Dear HIGH TIMES,
I just had to tell you about my "Busted" story here in Eastern Canada.
I grew about 12-15 plants in dirt in my basement in order to ward off the symptoms of Hep C, which I have had for over 20 years. The pot gives me an appetite when the queasies set in. I feel a lot better with it than without.
In Oct. 2000 a nosy neighbor called the cops on me because she saw a known drug dealer at my house on a number of occasions - he is my nephew!
So, in comes the swat team. Black clothes on, they kicked in the back door (it wasn't locked) and shoulder rolls across my kitchen floor, weapons drawn and the whole works!
They weren't even aware that I had a grow, and when they discovered it they were hi-fiving each other! They smashed all my gear, and threw everything from the pots in the ditch next to my driveway. Included in this "waste" was about 10,000 seeds. Well, I don't have to tell you what happened the next spring!
I showed them the application I had sent in to Health Canada to get licensed, but you have to get two Doctors to to approve it! Find those two Doctors and you're past step one! They ignored it!
They brought in a dog. They held a compost bin full of stalks, under his nose, and he was only interested in licking his nuts! My three dogs surrounded this poor animal and started harassing him to the point where they had to take him out! Bad cop told me to remove the dogs - I said,"arrest them, if you want them out!" That was the end of pet hour. They took their dog out, trembling!
They kept hounding me to show them where "the rest" was. The cop leading this parade was particularly interested in "the rest". I kept telling him I didn't know what he was talking about. He kept saying, "C'mon, If you give me the rest, I'll get them to go light on you!" Apparently, I was supposed to be some kind of major distributor, or something! I am 50 years old, and I knew there was something not right about the whole bust. I have had my share of dealings with these clowns, and they never acted so casual as these guys did. What were they up to? I had to call a lawyer immediately!
These geniuses (RCMP) took all of the composted shake as evidence. We asked them to produce the evidence in court - man, did it stink!
Went to court with a mouthpiece and told the Crown I was sick and if they want to pursue a sick man for 15 plants then I would take it to Ottawa. Blow your chincy budget for the next two years, and don't plan any vacations for a while!
To shorten this epic, I ended up mowing the lawn at our Church for one summer!
But, that's not the end of it. Remember the ring leader of this fiasco - the RCMP officer? Well, the day before he was posted to the Prime Minister's Security Team he was busted with over 100 grams of "high quality" weed!
He was busting people, like me, and forcing known dealers to sell for him, or he would bust them! This plan was working well for Danny-Boy, until he got greedy, and put too much pressure on the mules, and they squealed on him for revenge.
That was five years ago, and I'm still not allowed to have a firearm for another five years! The rifles I had were properly stored, and I didn't have any ammo. Go figure!
I still grow "my medicine" in the basement and I really don't care if they come again or not!
They left the court with red faces, so I don't expect them back. And for old times sake, I go down from time to time and mow the lawn at the Church!