Spies Among Us (continued..)

I wrote the article The spies among us inspired by something that happened to me.

One of the guys here had parked his car on the kerb and one of the stoolpigeons had called the cops about it. The cops came and talked to me and things went downhill from there.

The stoolpigeon came out and started watching my house, trying to get the number. Since I find that suspicious, I took out the camera and took photos of him.

I didn't make it a secret, in fact, its bloody hard to hide a DSLR camera in the first place. Since I couldn't get a shot, I went behind him and took the photos.

At no time was I hidden from him. At no time was I on anything but a public place. He went into a department store, and sat in full view of the people on the street, on a chair next to a massive plate-glass window.

I took pictures of him inside, as well as on his way out to confront me.

During the confrontation he tried more than once to hit me, and grabbed my shirt. He demanded I remove his pictures, but I refused.

Today the cops came. Apparently he had complained, and since he is a cop lapdog, I have to go and make a statement.

My statement will be simple. I have no idea who he is. He showed no ID. He was watching my house, and I got suspicious. Yes, he said that he was a member of the CPC, but that means nothing. I was in a public place, and he was in public view, and he has no expectation of privacy.

Now, for your delectation. Here are the pictures I took.