Several years ago I and 2 teenagers stopped at the local 7 Eleven off of Beach Blvd and the 22 Frwy, near the Wal-Mart at approximately 5:00 P.M.
I noticed 4 Hispanics loitering in front of the 7 Eleven and another one working on their 90 green Ford Thunderbird.
Upon approaching the 7 Eleven, one Hispanic with a shaved head began to make faces behind me. His other friends broke out in laughter and I became really concerned because I was a hell of a lot bigger than that individual and I clearly got the impression that they were looking for trouble.
Once I got inside the 7 Eleven I told the clerk and I stated to him that his customers were giving me a hard time. He was apologetic and neglected to intervene.
The Hispanic with the shaved head appeared from the corner of the store and began to call me out with his hand; of course I did not go.
My cell phone was useless to get through to the CHP 911 so, I repeatedly demanded that he call 911 and he just dragged his feet.
I became really concerned that if those idiots outside all decided to start a fight in the store, it would really be unsafe for there was limited space and only one exit.
Being responsible for 2 minors also, I was left with no choice, but to make a dash for our truck. We were immediately followed and they began to harass the kids.
I had made it all the way to my trucks door and noticing that my friends were minors, they focused only on me. They were inches from me now and one of them was holding my door.
I had a small pepper spray bottle in the door and as soon as one of them touched me I decided to use it. The Hispanic with the shaved head got a shot in both eyes and he backed up and turned around, his other friend next to him quickly attacked only to get a shot in the face and he went down hard.
The Hispanic with the shaved head was quickly back and then all of them jumped on me at the same time, with one specifically going for my legs as it was pre-planned.
Of course all five got me on the ground and began to kick me in the head, face, ribs, shoulder, the other one was jumping on my ankles for about 45 seconds. The only way I got them to stop beating me, which saved my life was to yell, "You're beating an undercover officer."
They all scattered except for the Hispanic with the shaved head. He kept on beating me, while he also tried to steal my wallet. Even with my arm torn out of my socket I fought the bastard back.
The paramedics and WPD came as well. As I lay behind the ambulance being ready for transport I heard a WPD officer say to the driver of the ambulance, "He's kind of a prick, if he gets out of line just hit him in the head with your clip board."
He didn't stop there, the WPD officer continued to state they were trying to get a restraining order for me not to come to their station any longer. Wow, if an individual is repeatedly coming down to the Police Station asking for help and there is no means of helping him, most likely something terrible will happen to him and/or others in the community.
This is some of the type of profound arrogance and unprofessional conduct that only very few WPD officers retained that had caused me to get into major pissing contest with LT.'s and Captains.
A Police Department is there for people who need help in any shape or form. One part of the job description of an officer is to help people or if they cannot, provide them with a direction of resolving that problem/issue.
Having 5 people gang up and beat a man near death is (ADW) Assault With a Deadly Weapon. One very nice police officer stated to me at the hospital, "Hey I have a gun and if 5 people jump me at the same time, I don't think I would come out looking any better than you do."
I asked WPD for specif photos of the crime scene and they responded, "Well I see it logged here, but I can't seem to find it"
This crime that was captured on video has shamefully never been solved.
Do on to others as you wish done on to you, that goes for everybody.
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