Utah Cops Act Weird With Lesbians; Reasons Unclear; Department Investigating; Nothing Will Happen

I'm covering this just to lighten the mood a little.  Because the girls were right to make a complaint.  Whatever these two weirdos were up to, nothing good would have come of it. 

KSL TV5:

"Clinton police launch internal investigation after women report ‘concerning’ officer encounter"

First point, they were correct to report this sketchy behavior. 

The first thing I did was look it up on a map.  The spot where Jannie Ligons got raped by a cop back in 2014 was really terrifying at that hour of the morning, very remote.  Nobody would have heard her screaming. 

That was not the case here, it doesn't seem like.  Roy, Utah is a very suburban-looking area with lots of homes.  I'm not sure how far they drove from the initial encounter.  These women weren't in the same kind of danger as Ligons.  But it was still very odd.

"ROY — Two women are recounting an interaction with a Clinton police officer during a traffic stop in Roy that left them concerned. The department is now launching an investigation to see if what the officer did violated policy.The women said they were pulled over in Roy by the Triple Stop, but their worries started well before they saw flashing lights in the rear-view mirror.
In a day and age when you can’t be too cautious, Tailor Butterfield explained how she quickly grew suspicious of a plain, white SUV that started following her Tuesday night as she and her girlfriend Virginia Jensen drove home in West Haven.
The two said the vehicle pulled up to a four-way stop at the same time as them and had the right-of-way. The women waited for the other vehicle to go, they said, and when it didn’t, they went instead.
That SUV then turned behind them, and Butterfield described how as they got closer to her home, the vehicle was specifically staying behind them.

Butterfield, who was driving Jensen’s car, said they drove past their house because they were nervous to pull into the driveway, not knowing the intent of the person behind them. They turned around in their cul-de-sac and started driving the other way.
Home surveillance from Butterfield’s home shows the white SUV stopped on the side of the road, then suddenly flipping a quick U-turn to keep following the women.
“As soon as he turned around and followed us, we were like, ‘OK… He’s following us. We need help,'” Butterfield recounted.
Jensen said they began to drive toward the Roy police station a couple of miles away.
“I was like, at what point do we like, call 911?” she questioned.
As the two approached the Roy Triple Stop near South 3500 West and West 4800 South, a hidden light bar in the SUV’s windshield lit up. Butterfield pulled over but only grew more scared.
Butterfield said two men got out of the unmarked SUV, but one man stayed behind Jensen’s car. The other approached the driverside window, flashing a flashlight, Butterfield said, and hitting her face with the light.
“He tells me to put my hands on the steering wheel. And then he tells Virginia to put hers on the dash,” Butterfield said.
She said the officer was dressed in all black, and not in a traditional uniform.
“He was in like full SWAT gear, like with like helmet, goggles, flashlight and with like headphones,” she described.
He asked them both for their driver’s licenses and as he went back to his SUV, the women started wondering why they were pulled over.
When he walked back up, they said he told them that Jensen’s license plate frame was partially covering the plate and it was hard to read.
“He said I was crossing a line when I was turning left,” Butterfield said, of what else he told her.

“We rolled past the stop line before completing our stop at a stop sign,” Jensen said, of the third minor traffic law the officer told them they violated.
“Like, it just seemed like nitpicky reasons,” Butterfield thought.
The officer let the women go, but they worried the two men were impersonating police and weren’t really law enforcement.

“I didn’t see any markings that he was like a police officer or like a cop, nothing,” Butterfield said. “And so, I just became really suspicious.” [emphasis added]

The suspicions grew after the response they got when they went to Roy police the next day, where the department confirmed the main officer on the stop wasn’t one of theirs." [emphasis added]

Okay, look.  The next day is too late to find out they're fake cops, after you've put your hands on the dash and handed them your licenses.  I'm just saying.  You need real identification in that scenario. 

With two women in the car, one of them should already have been on the phone to 911 about the weirdos who pulled the U-turn on them, as soon as they started pulling them over.  I'm not victim-shaming, just giving you the "true crime for survivors," the after-incident review so we can get better outcomes for everybody next time.

"“He seemed really concerned, like all of this is just so weird,” Jensen said, of the officer at the department.

It turned out it was a Clinton officer, and the department said in a release it launched an internal investigation after receiving a formal complaint. Butterfield said her father made the complaint.
“The investigation will scrutinize the specifics of the traffic stop, including the adherence to department policies and protocols, and determine if any conduct or procedural violations occurred,” the release stated.
The statement went on to say that cross-jurisdictional enforcement is “not routine,” but that the department “maintains strong relationships with neighboring departments.”"

Right.  So here's my public-safety veteran $0.02.  I never worked law enforcement.  But I did work both fire and paramedic.  And we did this "strong relationships with neighboring departments" that he mentions.  We called it "mutual aid," which means picking up calls for neighboring counties as needed, overflow in logical areas. 

I also noticed that the police had like six different ways to work SWAT that I had known nothing about as a civilian citizen.  Some opportunities existed to attend those as a medic.  I saw that there were certain subgroups, cliques and subcultures that were heavily into spending tax money on toys, wearing batman belts, and being super gung-ho in general. 

So I'm looking at that situation in Roy, Utah, those little suburban homes around that Quick Stop or whatever.  And here's my theory of the case.   ALLEGEDLY.

I'm guessing that two of the more gung-ho type yokels, who happen to be buddies, were hanging out in costume speculating on which of their coworkers were gay, because they had too much time and money on their hands.  I was amazed how many of my fire/paramedic coworkers spent their entire downtimes doing that. 

When they saw the Hannah Gadsby fans pull up, instead of proceeding, they decided to follow them.  You know why?  Because they're strapped up for MS-13, but they'll settle for antifa LOL  They're bored and overfunded as fuck in Roy, Utah.  That's why.  Power-tripping bullies who have all this equipment they've never had a chance to use.  That's why.

"The department declined to interview with KSL TV but explained in the statement that the officer was in full tactical gear on the “routine traffic stop” because of an assignment on the U.S. Marshals Violent Felony Apprehension Strike Team.

Even so, the couple feels the officer didn’t properly explain who he was and why he stopped them. They also plan to file formal complaints with the department."

The US Marshals Violent Felony Apprehension Strike Team?  LOL  Sure.

No, in real life he needs to identify what agency is pulling you over, who he's representing on the stop and why.  That's the first thing, first order of business on his part.

I once got pulled over on a thing called Oatman Highway after dark.  That's out in the desert between Needles, California and Kingman, Arizona.  I was there by mistake and had no idea what a bad place it was to be.  I was so exhausted.  But I only needed to go another 13 miles.

There wasn't a light or sign of humanity anywhere in sight once I left that gas station and got onto Oatman Highway.  After about three miles someone got behind me.  It's a 35-mph highway, and that never got better. 

In fact it got worse; extreme dips, curves, giant rocks in the road.  Not a single light except from my vehicle. And this person getting really close behind me.  There was no way to turn around.  It was like stunt driving, every bit as stressful as driving emergency traffic with someone dying in the back in rush hour.

Who was this person that had fallen in behind me?  And why were they crawling up my ass in the middle of nowhere?  Was I being driven into an ambush?  As soon as I saw the opportunity, I jumped off to the right.

He immediately put the light bar and followed me.

He also lit up a flood light that lit up his vehicle.  Then I could see, for the first time, the markings of a proper law enforcement agency.  He was in a uniform.  He did not appear to be drunk or insane.  He wasn't Walter White and Jesse Pinkman stealing my moving van.

If you've read this blog at all, you'll know that me realizing he's a real policeman doesn't convince me I'm not about to get raped, murdered, and robbed of all of my belongings out in the desert.  I understand that the person with all of the guns gets to do whatever the fuck they want out on Oatman Highway.

He explained that Oatman Highway is a major drug and human trafficking corridor.  So he can't just let a shiny Penske moving van roll through there without checking it out.  And that made perfect sense to me.  In that very moment I knew I wasn't getting Holtzclawed.

But right up until then?  I didn't.  I just didn't have any other move other than calling the person I was meeting on the phone, which I had already done.  Just tell people what's happening and where.  I couldn't turn around and go back to civilization.

So that situation could have been really, really bad.  But it wasn't.  In my case, that officer would have been remiss in his duties to not sniff me up.  I shouldn't have been there.  I might have gotten killed had he not escorted me back to I-40.  At one point he said, "You wouldn't want to be out here in bad weather."  I said, "I don't want to be here now," do I need the agita?

I had no way of knowing that he was creeping up on me to try to call in my plates.  And it took him so long to do that, even after he had me stopped.  We sat out there for almost 45 minutes until he could confirm the van wasn't stolen.

Good for these women, good for her father for making the complaint.  Mutual aid, police from two different agencies working together, is based on need.  They don't cross jurisdictions for piddly shit like this.  We would cross county lines when they were too swamped and vice versa.  This is nonsense and they know it.  Federal Marshal Violent My Ass.

And yet nothing will be done, because this is a sign of severe bloat and rot that starts at the head and goes down, involving both agencies where both of these dorks work.