I don't know who would laugh at this more in my state, the criminals or the police themselves.

I was personally given a maximum sentence of 6 months in jail as an underage, first-time offender because a police officer who had been stalking my friend group planted weed on me at the scene of an accident. I was denied the right to a trial by jury, they refused to let me out of jail until I'd signed a paper giving up that right. I was homeless and needed to graduate high school, so I had no choice. My defense attorney was then forced off my case so that I could be given another attorney under the thumb of the prosecutor and judge's racket, and so this was never addressed.

Seven cops came up one after another and gave wildly different testimonies of what happened, then the judge gave me my sentence because "I think you're lying". When I moved to appeal, my compromised attorney refused to let me, saying, and I quote, "The judge is my boss. If I let you appeal his decision, he'll make my life miserable."

See, the prosecution was pissed off that I tried to fight my charges, and so they worked with the judge to give me maximum possible jail time, despite being a homeless kid who had never been arrested before.

And the officer who stalked me, planted weed on me and arrested me is a known methamphetamine producer and distributor. I have personally witnessed her roll up in her cop car with a toothless old woman in the passenger seat, and watched that old woman grab as many boxes of pseudoephedrine as she legally could and bring them back to the cop car. This is called smurfing.

Presumably it was on a day when her regular chemical supplier was unavailable, and presumably they hit several such stores that day in order to amass a large supply. Some people I know literally murdered her brother over a meth dispute, and the police found a giant meth lab on his property.

Oh, and the mayor was the prosecutor's dad. So, can't tell the DA, can't tell the mayor... Maybe the state police? No, they work with them. FBI? No, I have left anonymous tips several times and nothing ever came of it. The only investigation I ever caught wind of mysteriously dissipated.

I even went to journalists, but no one took it seriously and those who did left it alone.

Everyone in that town knows the racket. Everyone. The mayor retired a few years ago, the prosecutor is good friends with my extremely abusive grandfather, and no one will ever answer for my mistreatment.

Sometimes I think, maybe sending the worst criminals, the most dangerous heretics and the poor to another continent with rich resources wasn't the smartest ideas of the Europeans. Sure it helped get rid of problems in the short term, but is now centuries later starting to bite us.

stuff like this is why I want to move to Europe