This car was waiting to for me to turn the other way and almost certainly follow me to the subway at a walking pace from a block back, as it had done multiple, multiple times.
The principal driver (light toned, very dark haired, 5′ 10″ ish caucasian, very arrogant) and his ‘crew’ of psychopathic Don Iquanas, along with an ex, had harassed me using police powers and prerogatives since 1994/5. It seems he has resurfaced.
This car and license disappeared from the precinct after this date and I never saw it again. You’d think he knew he had been caught in illegal activity.
He later moved, to NYS DPL 8171, which also disappeared from the neighborhood after I documented its presence in 2011.
Other escapades of his and his crew were giving my ex tours of my apartment and apparently, from the excess noise on the line that only ceased years later when I started official investigations, access to my phone line. NYC cops essentially have full freedom to break the law, they just can’t use the information in court. Here it was just for entertainment.
I first realized that one or more officers had become involved in my life personally was after filing a police report on my ex calling my answering machine 30-40 times a day (back in 92 or 93). The report disappeared and the calls ceased, she was tipped off.
I wouldn’t believe a word this officer, TLC6Y87/DPL8171, says. Fish swim, birds fly, squirrels climb trees and dirty cops lie. Cops don’t come dirtier than this one.
I would also like him and his crew to be investigated for possible attempted murder for the incident when there was an attempt to slam me into a barrier on the Jersey turnpike (or perhaps to break check me into a spin on already compromised tires – a screw had been placed through the tread the night before). This took place within days of my offering the Inspector General of the NYPD to identify psychopathic officers on the force.