Arrested by Meathead Martin
is about a criminal named Mark Andrew Martin.

You don't even want to know this guy.

He's like a drown trained to be a Bully Meathead.

He and his side kick are totally unaware of their own stupidity.

And there are a few in this town who could have his badge if they wanted it.

Meathead Martin

Arrested by Martin
November 17, 2010

Me and my truck spent the week in jail last week.
Yes folks, I'm accused of being a criminal once again.
This time I'm accused of terrorizing a police officer.
At least that is what Officer Mark Martin and his back-up Hufstetler of the Morro Bay Police say.
Martin says he fears for his life and Hufstetler thinks he should.

I remember the first time I was accused of being a felon, I said to a customer/friend of mine, "Ed, yah know Ed, you now have felon painting your house."
      "I'm scared,"he said.

The deal is, on Nov. 24,'10, I was on my way to do my morning wave check, and I was pulled over by the Morro Bay PD. Ironically it was my buddy officer Martin. He inquired as to why I hadn't been warring a seat belt earlier.
      I said, "Are you delusional? Come on, what does it matter? I'm a dead man anyway!" He looked back at me with a troubled look as if he sure didn't expect such a statement out of me since he is used to having people being afraid of him.
      He asked for my paper work and such, but as I began to look for it. I hit him with the statement about him spreading phony child molester rumors about me and how he and other cops doing so only put me in danger anyway so what the hell should seat belts matter? I could tell by the way he looked at me he was guilty as hell about it and it only confirmed all the rumors I'd been hearing about for several months.
      I said something like, you cops put my life in danger and I ended up getting poisoned because of it.
(Kinna ironic since they are suppose to serve and protect.) That got me kind of heated and I could tell by the look on his face that I was about to go to jail no matter what I said. He had it in for me just like the first night I met him when he was going to arrest me for saying that we are breeding stupid people.
      Without waiting for my registration or license Martin said, "Just stay right there."
       I knew right then, he had the idea of arresting my ass and it only made since it would happen by him because of the claim I had filed against the city because of him. (It's all about trying to incriminate me and making me out to be the bad guy.
     While I sat there for the next minute; if that. I knew I should have kept my cool, but that is kinna hard to do when you are face to face with the guy who has gone around town over the past few years spreading the rumors.
     Next thing I know, he's at the passenger door asking me something. At first I thought it was to unlock the door, but it turned out to be the window he wanted rolled down.
      The next thing he asked was: "Are you threatening me?" My instincts told me that no was the answer, but from my experience of writing about others without getting into legal trouble, I felt that there was a line I wasn't suppose to cross.
     "I'd love to kill you! I want to see you rot in hell!"
       The rest was fair game and I figured to just have some fun with it because I was going to jail no matter what I said.
       "Ah I'll probably be dead before you, so I I get to see you on your way to hell! I could probably get away with murder. No I probably couldn't; but if I did commit murder, they still wouldn't put me on TV. 

The rest was fair game and I figured to just have some fun with it because I was going to jail no matter what I said.
     I realized that he had just fetched his recorder and wanted to get me in trouble by trying to put words into my mouth. But I didn't give him a chance, I gave him something as close to what he wanted, but just short of the actual thing that could put me away.
     I freaked him out with my best watered down Mel Gibson imitation. I'd like to write it all out but trying to duplicate something I said on the edge of insanity isn't as easy as one might think. (I'm going to try to get a copy of the recordings to post later.) I'm pretty sure I know what I said for the most part and it was never meant to be a direct threat, because I've been around long enough to know that is something that can land you in some serious hot water.
     Next thing he asked was, "put your hands on the steering wheel." Though it took me hearing the demand a couple times to except that it was time to comply with the officers orders, I just had to comply and the next thing I knew was that his back-up had just opened the door to the left of me and Martin got to say what he wanted to say ever since the first time he met me.

    Think about it. For the past few months, I've been wondering how I was going to get Martin into a court room, but now he has put himself in the court room. I think I got a judge who is on the level and I know the legal system just enough to be dangerous at it.
   For more info. check out: 

In court with Martin
January 11, 2011

Arrested by Martin
November 17-24, 2010

Jailed by Martin
November 17-24, 2010

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> The Rumor
> Bill Black
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> The Claim
> Poisoned
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> Jailed by Martin
> The Plea No. 1
> In Court w/Martin
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> Hand-off in Court
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November 17-24, 2010


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