Posted on 03/10/2014 7:08:06 AM PDT by Nachum
John Cinque, a Navy veteran who told Connecticut lawmakers last year he would not comply with the state's new gun control law, told Connecticut gubernatorial candidate Joe Visconti that a Branford police officer said he couldn't "wait to get the order to kick your door in," Freedom Outpost reported Saturday, citing a YouTube video posted Friday.
"I live in Branford, and his words straight out were 'I cannot wait to get the order to kick your door in,'" he told Visconti.
Freedom Outpost's Tim Brown said Cinque provided the name of the officer in the incident, and posted a screenshot of the comment he said was made on Facebook.
The officer, identified as Joseph Peterson, reportedly said: "I give my left nut to bang down your door and come for your gun."
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Right Joe? Just want to make sure we spell your name right.
One of the 99% that give the other 1% a bad name.
Got a home address?
Post his home address and phone #.
Another heavily armed jackbooted thug masquerading as what used to be local police officers.
Nobody is waking up...
I'm afraid it's gonna be more than just one, traitor. There are quite a few out there that would be willing to hand both of them to you on a Dixie plate,
Mark this as the start of the Second Civil War.
I fear for my country.
give it a few minutes - freepers will likely post a pic and complete bio
Maybe we can make him make good on his offer of partial castration. Maybe even use the gun he’s threatening to take as the surgical tool.
Dear Joseph Peterson: not a good idea Joe. Why? Because you have got to sleep sometime.
5.56mm
Yeah, it’s hard to erase misspellings on granite................
He can e at our house kicking in our doors but we won’t be home...we’ll be at HIS house.
I'll take that into consideration.
In 1774, John Malcolm was a Crown customs collector, based in Boston. At that time Boston had had five years of civic tension culminating in the Boston Massacre. Malcolm, like most Crown representatives didn't much like the Bostonians and harboured smouldering resentment against the uppity locals who had been resisting Crown authority since the Stamp Act in 1768. They made his job difficult. Malcolm had more reason than most to hold a grudge against the colonists. He had only recently had a run-in with the good people of Portland, Maine on a customs matter over which they had disagreed. The Portland folks saw fit to tar and feather Malcolm but were kind enough to allow him to remain clothed for the treatment. A prideful man who was impressed by his own authority this didn't sit well.
In the snow covered streets of Boston in January Malcolm was run over by a boy sledding in the street. Malcolm, his temper getting the best of him, raised his cane to strike the boy. George Hewes, a local shoemaker, intervened and Malcolm turned on Hewes. At first, Malcolm tried to overawe Hewes with his social rank - being a gentleman and, in Malcolm's mind, a hero of the French and Indian War. Hewes took the vituperation of Malcolm with a grain of salt and retorted "Be that as it may, I was never tarred and feathered." That was the match to Malcolm's tinder and he flew at Hewes and struck him a near fatal blow to the head with his cane.
The town of Boston was electric with tension between the locals and Crown representatives and word of this attack spread almost instantly. A crowd gathered at Malcolm's house while he shouted out a window, relishing baiting the crowd into an uproar, and flourishing with his sword, eventually stabbing one man in the chest.
The crowd swarmed the house, forcing Malcolm to retreat to the second floor. Malcolm was eventually disarmed and the crowd seized him, tied him, put him on a sled and dragged him through the town as brickbats rained upon him.
After pulling him by the wharfs to pick up a barrel of tar, the mob took him to King St, by the Town House, where political rallies were customarily held and where the Massacre had occurred.
In the chill of the coldest night of a Boston January Malcolm was stripped, dislocating his arm, and hot tar daubed on his bare skin, burning his flesh.
Feathers then were applied to give what was then called the "modern jacket". Malcolm was then paraded, both burned and freezing, from one end of the town to the other and back. At the Liberty Tree they threw a noose around his neck and threatened to hang him if he didn't denounce the Governor and the Customs Commissioners. He refused but they didn't hang him. Instead they paraded him back to the far end of town again, eventually rolling him out of the cart at his home "like a log."
Malcolm wasn't the first or last to suffer from the people's anger. In the time before Concord and Lexington many Crown representatives as well as colonists in government positions suffered their houses to be ransacked, demolished or fired and their persons to be insulted most cruelly. Soon, the British Regulars - the Redcoats - the Crown's SWAT teams of the time - which had been withdrawn after the Boston Massacre in an attempt to calm matters were returned in force and Boston was placed under martial law.
I think he means it, cops are bullies
Wannabe jackboot Respond Code Three went out of his way to try to claim officer Joe Peterson didn’t do anything at all.
Threatening a private citizen is okay if done by a cop in rct world.
And Peterson will get the chance to go the tupac shakur route to testicular singularity as per his stated desire.
Authoritarian puke.
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