Long story short, none of that    
happened, because when I got there, all
they gave me was a ticket. They didn’t 
even want to do that, until I showed   
them the evidence, in the burlap sack  
that I’d brought with me.              
     The end result was no jail time,  
nothing, just a thousand-dollar fine.  
     I can’t even begin to explain how 
much this pissed me off. I was ready to
do two or more years, but an animal’s  
life was only worth a thousand dollars,
and then I was free to go.             
     That was fucking disgusting! It   
still is.                              
     The Desk Sergeant agreed with me  
and was disgusted also, especially with
me.                                    
     “Personally, I also think you     
should spend some serious time in jail.
* A couple years at least, but that’s not  
the law. We have to follow the law too,
unfortunately.”                        
     He then told me about this Initia-
tive group that was trying to change   
that, and said, as he gave me a card   
with their name and address on it, “If 
you’re really serious about making     
amends, check these guys out.”         
     I figured that was as good a place
to start as any, so after leaving the  
station, I went there and got hired on 
the spot.                              
     I didn’t even know you could get  
paid for doing that. I was glad, be-   
cause even though this was something I 
had to do, I still had to live, had to 
eat and sleep, and that reminded me.   



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