I was never alleged to have bought, sold, or even used marijuana. Rather, my business repaired semi-trucks for a company that trafficked marijuana. I didn’t think I was doing anything wrong as I didn’t do anything with marijuana. I was wrong, according to the federal court in Gainesville, Georgia. My business, nestled near Chicago, was auctioned by lawyers in Georgia to pay for their services to secure the life sentence after my home and savings were spent. Two months ago, recreational marijuana was approved for sale by the Illinois legislature. Some of my business equipment is likely again being used to repair trucks that have hauled marijuana...

In the late 70s, this girl who was in high school and lived across the street came to my front door one afternoon with her girlfriend. She told me some guy tried to pick her up when she was walking home alone.

I said, "Let's go and we will look for this guy." We hop in my Blazer and take off toward the high school. We spot him a couple blocks from the school. I pull a U-turn and get behind him.

He pulls over on 4-lane and waits for traffic to come and pulls out in front of them. I had to wait for a few cars to go by, but I caught him at gas station next to Post Office 4 blocks away.

The girls got his tag number. I told them, "Write it down right now and give it to Rick the school cop.

They found out he lived right across the street from the school. So they put a good looking blond lady cop out front. He comes popping out the door and sees her. He walks up to her and says, "Hey baby, let's go upstairs and we can smoke a joint."

She gives the signal and they bust him. They go upstairs and find weed, He is sitting in the shitter when I find out about what happened.

I tell the guys in the neighborhood, "Get some ball bats and let's go." We pile into my Blazer and head over to the high school. I point out the car and go around the block. They jump out and take all the windows out of the car all that way around. Then they run and jump back into the Blazer.

I see this guy again a month or two later doing the same thing, hitting on chis walking alone down the street. He pulls over to get out of his car. I have this girl in the truck with me. I tell her, "Get down."

I pull up alongside him and holler, "Hey, I see you are still up to your old tricks." And I was out of there.

People like that do not change. And if he has been in prison, they get rid of molesters in there pretty quick. ROTFLOL

He wasn't jailed for any of this? The girls mustov been of age.

High school girls? The one was no older than maybe 16 or 17. She never got in his car and nothing happened between them. He hung himself by mentioning weed. ;)

they can just steal your stuff

"They" do that all the time. It is called the Federal income tax. Of course people file and pay under threat of garnishment, seizure, etc. ;)