What in the hell is going on around here?

What in the hell is going on around here?
Background for the un-initiated:

November 2010 saw Francisco Rivero elected on platform of transparency and reform with the help of an indicted pot grower and a character assassination blog. Not quite our proudest day but not as bad as some other days. Actually the jury is still out on this one so stay tuned.
Francisco didn't like anything or anyone remotely associated with the former Sheriff so he set out wiping the slate clean by changing the deputies uniforms, destroying the Office of Emergency Services, firing volunteer reserves, demoting some officers and promoting others, taking away correctional officers guns and coffee then giving them a cartoon badge, unplugging the kitchen at the Lowerlake substation,alienating every other law enforcement agency in this county and those of neighboring Mendocino, picking fights with local government officials and squabbling with the state and the county over courthouse security which it turned out wasn't his call.

And then things got weird.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Sheriff Investigates Hisself

Sheriff Francis has read in the paper that he's been accused of assaulting a prisoner and wants to get to the bottom of it and find out if he did that by starting an investigation last week.

DA Donny is investigating too, but he's getting sloppy seconds because Francis has already "talked" to the inmates in private. Donny is concerned that the witness pool might be tainted so he's trying to get Francis to quit investigating hisself.

Okay this is serious, evidently some asswipe is going around beating up prisoners in handcuffs, kinda like that guy De Sade.

Only this Marquis doesn't stick to the prostitutes like his predecessor. Its ugly stuff and only one person get to the bottom of it - Corrections correspondent and masochism expert Mualdamar Hurfrodornot.

After being rescued by lampoon staff from a vicious bear attack Hurfrodornot struck out to France on his next assignment to trace similarities between Sheriff Francis and De Sade on the Internet. At least thats what Mualdabar billed us for.

If we'd known how expensive a transatlantic flight was I'd have sent him to the library or one of those Internet cafes I've seen.

The freshly tanned Hurfrodornot, upon his return from some beach filled with half naked French people, disguised himself as a jail prisoner and went out to the jail to see what he could find out. He was soon spotted by the guards, invited in and began visiting with prisoners.

Once we figure out how to get Mualdabar out of jail we'll tell the rest of the story.

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