More Fish Cops, Less Liberty

More Fish Cops, Less Liberty

by

Dr Jimmy T (Gunny) LaBaume editor@flyoverpress.com www.flyoverpress.com

Back in February of 2007, I wrote about an encounter I had with one of the State’s Game Keepers (See Liberty v. Fish Cops and Federalies). I am sad to report that the situation in the police state has deteriorated substantially since that time.

Some time between 4:30 and 5:00 PM on Friday, November 7, 2008 my wife and I arrived at the entrance to the property in Terrell County, Texas referred in the 2007 article cited above. The entrance to our private road (belonging to the property owners association) is off of US Highway 90 approximately 5 miles south of the small town of Sanderson, Texas. The gate is normally kept locked.

My wife had been driving on the highway. As we normally do, we stopped just inside the gate to switch drivers, stretch our legs, “water the dog,” etc. The wife had walked on up the road with the dog (a small Chihuahua-Terrier cross named “Nemo” by a grand child). I had busied myself with adjusting the seat to suit my longer legs, closing the doors and preparing to continue our journey. We had not yet shut and locked the gate.

Suddenly, a green pick-up truck with the markings of the Texas Parks and Wildlife Service entered the gate and stopped behind our vehicle (a short-bed, step side, GMC pick-up loaded with tools, lumber and animal feed). The driver (a uniformed Game Warden) exited the state vehicle and approached. We exchanged the standard greetings; “How are you?” “Fine, thank you.”

I finished adjusting the seat and turned to walk around the back of my vehicle to close the passenger door so we could proceed to our destination. As I walked in front of the young man, he inquired, “Where are you coming from?” At that time I made the decision to invoke and refuse to waive all of my constitutional rights and privileges—including being forced to talk to a functionary of the state (See: The Police Contact). I informed him that where I was coming from was none of his “bleeping” business.

He immediately flared. “YOU NEED TO SETTLE DOWN!”

I thought, ‘I need to settle down? Sounds like you are the one that needs to settle down’ as I proceeded to return to the driver’s side of the vehicle. It is difficult to recall the exact sequence of events under such stress, but I believe this was about where I (for the first of at least ten times) asked him, “Am I under arrest?” I also informed him that, legally, “if I am not under arrest, then I am free to go.”

He never gave me any indication that I might be under arrest so I proceeded to enter my vehicle and close the door to continue my journey. I noticed that the door seemed hard to shut. I glanced down and he was using his hand to block it. He released his resistance and the door closed.

I proceeded slowly up the road, stopped and picked up the wife and dog and continued along our private road. He returned to his vehicle and followed closely behind. I could see in the rear view that he was talking on the radio. ‘Probably running my plates,’ I thought.

We continued for approximately ½ to ¾ miles at which time he…..

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