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Bureau of Indian Affairs Officer Unjustly Shoots Iraqi Vet in His Own Homeland

Tuesday, April 22nd, 2014

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Date of Interaction: December 23, 2013
Police Employee Involved: Jose Valdez
Police Employee Contact Information: Wind River Agency, Ft. Washakie, WY 82514 (307) 332-3112

On December 23, 2013, my 27 year old son Owen Brown, who was unarmed, was shot by a bureau of Indian Affairs Officer, Jose Valdez at approximately 1:00 AM. Prior to my son’s encounter with said officer, Jose Valdez had come to my home on numerous occasions. Owen did not know Officer Valdez prior to this incident. To my knowledge, Owen did not have an active warrant. Upon talking to FBI Agent Donati, he advised me that Owen did not have an active warrant. I asked him to please let Officer Valdez know as he is stalking our home. This conversation took place a week prior to my son being shot. Officer Valdez intimidated my family by telling myself, my children, and my sister, that Owen was wanted on a federal warrant and his exact words were, “He is a fugitive, and the marshals will come and get him, they will come and kick in your door and the doors of your relatives. They don’t care. It’s best if he turn himself into us, rather than the marshals.” He continued to park on C’Hair Lane, where we live and where the shooting occurred, for weeks prior to this incident. He stopped different cars that entered the premises for no reason, citing a tail light being out or the license plate light being out, yet never citing the drivers of the vehicles for said violations. He stopped my son in law three times in one day, asking him where his .45 weapon was. He also stopped my unlicensed 16 year old daughter that same day, being December 15, 2013. He did not issue her a citation for driving without a license or having expired tags.

On December 23, 2013, while monitoring my police scanner, I heard Officer Valdez do three vehicle registration checks in a row within a matter of minutes on C’Hair Lane. He realized that the vehicle he called in was Owen’s and continued to follow it into my residence on C’Hair Lane, without probable cause. It appears this officer was fixated on capturing my son. My nephew, Joseph Blackburn, 18 years of age, was driving and was sober. Where was the probable cause to run registration checks and stop the vehicle? After the shooting, in which Owen was wrong in resisting arrest and jumping in the vehicle, this action did not warrant him being shot. This officer has a reputation in the community of a retaliatory nature. He said to one young man, “If I see you driving again, you better hope your mom comes to save you,” and saying to the housing security officers, “If you work against us, we’ll work against you.” This particular incident shows Owen taking a swing at the officer and jumping in the car. Owen remembers, as do his three brothers who were witnesses, not moving the vehicle until after he was shot. He remembers putting the car in gear with his left arm. One can only surmise that this officer was not willing to let anyone get over on him, and began shooting at Owen. The FBI worked hard at finding the truth in what the officer said, not giving the same amount of effort to questioning Owen’s aunt who witnessed the incident and was questioned two days later.

It took the ambulance two hours to get a wounded man the eight miles to the hospital. I, his mother, a security officer with a police scanner, heard of the shooting at 1:00 am. I got to my home at 1:17 am and was met by two unfriendly non Indian Officers, BIA Officer Parnell and Riverton (border town city officer), and Police Officer Gilbert Peck, who cussed profusely at myself and family members. I got to the hospital at 1:30 am and my son was brought to the hospital at around 3:30 am. He laid in his blood with his wounds for two hours. Was my son’s life less valuable because it was an officer involved shooting?

Since the shooting, the family has been racially profiled by the city police department of Riverton, Wyoming. An email was intercepted in which myself, Owen’s mother, a supervisory security officer, and a child abuse investigator was called a gang leader.

I believe that the incident that happened related to my son being shot and the aftermath are racially motivated as well as motivated by other law enforcement personnel whose values and morals I question. Prior to the shooting, one FBI Agent told my son that Owen needs to be put away because he has PTSD and will get someone hurt. Is this the motivation that sent this corrupt officer after my son?

Where was the supervision for this overly aggressive officer, whom the community disliked for many legitimate reasons? Did they not see the harassment that he exhibited towards this family? Why, when there are at least 200 on the warrant list, did Officer Valdez seek out my child? Who will listen and ask these questions for me? With the press here in a racially biased community, it portrays my son as a monster. Yet, what about this Officer, who in a short amount of time became an officer that no one liked or trusted in this community? Why are the officers of the Bureau of Indian Affairs, who are non Indian, including the FBI, allowed to treat natives in this community, on our own homeland, unfairly and unjustly. Who will ask these questions for me? Where can I get answers? A few days after the shooting up until the present, when standing outside our home, the wi-fi settings read “NSA Surveillance Drone;” FBI Surveillance; and FBI Watchdog. What are they looking for in this home where two year old and eight year old children live, along with sixteen year old and twenty-four year old females, and myself, a well respected mother, all reside. Those setting appear only at our home. When driving away from the house, the settings disappear. Both the BIA and the Riverton Police Department also sought to make me lose my jobs, as they submitted documentation that was furnished to me. What was the reasoning behind that? I did nothing wrong.

I am seeking help in finding answers or if nothing else, media attention in bringing to light the wrong that was done to this young Iraqi vet and his family. Since then, with the help of a federally paid public defender (as is usually the case with Native people in Wyoming) who doesn’t care about the innocence of those he is supposed to defend, my son reluctantly accepted a plea bargain. This could have all been avoided if not for this over aggressive officer who does not deserve to carry a badge. Thank you for your time.

Frances Blackburn

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Cop Chokes Out Teen

Tuesday, April 15th, 2014

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Date of Interaction: March 2012
Police Employees Involved: Chicago Police
Police Employee Contact Information: Address – 3510 South Michigan Avenue Chicago, IL 60653, Telephone – 312-746-6000

This is a video I came across on YouTube. I was not at the incident. In the video, a teen boy is standing toe to toe with a Chicago thug police officer having words. The boy is then literally picked up by his throat and carried across the street, choking, until he gets thrown to the ground, not moving. The cop then proceeds to stand on the unconscious boy until an ambulance arrives within seconds. During the incident, people are heard to be laughing and defending the officer, and no one steps in to rescue the teen from his aggressor.

There is no information on if there were any consequences for this murderous cop, but if the situation was continued to be treated in the same way as on the scene, and afterwards with people saying, “That boy deserved it,” in the comment section of the video, then I imagine nothing has been done.

Police Brutality by NYPD When I Was Thirteen

Saturday, April 12th, 2014

Steven shared this post via’s submit page. The photograph above depicts Steven at age thirteen, several days after his interaction with the NYPD.

Date of Interaction: 2002
Police Employees Involved: Unknown officers, 122nd Precinct, Staten Island, NY
Police Employee Contact Information: (718) 667-2211 - 2320 Hylan Blvd, Staten Island, NY 10306

Here’s the story of what happened to me and ruined my life. I wrote a story about my anxiety and panic disorder and shared it with people, and this is just a portion of it with edits to make the brutality part more of the aspect than the anxiety aspect. I thought you’d like a good read. Okay, here we go…

I was thirteen years old, doing what any normal thirteen year old would do. I was just hanging around and keeping company with friends. We would always meet up at a shopping plaza near my house since it was sort of like the “middle area” in location to where we all lived. One of these days though, the plaza was crowded by a gang from a neighboring town and they were causing trouble. They were harassing store owners and messing with drivers. I’m assuming some of the store clerks called 911, and you’ll find out why later. Anyway, I took it upon myself to get them out of the area. They knew me from school and respected me, out of fear, mostly because I’m a big, mean dude, even for a thirteen year old (you don’t see many thirteen year old kids with a full beard, so I kind of give credit to my intimidating look too).

Anyway, they all left. I got them out of there simply by talking with them. I told them how they were disrespecting people I know in my town and wanted them to calm down or leave. So, an hour passed and the whole mess cleared. A bunch of my friends and I decided to walk down the block to another friend’s house across the street from the shopping plaza we always hung out at. My one friend, Rob, is disabled. He has some sort of condition with his hip and cannot walk properly. He was in a little pain at the moment and needed a rest, so we sat on a patch of grass down the block from my friend’s house, still only just across the street from the shopping plaza. I was the only one that stayed behind and waited for him, and told my friends we will meet up with them in a bit once Rob rested and felt okay to go. He was sitting on this giant rock and we were just talking.

Suddenly, three grown men came down the grassy hill from the opposite side and started walking toward me and Rob. They were dressed in regular clothing, and looked like typical New York assholes, so I stood in front of Rob in case these guys were looking for trouble. These three men came up to us and started asking me questions about what I was doing there and why, and as they were asking I was not responding and instead asking them the question, “Who are you? What do you care?” They said they were cops, but I didn’t believe it. Fake cops are also a big thing here, and these guys didn’t even appear from a police car or anything. They didn’t have a badge to show either. They ignored me and just repeatedly told me to take my hands out of my pockets, which they weren’t even in. They were on my side. I told them to get out of here because they were starting to piss me off, and one of the guys in front of me slapped my wrist while the other two circled me like thugs about to jump me. Next thing I knew, I spent fifteen minutes in sight of the public against a busy road getting beaten down by three grown men. I didn’t even fight back at first. I let them do their thing until they were done, but they kept kicking me, punching me, and they even grabbed me by my hair and started beating my face into a pile of rocks. I was gushing blood everywhere. I still didn’t fight back. Then one cop told another to go get my friend Rob. I told them to leave him alone because he is disabled, but the one cop started approaching him with handcuffs out, so I got pissed and started fighting back. I clinched and kneed one guy in the face and sliced his forehead open, then broke another’s nose and threw the third officer on top of them. I’m a big, powerful dude, and not to mention trained to fight, so I took control of the three of them the best I could and told them that they could handcuff me and do what they want if they leave him alone. So after fifteen minutes of this mess, they finally got me in cuffs and walked me to a black car.

Now, at this point, I thought I was being kidnapped. I still did not believe these were cops. They sure as hell did not act like cops. I got thrown in the car and they repeatedly made threats and insulted while I was in the backseat. We had a little war on words and I gave them some speech about the way they’re living their lives. Eventually, we got to the police precinct. I was placed in jail while handcuffed to a chair. Can you imagine my anxiety? I was just a thirteen year old kid helping his friend. Honestly, I thought they were going to kill me, but like I said, after a little drive we arrived at a police precinct. My father picked me up after the cops charged me with resisting arrest, public intoxication, loitering, and a bunch of other stuff, none of which was true.

I went home, and since that day, even to today, I carry that memory in my mind because it stole my pride and self-respect. I felt worthless, and the people who respected me and believed in me most saw and heard about it. I was their protector, someone to look after them. I cared a lot about my friends, and I never wanted them to see me like that. Those cops stripped me of all I was and mentally I just never recovered. I tried, but I just wasn’t me anymore. Eventually, I turned fourteen and was afraid to leave my house. I still did, but I was just afraid. The anxiety grew and got worse and worse. I ended up afraid to walk down the block, and I only went out in my backyard, so instead of the shopping plaza we would all gather at, my friends would come in my yard. We did this for like three months. Eventually my body couldn’t take all the anxiety and I collapsed in panic. I didn’t want to fight it anymore. I ended up dropping out of school illegally. I was only six months into the ninth grade. Needless to say, I eventually became severely agoraphobic, having up to sixteen panic attacks a day.

I never left my house again. For four straight years, I never touched my front door… I never smelled the air of the outside. I rarely saw the sun for weeks at a time because I’d like being awake at night when the world was calm and quiet. I never touched a human being for four years, never continued my education in high school, I became afraid of everything, even shaving, showering, or moving in a certain way. I was so afraid. I was mentally scarred and no one helped me.

Now, before my collapse and agoraphobic behavior, I had many court appearances in front of a judge. There were a lot because the arresting officer that night of the beating never made an appearance in court, so the judge threw the case out. My family and I tried to find a lawyer to sue the NYPD, but all the lawyers wanted interviews, and when we discussed the circumstances of the story, all the lawyers would decline to work for us. It’s so hard to find someone who would stand against the police.

Eventually, we gave up, and then that’s when my aforementioned issues started. I lost my life as a teenager. I never went to school. I stayed locked in my bedroom with a computer for the next several years, alone. My parents didn’t take the mental issues seriously and generally thought I was just lazy, and they’d get mad at me, especially my father, so they basically let me rot. It usually comes with the territory that older generations don’t understand what a mental disorder is. They assume you can just get over it, but in many cases it is in fact a medical condition that only stems from something impacting your life or genetics. I may have never gone to jail, but those police still locked me up emotionally in my own home. For what? Why? What reasoning did they have to escalate this situation on a child? Is it because I did their job for them while they showed up over an hour later?

I eventually found a girl online who was very sweet to me and tried getting me out of my house. We ended up together for close to six years, but my panic and anxiety issues eventually pushed her away. I’ve worked several jobs since at homeless shelters and for UPS, but I’d eventually quit or get laid off due to anxiety or physical problems that I developed from four years of horrible living treatment, such as my stomach hernia which can not be repaired, my horrible arthritis, and my dizzy spells.

I still fight everyday, but right now I’m broken, unemployed, and hurting. I’m broke, twenty-seven years old, and still living with my parents who I take care of in the house since my father is a heart attack survivor and my mother has Multiple Sclerosis. I do all the heavy lifting of things around the house, or help my mother with opening a bottle or jar, but I’m in pain myself so often I can barely do much more, so I’m really not as big of a help as I want to be or wish to be. I also cannot get SSI because they keep denying me. I am doing better with anxiety and can control it, and rarely ever panic, but it’s like I am trapped in my home again against my will, and this all stems from that one night.

That’s my story.

Assaulted While Waiting for Nephews’ Booster Seats at Airport

Thursday, April 3rd, 2014

Jessica Smith shared this post via’s submit page.

March 30, 2014

My sister’s plane pulled into the gate at 10:10 PM. She and her three young boys flew into SLC from Ohio; needless to say, they were tired! We got the luggage and once we got to the car, we realized we didn’t have the two boys’ booster seats, so we headed back in to get them while Grandma and Grandpa stayed with the boys. By then, it was just before 11 PM. No one was to be found for the airline to help us, and we could not locate the booster seats. The sweet gal working for another airline was helping us as best as she could. In the meantime, we were calling from the empty desk’s phone trying to get help as well.

Calls were being made, pages were being announced over the paging system and nothing. I was writing a note to leave at the desk for anyone who might decide to show up to work at some point. By then, it had been well over an hour and we were still waiting. Then, the desk phone rang for the first time that night, so we answered it. They were shocked to find someone finally at the desk until we told them it was us; they laughed, apologized, and said someone should be there because they did find the boosters. After a bit, the phone rang again. This time, one of the gals we had been talking to laughed, saying it was funny we were answering the phone. Thus far, no one had had a problem with us using the phone.

Then, an airport officer came walking by. He asked what we were doing, so we said we were waiting for boosters and anyone to help us. He asked why we were answering the phone and we tried explaining what’s been going on. He then told us to back away from the counter and stop going behind the desk (we never once went behind the counter). I was irritated that he wasn’t listening and just kept yelling at us to get away from the desk. Finally, I said, “Here,” turned to call the extension we had been talking with, and he grabbed my arm trying to make me let go of the phone. During this scuffle, his ID badge fell to the floor. At some point he let go of one of my wrists and I bent down and grabbed his badge to get his info off it. Then he got an incredibly tight grip on both my wrists and had me up against the glass window. At this point, my sister ran to the courtesy phone to call for the police because all she was seeing was her sister being manhandled by this officer. I threw the officer’s ID badge just so he would get off me. Words were exchanged and a scene was made; unfortunately when the others got there, they treated me and my sister like criminals.

My sister called my dad to let him know what the hold up was. Unfortunately, the airport employee showed up right after all of this to get us our booster seats…thanks for nothing!

The Sgt. was called down and the Sgt. went directly to his officer, talking with him out of earshot for what seemed like more than enough time. He came to me after sending his officer on his way and wanted to hear my “story,” as if I was about to waste his time with a lie. I told him what had happened and, basically, he managed to put it all back on me, saying that I should have listened to the officer when he told me not to go behind the desk and that I should have obeyed his order. Really?! I know of cases where if the girl had not followed the officer’s orders, they wouldn’t have been raped or sexually assaulted in some way.

Anyway, all said and done, the Sgt. told me that I was being cited for resisting an officer and also for disorderly conduct. Are you kidding me?! I’m the one who was assaulted, yet the officer was told to have a good night and I got slapped with two charges of crap. Not to mention, there is surveillance footage that shows it all. Amazing!

I’m all for appreciating our authorities and abiding by the law and all, but when I’m treated like an effing criminal because I’m standing at the baggage claim office for too long waiting for booster seats – sorry, I can’t respect that abuse of power!

I mean, if I was in the wrong, please let me know, but I can’t see where I was out of line. Also, the officer was 6’2″ or 6’3″ and ~220 pounds. I’m 5’2″ and 147 pounds.

Jessica Smith

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Webster Texas Police Shoot Unarmed Woman In Nightclub In The Face

Thursday, March 27th, 2014

Kimberley Diamond Brooks shared this post via’s submit page.

Date of Interaction: February 27, 2011
Police Employees Involved: Officer Raymond Berryman and Officer Mark Rawla
Police Employees’ Contact Information: Webster Police Department, TX (281) 332-2426

On February 27, 2011, a fight started in a local gay bar called Club Eden; the fight dispersed rather quickly and was over by the time officers arrived on scene. A gay woman had been attacked by a straight male in the club. He was escorted out, but the female was being escorted to the bathroom as she was bleeding from her head. As I stood in disbelief, I saw the female who was attacked come back through the doorway with her hands up and heard a popping sound – it was a taser. I knew the female; her name is Michael Roman and she is my ex-girlfriend. As I saw this happening, I ran to that side to tell the officers that she had heart trouble and electrocuting her could kill her. Officer Berryman raised his service weapon, pointed it at me, and said, “Stand down.” I had my hands in the air and took a step back, begging him to stop, and suddenly I heard a pop.

My face felt like it was on fire. I had no idea what had happened at the time, but I grabbed my face on the left side and felt my middle finger slide into a large hole. As I looked at my hand, blood was dripping down my arm. I looked at him and said, “What the fuck did you just do?” I got dizzy and fell to the floor as he grabbed the manager of the club, who was my friend, and asked if the video cameras were on – before he even called for an ambulance, as I laid there dying. (I did die, and was paddled back by EMS.) My life flashed before me. I was sad. I saw my own body being worked on on the floor of a club. I was in and out of consciousness and remember the paramedic saying, “We got her back.” He said, “Honey, you’ve been shot, we’re taking you to the hospital.” In my head, I wondered, “How did I get shot?” I was on a breathing machine and spent days on life support. Three years later, I’m under constant doctor’s care, there is shrapnel throughout my head, I’ve had reconstructive surgeries to repair my damaged ear canal. I had no hearing for two years, and have vertigo, which I will have forever.

The officer lied to the grand jury to avoid going to jail. Now, in the civil trial, he’s changed his statement four times, and so has his partner, to cover his ass. This is finally going to trial in a civil suit, though. Mind you, he has been promoted and given a raise. I lost my job, my insurance, my hearing, and he lives on his life; mine is constant doctors and brain surgeons. His version of the story changes all the time, but I and my twenty-three witnesses all have the same recollection of the story. May justice prevail, as court is soon, and may he finally pay the price for ruining my life!

Kimberley Diamond Brooks

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Pregnant Mother Beaten and Dragged Out of Her Home by Five Police Officers

Tuesday, March 18th, 2014

Mark Vance shared, via’s submit page, this short summary of his experience with police officers that occurred on December 31, 2002.

In T or C, New Mexico, I was about thirteen or fourteen when I witnessed my mom get jumped on by four or five officers. It was my birthday. It was late, possibly eleven or twelve at night and we were celebrating with some cake, music, and good old family bonding. Someone had called the police on a house that was close to ours and the police mistook our house for theirs. My memory is a bit fuzzy as to the details, but I remember them arresting my step Dad at the time (if he was there, you better believe those cops wouldn’t have done what they did). After that, I called my grandma and aunt who lived close by and told them what was going on. The cops came inside and tried to arrest my mom who was sitting on the couch; I think she was refusing because no crime was committed. My aunt, grandma, little sister, and I were shouting at them to leave my mom alone and that she was pregnant, but they wouldn’t listen, so four or five of them started to grab her and get on top of her to cuff her. After cuffed, they dragged her out of the house all the way to the police car; they didn’t even let her get up and walk her to the car. We were all yelling to leave my mom alone.

We ended up going to court about it. I don’t remember all the details, but I’m sure I can ask my mom if she has the paper work from when all this happened if you’re interested in the details. It’s possibly one of the most traumatizing experiences of our lives, and definitely the worst birthday ever.

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Cleveland Police Officer Vincent Montague

Wednesday, March 12th, 2014

DEO shared this post via’s submit page. I wonder if the shooter Vincent Montague was involved in the hail of gunfire that killed two unarmed motorists in Cleveland in December of 2012


In a story called “A Traffic Ticket and a Bullet Through the Chest” Cleveland Scene Magazine’s Doug Brown uncovered a story of a Cleveland Police officer who shot a man in the chest for making an illegal right turn.

“I’m asking him if he knew he shot me. ‘Why’d you just shoot me? You just shot me!’ I was doing nothing wrong!”

Montague gets on his radio a moment later: “Shot’s fired! Shot’s fired!” he says. Other officers swarm in. Bystanders, gathering around the intersection watching the police move in, take out their cell phones and start filming. “At this time, it’s a melee,” Love explains. “It’s just cops and lights and cameras. I’m shot, it was just crazy.”

A second officer comes to the car door, stands him up and cuffs his hands behind his back. (“He told me later, ‘I’m going to have to apologize to you, but when I heard shots fired, I thought that you were the one doing the shooting,’” Love says of the second cop. “The cop that had pulled me out of the vehicle, he told me, ‘You’re lucky, because if it was me, you woulda been dead, man; we’re trained to kill.”

I find the second officer’s comments even more disturbing! He says, “If it woulda been me, you’d be dead! We are trained to kill!” This is indicative of the attitude of Cleveland’s finest!

Now a week later, the man shot in the chest filed a federal lawsuit against the Cleveland PD. In response, the city has stated the reasons the shooting was justified. There’s only one problem. In the city’s one assertion of what went on, they contradicted the second part of what they said was another reason for the shooting! YOU’RE NOT FOOLING ANYONE, CLEVELAND PD!

Beware this officer, Cleveland!

Cleveland Police Officer Vincent Montague

Cleveland Police Department

  • website
  • 216.623.5000
  • 1300 Ontario St., Cleveland, Ohio 44113

I’m SURE he’s still on the streets!

The follow-up story, also written by Doug Brown, is where the bullshit REALLY thickens!

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Motorist Assaulted By Officer for Not Rolling Window “All the Way” Down

Monday, March 10th, 2014

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On September 4, 2013, University of Central Florida (UCF) college student Victoria King was pulled over by UCFPD Officer Timothy Isaacs for a minor traffic offense – a bad tail light. The officer became obsessed and incensed by Ms. King being reluctant to roll down her window “all the way” to receive her bad tail light ticket. The officer then escalated the traffic stop to violence, breaking out the car window, and charging Ms. King with two felonies and a misdemeanor. The two felonies have been abandoned by the state attorney. UCFPD is now covering up the officer’s misconduct. The details of the events can be found in the video below and in this article.

Kevin Earl Wood

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Another Excessive Force Lawsuit Filed Against Parkersburg Police

Thursday, February 13th, 2014

Lawrence J. Smith shared the following post, originally published at, via’s submit page.

November 28, 2013 9:45 AM

Parkersburg police are again accused of excessive force when arresting a suspect.

Officers Jay Hart and Michael Bosley are named as co-defendants in a civil rights lawsuit filed Nov. 20 by John Sadler. In his complaint filed in U.S. District Court, Sadler, 24 and a Parkersburg resident, alleges Hart, Bosley, and another officer brutalized him this summer following his arrest on suspicion of driving under the influence.

The suit alleges that officers using excessive force when arresting suspects is part of a “pattern and practice” within PPD that is condoned by the chain of command, including the current police chief and the mayor, a former police chief, and has resulted in the city settling three similar suits for more than $300,000.

According to his complaint, Sadler was arrested on Aug. 13 for DUI. Other than being charged by Hart and Bosley, no details of what led to the arrest are provided.

In the course of booking him, Sadler alleges Hart “suddenly and violently” began “choking him” and “punching him in the stomach.” After choking him almost to the point of unconsciousness, Sadler alleges Hart lifted him up onto a bench and began choking him again.

Though he did not choke or strike him, Sadler says Bosley aided Hart by “placing his hands on [him].” Also, he says, though they could have, neither Bosley nor another unidentified officer in the room intervened to stop Hart’s actions.

Sometime later, Sadler says he was taken to the emergency room, treated, released and incarcerated. A charge of obstructing an officer was also filed against him but later dismissed.

In his complaint, Sadler avers he showed no aggression toward Hart. However, he alleges reports Hart filed following the report indicated he did.

Hart’s excessive use of force is a common occurrence by PPD, Sadler alleges. In his complaint, he makes reference to a June 2, 2011, letter sent by John Triplett, an attorney representing Patrolman Nathan Deuley in a civil suit he has against the City, in which Newell, during a meeting on an unspecified date with most PPD officers, reportedly said it was okay to “beat their ass and send their ass to the hospital” if they ever got into a scuffle with a suspect.

Also, Newell allegedly told the officers not to worry about any resulting lawsuits as he knew how to “handle” insurance companies.

In his complaint, Sadler makes reference to at least three other lawsuits filed in the last four years against the City accusing officers of civil rights violations. The suits have ended with the City, via its insurance carrier, paying Timothy Mazza, Terry Ratliff and Jerry Seabolt, respectively, $100,000, $70,000 and $135,000.

Because of a “policy, custom and practice” of using excessive force of police making arrests of suspects, Sadler’s suit names Newell and Police Chief Joe Martin as co-defendants. Along with unspecified damages, attorneys fees and court costs, Sadler seeks a court order finding that Hart’s, Bosley’s, Newell’s and Martin’s actions violated his constitutional rights, and they, and all PPD officers, take the necessary training to alleviate further complaints excessive force.

He is represented by John H. Bryan and Martha J. Fleshman of Union and Paul V. Morrison II of Harrisville. The case is assigned to Judge Joseph R. Goodwin., Jr.

U.S. District Court for the Southern District of West Virginia case number 13-cv-11111

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Troy, NY Police Start Riot at Night Club, Brutally Beat Patrons with Batons

Monday, February 10th, 2014

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Roshawon Donley was one of at least a half dozen patrons of African descent of the nightclub, Kokopellis on 4th Street in downtown Troy, New York, who were aggressively attacked by Troy PD officers and beaten with nightsticks. Extensive, multi-angle security camera and cell phone camera footage documenting the incident show several officers as aggressors against completely nonviolent people. Donley received numerous head wounds requiring emergency hospital treatment. The police chief and Mayor Rosamilia immediately responded that the use of force was lawful and appropriate before any official investigation could even begin. The Community Alliance Against Police Violence, the Troy African American Pastoral Alliance, and City Council President Rodney Wiltshire have independently called for an external investigation, recognizing an inability and unwillingness for existing institutions to proceed fairly and justly.

To sign the petition:

This video dissects what happened:

Nightclub owner Barry Glick speaks at the Troy City Council meeting, detailing the events of the evening as he witnessed them, and stands against Troy Police Department with a very powerful and enlightening speech:

This video questions whether the response by city and police officials is appropriate:

Compilation of extensive television news coverage:

News coverage:

News coverage of second victim:

30 minutes of raw video surveillance:

Petition text:

Several New York residents were beaten with batons by Troy Police Department officers on the morning of Saturday, January 25, 2014 inside and near Kokopellis night club in downtown Troy, NY. At least one resident sustained serious head injuries.

According to civilian cell phone video footage and uninterrupted Kokopellis security camera footage shot from multiple angles, when Troy Police officers arrived at the night club, patrons were leaving the establishment in an orderly fashion. Some patrons appeared to either say something that offended one or more officers, or were responding more slowly to commands than officers were willing to tolerate. At least one officer escalated the situation by punching a patron in the face or neck. Within seconds, multiple officers were using batons to beat several patrons. A patron or staff member of the establishment sprayed a fire extinguisher into a cluster of people who were being beaten with batons by officers as they attempted to flee through the main entrance. This effectively de-escalated the situation for a moment. At this point, Mr. Roshawon Donley, who had been injured in the prior situation, was being restrained by an officer against a bar. A cell phone video shows Donley injured and confused, clearly stating that he did not understand why he was being harmed or detained. Moments later, this officer and others tackled Donley to the ground and begin beating him again with batons. He sustained several head injuries while laying prone on the ground. At no time did his posture or mannerisms meet the Department of Justice criteria for imminent threat to officers or civilians, nor of aggressive resistance.

According to the Department of Justice, striking with batons to the head is deadly force, which should be reserved only for individuals who present an immediate threat of severe injury or death to a civilian or officer. The videos clearly depict a situation that the Troy Police created and escalated. The escalation of violence by the police reached a level far beyond what is reasonable by any community standards of decency. The level of violence used was beyond what is acceptable in most American police departments for the compliance and threat levels apparent in this situation. The level of violence used by these police was CRIMINAL.

Because this situation was created and escalated by the Troy Police, no civilian should be charged with offenses resulting from this. We demand all charges be dropped against all patrons of Kokopellis or otherwise near the establishment if these charges are for offenses that occurred after the arrival of the officers on site Saturday morning, January 25, 2014.

Because the level of violence used was so egregious, we demand all officers who used batons on people on this call be suspended immediately without pay.

Because this incident indicates an abuse of authority, a criminal use of violence, and a violation of the civil and human rights of those brutalized, we demand an authorized external, independent, and open investigation to issue binding findings regarding the use of force and arrests at this call on January 25, 2014.

Because this incident follows other recent incidents of excessive force by Troy Police Department and indicates a failure of the department in policy and training, we demand an external, independent and open investigation to issue binding policy regarding Troy PD use of force policy, and the oversight thereof.

Failure by the Mayor, City Council and District Attorney to respond to these demands demonstrates a wanton disregard for public safety and negligence in responding to official misconduct against residents of and visitors to Troy, New York.

We demand:

1. Drop charges against Troy’s police brutality victims
2. Immediately suspend without pay all implicated officers
3. Authorize an external, independent and open investigation to issue binding results as regards this incident, Troy PD use of force policy, and the oversight thereof

Ben Brucato


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