Prophet
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It was a beautiful crisp autumn day yesterday, Oct. 31st, here in Pittsburgh and I had finished work early for the day so I decided to take a little walk. I put on a comfortable pair of shoes, lit up a fine cigar andI was off,open carrying as I went.
There's a nice little walk I makethrough and around Schenely Park, goes for about 6-8 miles or so that I take and I've done it oftenthroughout the summer and Inever had a problem carrying and noone ever mentioned it.
Yesterday, as i wasenteringone of the forest trails (about half way through my walk) a guy in a short sleeve workout shirt andbasketball shorts walks in a conjoining path and asks me if I have aconcealed permit for that. Not toberude and thinkingthat we might have a conversation on the legality of OC'ing and I would be educating someone I said yes. Hethen told me thathewas a cop and that I had to conceal my weapon. I told him that: "with all due respect officer, outside of the city of Philadelphia I do not needa permitto conceal and Ichoose not to conceal now". He goes on to tell mehowits illegal in Allegheny county to open carry and what if someone had their kidssaw me, they would be scared. I told him that the only people who have ever had a problem withmy excercising of my rights were cops and that the general publicas a whole doesn't have a problemwithit.
He goeson to order me to conceal it and if I don't he'll call in some on duty cops and they'll have their guns drawn and will take my weapon. I promptly ignore him and continue on mywalk. We are pretty much walkingat the same pace now and after adozen steps or so he notices that I didn't kow-tow to his demand and am still OC'ing. He gives me this incredulouslook andhe asks me if I don'tthink he's serious.
At this point I tell him that I'm sure he's serious, but knowing that I am right he can call anyone he wants. I should have added that if I concealed I would be conceding that he was correct and I can't let him go on believing false information. At this point he pulls out his cell phone and makes a call. Oddly, instead of following me he stops and turns so I can't hear his phone call. I was almost tempted to stick around and see how the phone call went but since there was only one way to exit the path I was on I was sure I would find out what they told him once I got back to street level.
I never did see the cop again but as I was exiting the path some 20 minutes later there were no cops waiting, no guns drawn or lights flashing so I made the connection that the dispatcher (or whoever he called) told him that he was ate up like a soup sandwich.
It was a beautiful crisp autumn day yesterday, Oct. 31st, here in Pittsburgh and I had finished work early for the day so I decided to take a little walk. I put on a comfortable pair of shoes, lit up a fine cigar andI was off,open carrying as I went.
There's a nice little walk I makethrough and around Schenely Park, goes for about 6-8 miles or so that I take and I've done it oftenthroughout the summer and Inever had a problem carrying and noone ever mentioned it.
Yesterday, as i wasenteringone of the forest trails (about half way through my walk) a guy in a short sleeve workout shirt andbasketball shorts walks in a conjoining path and asks me if I have aconcealed permit for that. Not toberude and thinkingthat we might have a conversation on the legality of OC'ing and I would be educating someone I said yes. Hethen told me thathewas a cop and that I had to conceal my weapon. I told him that: "with all due respect officer, outside of the city of Philadelphia I do not needa permitto conceal and Ichoose not to conceal now". He goes on to tell mehowits illegal in Allegheny county to open carry and what if someone had their kidssaw me, they would be scared. I told him that the only people who have ever had a problem withmy excercising of my rights were cops and that the general publicas a whole doesn't have a problemwithit.
He goeson to order me to conceal it and if I don't he'll call in some on duty cops and they'll have their guns drawn and will take my weapon. I promptly ignore him and continue on mywalk. We are pretty much walkingat the same pace now and after adozen steps or so he notices that I didn't kow-tow to his demand and am still OC'ing. He gives me this incredulouslook andhe asks me if I don'tthink he's serious.
At this point I tell him that I'm sure he's serious, but knowing that I am right he can call anyone he wants. I should have added that if I concealed I would be conceding that he was correct and I can't let him go on believing false information. At this point he pulls out his cell phone and makes a call. Oddly, instead of following me he stops and turns so I can't hear his phone call. I was almost tempted to stick around and see how the phone call went but since there was only one way to exit the path I was on I was sure I would find out what they told him once I got back to street level.
I never did see the cop again but as I was exiting the path some 20 minutes later there were no cops waiting, no guns drawn or lights flashing so I made the connection that the dispatcher (or whoever he called) told him that he was ate up like a soup sandwich.