WTF: Why is this thug allowed to carry arms?
The Landhousing Security thug attacked this old man; pictured resting
without incident on the previous day.
The old man, a retired dancer, has walked to the Mom Supermarket, across the street from his apartment, for years, to get a beer. No problem: Until 'along came a spider..." Landhousing Security, pepper sprayed him in the eye, I found him at the Dance studio, toweling off his face.
The story began late in the afternoon, on May 10, 2017, the man (pictured above) was brutally attacked with pepper spray, at point blank range, by the Landhousing Security parking lot guard/thug (below) who lunged at the man; his arm fully extended to unload a stream of caustic liquid, directly in his right eye, from a small yellow can, burning the man severely, for no reason, while the man walked home. 
When I interviewed the Mom Security guard (see tape recording) he stated that the old man had attempted to use an empty EBT card to buy beer. I couldn't figure out why anyone would use an EBT card to buy beer, since EBT does not take alcohol purchases. I interviewed the victim who said that he went to buy a Cobra Beer for three dollars and the cashier told him that he could use his EBT card rather than cash, if he bought two beers, (EBT does not take liquor purchases at all) when he got the second beer the cashier refused the sale, in an accusatory manner. He went next door to the liquor store to get his beer, I saw him dancing with the Liquor Store owner's son, as he left he realized that the market had kept his card. He went back to Mom Supermarket to get his card; the cashier refused to give it to him, while the old man was inside of the Market asking for his EBT card, the security guard ran out into the parking lot, came back, and asked me to find the guard, (see tape). I told the Mom guard that the Landhousing guard usually sits in his car (silver square-back, below) between 5:PM and 7:PM watching while his kick-back racketeer buddies break into cars and strong arm shoppers for money:
The Mom Guard waved and the Landhousing guard emerged, I looked inside of the store, nothing out of the ordinary was happening, nothing that would require a guard response, the cashier had just told the old man that he could not have his card back, "it's empty," he left, walking toward his home; across the street, the parking lot security guard called him back, when the man turned around the parking lot security guard sprayed him, in the face with pepper stray.
I asked the Mom guard why they did that, he said, "I had to get the guard and tell him to keep the people in the parking lot safe." I asked, "Safe from? Safe from what?" The guard said that the old man was a dangerous drunk." I countered that the guards were being ridiculous. "Beer? Were the people in danger of being danced with? The Landhousing guard keeps attacking the old dancer for no reason..."
Obviously the two guards had planned the outcome; they would chalk up arrests by provoking specific disfavored customers, white people, by pelting them with assault and batteries, while telling the cops that the victims are the perpetrators. All three Landhousing security guards had verbally assaulted me at every occasion that I shop at Mom Supermarket; Landhousing's Mexican guard/thugs deliberately invoked three unlawful arrests, two of which came to fruition and will result in the loss of six police officer's badges, because those officers made perjured statements for the purpose of gaining a conviction in the absence of a crime (factually baseless citations and arrest reports), and the additional cost to the tax payer of a minimum of one million dollars for a violation of Federal Code section 1983: False Arrest, as well as costing the market twice that much in a civil suit for a violation of California Civil Code section 45: Malicious Defamation of Character.
When I asked the Mom guard what the old man had done to become their battery victim. The Mom guard lied that the old man had attacked the parking lot security guard, (see tape), "He kicked the guard, you saw him." I did not see anything resembling a defense much less an attack, or a kick by the old man. I saw the two guards conspire to and attack the old man in the absence of a crime, without warning, as he was leaving the store, peacefully on his way to the dance studio adjacent to Mom's; as he has done for years, on his way home, the guards plotted to go after him and pepper spray him in an attempt to provoke a battery arrest: in fact the Landhousing security thug was the batterer, acting at the behest of the Mom security guard, in the absence of a crime, in the absence of a suspicion of a crime, or provocation. The Mom guard added, "...he entered the store with his shirt unbuttoned, and sometimes he dances, he is here for a long time while he waits for a fried fish. The customers complain, the owner might review the camera's and fire me, because I let him in here and he dances." I pointed out that the old man has never purchased a fish, and that he is 80 years old, a former dancer: hence the inclination to show off his perfect physique, by leaving some buttons on his shirt undone. The Mom guard continued, in a steady stream of contrivances, "I show them the signs in the parking lot, no loitering, no trespassing." I corrected him, 'You actually have to know the law; loitering is an intent crime, it requires the demonstrable intent to perpetrate a crime, and trespassing requires prior convictions at that specific location, in conjunction with the commission of a crime, like vandalism. So showing people the sign is actually harassment, you make them look at the sign as if they have committed a crime that they do not meet the criteria for a violation of. The Mom guard told me that the Market owner had signed papers for the police stating that I vandalized the island in the parking lot by standing on the grass. Since there is no grass I am wondering how he imagines that he can make that vandalism charge stick. Maybe the pigeons are the real trespassing vandals:
As for loitering and trespassing, "those are not stand alone crimes, they are conjunctive, you can not invoke loitering or trespassing unless that person is in the commission of a crime, or is a convicted repeat offender, there at that location. Assaulting people, battering them and having people arrested in the absence of a crime is unlawful: The result is a damages awarded against the Market, and the police." I asked why the cashier refused to give the old man back his EBT card. The guard answered, "He lies; he lost his card, I saw it in his pocket with his cell phone, he pulled out the phone and dropped it! He lies, his card was empty he tried to buy beer with it, the cashier told him that there is a five dollar minimum so he went back for another beer, he made other customers wait, this is very bad for the store, and he tried to pay with an empty card (there is no five dollar minimum). I purchase less than five dollars on my card every day, I've saved all of the receipts, I always buy the same thing; a dollar tea and a two dollar pastry. The guard continued, "...he was dancing, maybe it fell out of his jacket when he was dancing. Maybe he lost it some place else..." The guard's steady stream of lies lasted for fifteen minutes (see tape). Nothing that the Mom guard said was even remotely convincing. I told him that it was obvious that he and the Landhousing guard had decided to sieve a crime into existence for the purpose of personal gain; getting the one hundred dollars that the City pays out for information leading to an arrest, "You did that to me twice, because you know that the arrest does not have to result in a conviction, so you just pick off white people and lie that they did something unlawful, the police do not investigate and vio la you get the c-note. What kind of a stupid fool would hire you in the first place?" He didn't answer.
I can not recall one time, at all ever, in the past three years when the Market has not kept my card and stolen off of it, or short changed me at the register. The Vietnamese indulge in a Culture of Connivance. The Mom guard loves to lie in a steady stream, he does it every time he sees me: I call it the daily soliloquy of bullshit, I am sure he suckered the Landhousing guard into harassing me; the Mom guard comes to where I am, by way of walking on the non-existant 'grass' to get to his car; if the Landhousing guard is looking the Mom guard gesticulates wildly while telling me about someone who he chased off, "Yes the man was harassing my customers so I (arms flailing) told him go away, go out there, go to the bakery, stay away from my market (the story is accompanied by grand gestures that must look to the Landhousing security thug like admonishments; ordering me to leave).
Right on cue the Landhousing thug traipses over to me and starts yelling admonitions in Spanish. Vietnamese people think it's of paramount importance to victimize everyone, not just a select few, but each other as well, but especially newcomers like the Landhousing thug.
Once, about two years ago, I asked the Market guard why he lets Mexican men come in at 9:PM to steal forty dollar boxes of frozen shrimp, "Aren't you worried about that, it happens a lot?" He replied, "The only reason you are allowed here is because I told the police that the market likes your business, you are a good customer; if you tell on me I will get fired, and you will get arrested."
I explained to him that the reason why I am 'allowed' there is because in America everyone is guaranteed the freedom of access, transit, speech, and religious freedom: Failure to report a crime is a crime, so, I told the manager that I had seen Mexican men come into the store at about closing time, and draw the guard away from the door while their accomplices exited with a large boxes of frozen shrimp, the Manager (at door, below) screamed, "NO ENGLISH:"
All nine managers are related to the owner. None of them have introduced themselves to me, I just call them the Fuc U Yanx family, most Vietnamese have three syllable names. They own five grocery stores. Finally I told the Mom guard / shrimp racketeer that I will leave at 8:30, from then on, but that if I see thefts again I am going to report it to the police (who are probably behind it, for all the good it does me.)
Mr. Fuc U Yanx and his family look like a group of carnies; thin man is one of the managers:
He and his wife just bought a new car, they took selfies in it, displaying gang signs, in front of the Market. Vietamese gangs are notoriously shaphazard, figures.
So, I pointed out to the owner's brother's wife, a cashier who looks about ten years old, that two false arrests in a row is just mean spirited, she fell into giggle fits, and chirped, "No English, Thank You," as she shorted me my change: She is pictured here with her fellow Catholic, a beggar who solicits money for Blind Orphans. The Landhousing thug looks the other way, although this sort of soliciting is unlawful, on many levels, including cross contamination, since she opens the containers of candy to give samples and then shuffles them into the pile so that the next sampler will be exposed to whatever the previous sampler is infected with:
The Mom guard (above) told me that the elderly beggar calls the police on me frequently because she wants the shade spot that I stand in, under the tree on the island in the parking lot. I'm guessing he would blame anyone for no particular reason. Or everyone. His endless speeches do not often reflect the truth.
The owner's brother;s wife's sister in law, (another manager) gave the cashier a big hug and in Vietnamese said their phrase for, "we screwed her good and we are going to keep screwing her (me)." Maybe the reason why they are so unselfconscious about being rude is because they have spent their lives being selfconscious about being strange looking.
They giggled like teenagers, and screamed, "NO ENGLISH;" because, in Vietnam if you do not have a victim you don't count. Dinner guests are expected to recount stories of victimizing the uninitiated. Having me arrested for no reason makes the girls very popular guests, hence their unbridled glee. The owner's brother is in England this week, which is the only reason, according to Officer Gutierrez of Internal Affairs, a dirt-bag-in-blue, why I was not arrested this past Sunday, but next Sunday I will be. Fine, keep chalking up those damages awards, for false arrests, the more arrests the more money you owe me.
I had complained to SAPD previously about the Landhousing security guard assaulting me; gesturing as if shooting me with his hand (above), the response from E-Reporting was an all caps flame from the 'E-Reporting officer,' stating that an officer had responded to my call (by being unable to locate the guard) and "THERE WAS NO CRIME." Obviously the E-Reporting officer did not want her fellow dirt-bag-in-blue, who misidentified himself as Officer Bobbb, (see tape) to get into trouble for failure to identify and other misconduct such as taking kick-backs, from dirty security guards, who he persuaded to sign off on fraudulent Citizen Arrest forms (see tape).
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