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  • Beehaw_Girl@beehaw.orgtoAsklemmy@lemmy.ml•How do you capital punishment?
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    6 hours ago

    I’m really sick of hearing that argument every time this topic comes up. The criminal court system needs to sort their shit out. There should NOT be innocent people in prison or on death row. That’s ridiculous. And since there is still apparently that 4% out there, I say again: the criminal justice system needs to sort their shit out.

    This is actually a topic that boils my blood because can you imagine being completely innocent of something, then a police interrogation breaks you down because for some reason he’s certain that you committed the crime, you docile-ly comply with the process because surely the truth will prevail and this will all sort itself out, right? Right?? 😭

    The closest I’ve ever experienced to this was 1) once when I was 7 years old a group of bully kids across the street were accusing me of something I absolutely did not do, they even got their mom involved and I became a pariah, and it still sickens me how they could make up lies accusing me of something I didn’t do.

    And

    1. Be me age 18 a regular babysitter for a certain family, the dad always had to come pick me up in their car because I didn’t have a car. Their car was a nice black sedan of some certain snooty make/model I never even consciously registered in my mind because I don’t care about such things.

    Paragraphs now because long story

    One day after he picked me up, we arrived to their house, he pulled into his garage as always, he walked into the house first and I opened the back car door and got the baby out and carried the baby into the house and babysitting began as usual.

    Maybe the following week or a few days later, I was at home and he came to pick me up again, this time both he & his wife came and they said they wanted to talk to me. A big deal that the wife came too because she was the alpha in their relationship. Cut-throat lawyer-type business lady. They were looking very serious. Something was awry.

    They said that their neighbor had reported that I took their car because he saw me getting out of the car and opening the car door and getting the baby out. My mind went through what the heck he could be talking about and of course it was that time Travis picked me up and I opened the car door to get the baby out, but that’s all the nosey meddling neighbor saw, he apparently didn’t see the dad get out of the car first and go into the house before the baby & I did.

    I adamantly explained that to the mom & dad, and they didn’t want to believe me but finally Debbie said “Either what you say is true, or you’re a really good liar.”

    Huh! I’d rarely felt so helpless. How could I be suspected of something that not only did I NOT do, but also would never have any thought or inclination whatsoever of driving their car without their permission while they’re gone. I didn’t even have a driver’s license or any desire to drive. Never even crossed my mind.

    And how could they not wholeheartedly believe me based on what I just told them? Their meddling neighbor must’ve been very powerful to convince them of such a thing.

    It’s a terrifyingly helpless feeling to be falsely accused of something, like the entire earth is moved from beneath your feet and you have nothing to stand on, and like everyone you’ve ever known & loved suddenly suddenly turns their backs on you for no reason at all, and you’re cast into outer darkness alone & lost. Now I understand why people get lawyers!

    And looking back I couldn’t even imagine, nor even to this day driving someone else’s car without their permission?! That’s ridiculous! The thought has never even crossed my mind, that would be a terrifying feeling to basically be stealing someone’s car, that’s awful. And such an unstable feeling to be suspected of doing something you didn’t even do! I hate it very much.

    Anyway our conversation was brief and my babysitting commenced uninterrupted but that day their three year old toddler boy had been appointed the task of clutching the car keys tightly the whole time I was there, even while he was napping 🤦🏼‍♀️ That’s fine, just makes me sick in my stomach that they think I would use their car keys to drive their car while they’re gone. Makes no sense to me. I was babysitting. I had nowhere else I wanted or to go. At 18 I was just a kid myself.

    Anyhoo since SOME humans are awful, EVERYONE becomes a suspected criminal 🤦🏼‍♀️ I hate it a lot.