I have to give credit where credit is due. Just in case anybody reading my blog thought I was a cop hater after my post about that crazy lady cop Lisa Mearkle who shot and killed the dude in the snow, this article should dispel that notion. The events in question took place less than 24 hours ago and were witnessed by Christina Joy and myself.
First of all I have to come clean and admit that my driver’s license is currently suspended because I have a past due balance with the Department of Child Support Services in Orange County, California. They never really thought this idea out very well. In my opinion, suspending the license to drive of people you would presumably like to have out there working, in order to earn the money needed to pay the money they owe you, seems counterproductive but we all know that my opinion doesn’t mean shit so I will just shut the hell up.
Anyhow, I have to get around somehow and I admit that I drive my car with just my California Identification Card in my wallet. I don’t know what else to do since I don’t have enough money to pay off the child support and get my license reinstated. I’m not employed and its pretty rare that I get enough money together to make a sizable dent in any of the various past due balances that haunt my life. At this point any money I get is never enough so I find myself trying to parlay hundreds into thousands, often by gambling at the local casinos except for Pechanga and Harrahs, and everybody knows that the end result of that is usually daily bankruptcy.
I’m not trying to make excuses for the crappy facts that define my existence presently, I’m just giving you some background information so you can get a better understanding of what is going on in this little tale.
Getting back to the events of December 11th now okay. And we are stipulating that Anthony doesn’t have a current valid driver’s license with the caveat that before January 1st, the situation will be rectified. It is now priority number one. Also with the understanding that I don’t feel particularly bad about having driven with the suspended license since it is not due to any action taken behind the wheel, no moving violation or reckless driving but simply an inability to stay current on child support payments four years ago for my daughter who is now 18 years old.
Let’s pick up the story with Anthony and Christina about 2:00 p.m. on Friday the 11th of December, 2015. We left Pala Casino and headed north on Pala-Temecula Road, a route I had driven literally hundreds of times from Temecula. It is the only way to get to a slew of casinos located deep in the wilderness to the south of Temecula and to the east of the 15 freeway including Pala, Valley View, Harrahs, and Pauma unless you want to drive a bunch of extra miles on the freeway and then you still have to drive east for miles. Taking the Pala-Temecula Road is like driving as the crow flies and for most in the know, its the only way to get there.
Well apparently it is the route chosen by drug dealers as well as casino rats like me. That’s what the Federal Border Patrol Agent who put me in handcuffs while a K-9 police dog sniffed inside and outside of my car for drugs told me anyway.
Stay tuned for Part II