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cpolkthronging at the crime scene tape border a scant 12 feet away from the actors?
that's just on TV.
I walk outside to sunshine and warm that made me regret my winter coat, wishing i'd worn a heavy sweater instead, and about a city block worth of street cordoned off with crime scene tape, and I took a good long look.
first of all, it's not one crime scene tape. it's an outer border, where they put the patrol cars, a lot of them. and then about 7 m in, another border of crime scen tape.
being on foot, I walked over to the first patrol car i saw, hailed a greeting, and asked, "Where is it safe for me to walk?" the police officer gave me directions, and they took me along the perimeter to another patrol car, and another police officer, whom I promptly hailed and asked EXACTLY THE SAME QUESTION which seemed the prudent thing. I could assume that he could figure out my purpose since I spoke to the other officer, and they may have even communicated that, but I had no way of knowing so best to be sure.
he gave me much the same directions, and I continued on my way.
when I came back three hours later, the tapes were still up.
A few hours after that, policemen were at my door wanting to know about my next door neighbor. one of them hit my face recognition as the police officer in the second car.
To say that this has made me ANXIOUS is putting it mildly.
that's just on TV.
I walk outside to sunshine and warm that made me regret my winter coat, wishing i'd worn a heavy sweater instead, and about a city block worth of street cordoned off with crime scene tape, and I took a good long look.
first of all, it's not one crime scene tape. it's an outer border, where they put the patrol cars, a lot of them. and then about 7 m in, another border of crime scen tape.
being on foot, I walked over to the first patrol car i saw, hailed a greeting, and asked, "Where is it safe for me to walk?" the police officer gave me directions, and they took me along the perimeter to another patrol car, and another police officer, whom I promptly hailed and asked EXACTLY THE SAME QUESTION which seemed the prudent thing. I could assume that he could figure out my purpose since I spoke to the other officer, and they may have even communicated that, but I had no way of knowing so best to be sure.
he gave me much the same directions, and I continued on my way.
when I came back three hours later, the tapes were still up.
A few hours after that, policemen were at my door wanting to know about my next door neighbor. one of them hit my face recognition as the police officer in the second car.
To say that this has made me ANXIOUS is putting it mildly.