Posted on 05/04/2005 10:36:55 AM PDT by rface
Ajai Raj, was arrested at the Ann Coulter speech - here's a previous article written by the wack-job...
Let me begin by saying I had a pretty restful spring break. Nothing exciting- funds were low all around, and no one I knew could afford a road trip, so I went back home, hung around my house wearing boxers and aviator sunglasses, and smoked joints in the backyard. I hung out with a few old friends, and come Friday night, I headed back to Austin where I looked forward to a night of mid-grade revelry and sleeping in my dorm bed.
The Pigf#*king Establishment had other plans. My roommate and I were awakened at 3 A.M. by two grinning Austin Police Department officers and a greasy-haired fat f@ck of an RA who gets his jollies by hanging around with his thumb in his ass until he smells marijuana so he can inform the Justice League in exchange for a free raffle ticket. No shit as the cops cuffed me for having an ounce of grass, this f&cker got a chance to win a free microwave. Or to s*ck off a sheriff, as far as I know or care.
I would go on at length about the bust, but lets suffice it to say that I was too tired to think, and thinking is essential to prevent arrest. This will not happen again. On my way out, I passed by my friends Jeff and Nick. This proved fortunate down the line.
I was led in handcuffs into a waiting room full of crazy yelling degenerates, wife beaters, whores, thieves, and contemptible crying c%nts whose lives were obviously over because they had been led to a police station. Over the next several hours, my clothes were taken from me and replaced with black-and-white striped pajamas, my balls were fondled by leering criminals posing as representatives of justice, and I got the opportunity to sleep in awkward positions in several exciting locales. I was told I would wait for a short while to move on to the next stage of the process, and then made to sit around for hours while eavesdropping on conversations about armed robberies and vehicular assaults.
When me and the motley members of my cell block were led in front of a judge, I learned that, according to our justice system, a straight-A college kid holding a bag of weed is as bad a criminal as a guy who beats his wife and kid. I learned that in Texas, a cop can decide to arrest you for no reason at all and you can sit in jail for 72 hours before youre even charged with a crime. I learned that, in Travis County jail at least, you get as many phone calls as you likeas long as youre not calling a cell phone or a landline outside of Travis county. And you can call any one of a number of bail bondsmen to help you out with your $1500 bail, except that half the numbers dont work and the other half will be answered by assholes who wont help out anyone under 21. I learned that every single cop in this God-forsaken county thinks hes the King of Sh!t Mountain, and that they missed their chance to be comedic wunderkinds. It takes a real man to make fun of a guy whos in a futile situation and has nothing to do but take your sh!t. Why not push over a guy with crutches and have a real laugh riot?
So, having nothing on my hands but my dignity and a jail cell, I spent the next ten hours or so catching fitful sleep full of decidedly unpleasant dreams. I never really got around to worrying about my situation. I had plenty of reason tofor starters, I had a paper due Monday that Id yet to begin, and if I get a drug convictionwhoops!there goes my financial aid. My waking hours were filled with musings about Jeff and Nick busting me out of this place, guns blazing. Knowing them, I knew theyd do something, but I didnt know what. My hands were tied, so I waited.
Round 7 P.M., the officer in chargea man with lofty notions about the free world and a penchant for passing out baloney sandwiches like nobodys businessknocked on my door.
Raj! he said. Theres someone here to see you!
I went out to one of the meeting rooms, where a man who looked like Al Borland from Home Improvement was sitting on the other side of a plastic window.
Ajai?
Thats me.
Jeff and Nick sent me. Im Thad Thomason, your attorney.
Success!
My spirits perked up in a hurry. To make an already abbreviated story even more so, my attorney says he can get the charges dismissed. The law is sticking all kinds of fingers in my a$$hole right now, but with a few savvy business deals, I can plow through this shit and come out smelling like roses. Ironic, reallyto get out of this drug charge, Im forced to arrange bigger drug deals than I ever intended to. Cest la vie, non?
To quote the late, great John Lennon, life is what happens while youre busy making plans. While were at it, I do indeed get by with a little help from my friends.
-Ajai out
Another genius for journalism.
I've always wondered where they get these creeps.
Is there any connection here?
Journalism material = Bin Ladin material.
I concur.
Something tells me that he's not going to come out of this smelling like roses. Maybe, just maybe, he'll come out of this smelling like POT.
Just a hunch.
"Looks like he just demonstrated an alligator mouth, coupled to his hummingbird rectum"
I laughed out loud!
Everyone who supports the enactment of rules revoking the right of convicted drug offenders to obtain financial aid while no rules exist to prevent violent criminals, or any other criminals, for that matter, from getting financial aid. Think about it - a guy who has been convicted of fraudulently obtaining a loan is eligible for a student loan. A guy who has been convicted of possession of an ounce of weed is not. Do you really think that is good public policy?
"I am Ajai Raj, and I am a jackass."
For once, the miserable little puke is absolutely correct.
More and more, I begin to realize that Ben Crenshaw is the only Longhorn that I can stand.
WOW MAN! He is the Ward Churchill Of Poetry Man! Can It Get Any Better Than That?! As Bugs Bunny used to say "WHAT A MARROON"!
Seems like he will make an excellent NYT or other MSM reporter.
Hannity just showed a clip before the break...about to show on TV
He certainly would be the brightest bulb in the box.
Isn't this what Rush always talks about re journalism majors - they all want to make a difference instead of reporting the freaking news.
and BTW Coulter looked really good tonight. She should give whomever did her hair and makeup a bonus.
the videoclip of that turd getting arrested and the stunned d looking scrawny LW moonbats chasing him down chanting "let him go" and "shame" was priceless. The lokk on Rajs face was also beautiful. Clealry he never thought he was going to get busted. Second time in a couple weeks he has worn handcuffs.
An abiding sense of inadequacy and inferiority comes through loud and clear in the writing of most journalists. It'd be nice if they worked out their issues privately with a therapist instead of splashing them all over the newspapers in their self-indulgent pontifications. But that's the career trajectory -- they go to a major event and think the crowd came out just to see and listen to them. The world is only about them and their career aspirations and ambitions. Nobody else's rights or feelings matter -- only their own, because they're going straight to the top at the New York Times (fill in your local newspaper here.)
LOL, he'd better stay away from the fiber, then. ><
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