he has. He says none. Sorry,
we are not taking new patients this year. One after another. He finally tells
one he feels as if he is dying. He is told if it is an emergency, then go to the
emergency room. Agent C is confused. He is supposed to be pursuing criminals
cheating the “system,” but who is being “cheated”? He goes to the emergency
room and tells the check-in nurse that he’s having a heart attack; the nurse
looks at him and with unfeigned indifference tells him to take a seat until
he’s called. He observes people with head wounds, broken bones, bruises and
concern-inducing pustules. Others bring in waling infants in obvious distress;
a few remind him of a cat with distemper. After an hour of waiting Agent C
realizes that the only phony there is
himself, and the only “criminal” is “the system.”
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