Hillary Clinton in Princeton, Indiana.
I do have several photos from the square today. My main problem wasn’t that Hillary Clinton was in my hometown and that it was rather sudden, but, rather, our police officers. Our police, the city and state police from this area were horrible.
Example 1:
There was a truck that was going very slow down the road and one of the cops started blowing his whistle and yelling at him to move. The driver was looking around at everything and may have been trying to find a place to park, but the officer screamed for two whole blocks while the truck slowly drove along.
The problem? The speed limit in that area is only 25 MPH and that’s how fast the truck was moving. What was that officer’s problem?
Example 2:
I was walking around the square taking photos for a couple of hours. There wasn’t much room to get through inside the area with security, so I decided to walk around the perimeter as well as walk over to my friend’s house that was only a couple of blocks away. Now, people were walking around all over the place because they were coming from their homes, so I didn’t think it would be too much of a problem.
As I got to the street across from the police station, one of several officers asked, “What do you need?” I was at the crosswalk, but I had stopped to look both directions, though the street was blocked off to traffic, before crossing. I asked if it would be a problem to cross the road, one of the officers said it was fine and a woman from the secret service smiled and nodded at me. At the same time, another officer yelled, “Stop messing around here,” to me.
Uh, yeah, that wasn’t nice. Sure, it would have been one thing if I had been getting in their way or something, but all the officers were doing was blocking the road that the motorcade was going to be using. On top of that, the officers had their family and friends there on the corner and some of them had been in the police cars waiting to wave and take pictures of Hillary Clinton as soon as she got there. They were not allowing anyone else into that area.
Isn’t that a security flaw in itself? Any one of those friends or family members could have had a gun or a bomb or anything, but they weren’t checked. They weren’t in the secure area, so they didn’t need to be checked by any of the officers.
Honestly, I was surprised that the secret service that had been there the whole time let them get away with that. They just smiled at the officer’s stupidity and looked at them as though thinking, “God, they’re a bunch of hicks.” Personally, I can’t blame them if they thought that, because most of our police force showed only that.








Personally, I liked the little old lady that brought the cardboard cut-out of Bill Clinton. Unfortunately, the image wasn’t great, because everyone decided to move and she dropped the cardboard as I was taking the photo.
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