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Do we live in a dictatorship??? (This story is Faaaked!!)
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| Jayx1 |
I just got this in my email today. I've known amir for years. He's tiny and wouldnt hurt a fly. Probably one of the most soft spoken people ive ever met:
to whom it may concern;
my name is amir ebrahimnia. i am the owner of babylon martini & musique boutique at 553 church street in downtown toronto. we are a well-known, award winning establishment with an international reputation as one of the finest martini bars in north america.
on saturday june 25th of 2005 my family and i were brutally assaulted and humilliated by a handful of city public and peace officers.
my intent with the following story is to get the truth to my patrons and everyone who has shown such support for us. i need to set the record straight. i think it is important for the truth to be told.
here is my full statement on the events leading to my arrest on saturday, june 25th, 2005.
i was at work, behind the third floor bar, when approached by a staff member and told of a confrontation on the first floor. i quickly left my post and ran downstairs to find my father surrounded by 6 or 7 plain-clothed gentlemen and and a woman. the gentlemen were all large, over 6 ft. tall and were, on average, all 300 lbs. each. the woman was about 5'4", small figure, short dark hair. as i approached the gathering and quickly realized my father was being ridiculed and insulted for his accent.
there were two men hassling him and arguing with him, while the others approached me. thats when the argument started. they asked me to close the bar; i asked them why. they stated i was over-crowded. i argued with them on the facts and they did not want to accept my concerns. i agreed to close the bar. they asked me to start up on the 3rd floor and move it down.
i went to the 3rd floor, turned on the lights from behind the bar, i then approached the dj booth and cut the music. i then had to tell my clientele why they were being asked to leave.
i told them, how i had been in business for 11 years. i told them how 9 out of those 11 years we had never had a problem such as the one right now. and i told them this would probably be the last time my business would be open. and with everything happening right now, there would be no way i could afford to open up again. they had destroyed us.
the customers listened and we shook hands. good-byes were said and the room was cleared. i then continued to the second floor where i did the exact same thing. lights, music, goodbyes.
as i was finishing up with the second floor, there were 5 of the mentioned gentlemen observing my actions to inform my costumers of what was actually happening. as i walked by them to head for first floor, one of the officers elbowed me. they started arguing with me again. one of them tried to tell me what a fool i was making of myself, while another gentleman pretended not to understand my accent. in reality, i don't really have an accent – as anyone who knows me is aware. my parents do. another gentleman called me an idiot several times and said how i wouldn't be in this situation if i wasn't an idiot. the back-and-forth insults continued. one officer started pushing me. i told him not to touch me, he asked what i would do about it? another officer continued to call me an idiot as another shoved me. my mother (60 years of age) started to scream "why? "why are you doing this to us??" they told her to shut up as they continued to push and insult me. she came forward to help me and they grabbed her and man-handled her. she fell ill to the ground; i panicked and asked everyone to calm down.
they wouldn't back up.
they reached for my mom, not to help her but to hold her out of the way. my father came up and joined the confrontation.
up until this point, there were no physical contact between any of us and the officers. as a matter of fact, up until this point, no badge was shown by the ladies and gentlemen in question. i made them aware of this fact at this point. that’s when one officer pulled out his badge as he started laughing; "are you happy now? boy, now you’re really ed"
another officer turned to me and said; " i will make it my life-long hard-on to you, my friend," as he chuckled and turned around.
we took my mother downstairs to the first floor and laid her down on the couch. she was having difficulty breathing. i approached two officers by the front door and asked them for help, and to call 911. one chuckled, while the other one gave me a look as if i wasn't speaking her language, and said; " you have a telephone. you dial 911"
i ran behind the bar and dialed 911. i spoke to the 911 operator, gave my name & address and was explaining her condition - when again, the officers entered the property to my twelve o’clock and tried to force my parents out of our property. they went for my mother and that’s when i threw a martini shaker at the wall to my three o’clock, yelling at them to leave us alone. by this point, the bar had been cleared of all customers. there was only myself, my mother, father and 3 bartenders. there was absolutely no reason for them to still be on my property. the bar was shut down. they were not helping an emergency. they were not serving or protecting anyone.
this was their time for sweet payback. all the back-and-forth name-calling upstairs and making them feel small in front of customers. along with the obvious knowledge of dealing with minorities. these officers felt it would be appropriate to attack us.
i was brutally attacked by what seemed to be all of them. they ran behind the bar where i was still on the phone with 911, and as i screamed for help the phone dropped and i was pummelled to the ground. i was continuously punched in the face, kicked in the ribs, and twisted. i thought at first that they wanted to arrest me, so i loosened my arm for them to handcuff.
instead, my arms were stretched out so i would be out of fetal position while i was viciously assaulted. one officer grabbed me by the hair and started smashing my head on the tile floor while another officer was smashing my neck, face, shoulders, and knees with his boot, pounding it down on my face, neck and shoulder.
they said things like," you had to be a ing smartass didn't you." , "we're so gonna you up. oh boy, your gonna wish you were dead when we're through with you."
they kept on saying stop resisting arrest while i wasn't resisting arrest. when i realized they wanted more than to arrest me, is when i tightened up. i really didn't know what to do anymore. i thought somebody was going to die - either my mother on the couch or me getting pummeled by 8 huge 300lbs gorillas who were very much enjoying the festivities. i could feel them enjoying it. i could hear what they were saying. and yes, i do speak & feel in english.
i repeatedly asked them to stop. i told them i wasn't resisting. “please don't hurt me.” i begged them to stop, but they all wanted to get a punch or a kick in.
finally, when it ended, they hand-cuffed me and took me out to the police car waiting outside.
the police car took me off, pulled over on gloucester street, stopped the vehicle and read me my rights. they asked me if i understood; i said yes.
i asked the officers to loosen my cuffs because they were on too tight and were cutting my circulation, they told me the cuffs would come off when we got to the station. we got to the 51 division police station and had to sit and wait for a good 30 minutes for the door to open so the police car could enter the garage bay. the officers driving the vehicle felt sorry for me and loosened the cuffs. to the officers’ observation, my hands were white, cold and clammy.
i entered the station, where i was taken to a room and strip-searched. they made me take off my clothes and turn everything inside out. i was then asked to lift my scrotum and then my leg.
all dressed up again, i was taken to an interview room/cell. i could feel the air conditioner was turned up. i can only assume on purpose.
after 2 hours in holding, i was visited by one of the officers who had assaulted me earlier. he read the charges against me:
1 count; obstruct peace officer C.C. 129(a)
1 count; assault with weapon C.C. 267(a)
1 count; resisting or obstructing public or peace officer C.C. 129(a)
i was asked if i understood. i said yes. he told me i had to appear for finger-printing and picture-taking and to hear the court date.
i was asked to sign several papers. one of which was included that i had refused to make my phone call. being that it wasn't true, i refused to sign this particular form. they did not seem to mind. they had their fun already. it was all back to procedure again for our officers of peace.
i was free to go.
though severely injured, i did not seem to feel the pain till the next day. i went to my parents’ house to check up on my mother. she was still in shock, kept crying and screaming. my father was in no better shape but we were being strong to make sure she's ok. my mother wouldn't say anything. she just kept shaking and crying and cursing this country to hell.
neither one of us has slept in 4 days. we close our eyes and see saturday night. i find myself fighting in bed. cursing and swearing at my imaginary 51 div. officers. i am bruised from head to toe, but that will heal.
what will not heal is being humiliated. being insulted and beaten by the men who patrol not only my place of work, but also my neighborhood of residence.
my father, who is a very well-known and well-respected iranian businessman being treated like a monkey.
one officer in question, the female officer with the short dark hair to be exact, would tell him to stand aside and point to a specific spot for him to stand. he would do so. she then told him not there. there. as they pointed to across the room. he'd go stand there. they'd again point in the opposite direction of the room. not there! here! several times until finally they kicked him in the ass and tossed him out of our own property. they chuckled. they made fun of him. they ridiculed us.
when they got us all out of the property, they took all the bottled liquor and dumped all the bottled beer from the fridges down the sink. they left the fridge doors open . to make sure the fridge compressors would burn out. tables and chairs thrown around. glasses broken on purpose. they ransacked the bar completely making sure it would be impossible to open up. ever.
we have been made examples of. they wanted to show what they could do, the power they hold, and they assumed there would be nothing we could do about it.
the next day, (pride sunday), the pain started to kick in and the swelling became obvious. i was at home, on alexander street, as i found myself having difficulty breathing.
i dialed 911 at noon. the 911 operator asked me the regular questions, address, what was wrong, and how did it happen. i answered her questions and she informed me the ambulance would be here shortly and for me to leave my door open.
by this point i couldn't walk. both my legs and ankles were trampled. nothing broken. just a lot of excruciating pain. my head injuries were worsening, i was nauseous and the vision in my right eye was blurry. going in and out of consciousness. my left shoulder felt dislocated and my right elbow wasn't in much better shape.
i waited and waited for hours. no ambulance. at 2:30pm i received a phone call from a sargeant from 51 division asking me if i called for an ambulance. i told them i had called 911 2 hours ago. she informed me an ambulance could not be sent to me unless accompanied by a 51 division officer escort. i asked her why, she stated because of the nature of my injuries. i told her i needed an ambulance and under the circumstances, i did not want the presence of a 51 division officer. she told me, "no ambulance then?"
i insisted i needed medical help. they refused to send an ambulance with out an officer. yet they wouldn't say they are refusing me. just that it would have to be with an officer. i asked for 52 division; they refused. it had to be 51 division.
i turned her down.
again, i called 911 for the second time at 3:00pm. they sounded scared to send an unaccompanied paramedic team to my location. i had been charged with assaulting a police officer. i was considered dangerous. i asked them several times; "are you refusing me medical attention?" they said no. again i asked for an ambulance but without saying no, again they gave me the run around. "not without a police officer." or "so do you want an ambulance?" over and over again...
"do you want an ambulance?"
"yes i do. but i don't want a 51 div. officer! bring the swat team for all i care! i don't want 51 div. anywhere near me! i want an ambulance!"
"not without 51 div. officer" ; "do you want an ambulance?"
the broken record continued. i dialed 911 five times on sunday, and finally i agreed to the 51 division patrol to accompany the paramedics.
the ambulance arrived at 7:30 pm. there were no officers.
i was taken to st. michaels hospital and examined. nothing broken. lots of shock to my body. visible bruises to my face, ankles, knees, ribs, elbows and shoulder. i had my x-rays taken. the doctor suggested i go right away to the police station and report the assault. he spoke to someone at 52 division and they were expecting me with a forensics officer to photograph the injuries.
i am very happy to say that the way i was treated at 52 division was the difference of night and day from their counterpart peace officers at 51 division. they felt bad for what had happened. the forensics officer whom examined me, felt so bad he apologized for the wrong some police do. he has been a cop for over 25 years and it made him sick to see this kind of behavior. he even joked and said; "no offence, but i couldn't see you beating up anyone."
he's right. i'm 5'6" and weigh 138 lbs.
all said and done. still remains the humiliation.
this is not why we immigrated to your country. this is not why we contributed to your canada. this is not what we left our homelands for.
we are not your slaves. we are not yours to do with as you please. just because someone doesn't speak your language, it doesn't make them a baboon. we did not commit such a crime to be treated like animals. we were over-crowded.
the city of toronto invites millions of people to come celebrate a gay event on a gay street with 4 blocks in length. there are about 20 licensed establishments that have to cater to the invited. the beer gardens close at 11:00pm. and liquor license is extended till 4:00am to only selected establishments. where do you expect the crowd to go after 11:00pm?
why is it, we never see the police or the inspectors all year sometimes, but always on gay pride? how is this not systematic?
while the beer gardens are in operation, there is no business for us. yet the inspectors NEVER show up before 11:30pm. they enjoy giving the crowd half an hour do disperse to the bars before they come in with their sticks.
those are the facts. as ugly as it may be. again, i'd like to thank you all. our costumers were our family and friends. the neighborhood has brought us nothing but the joy we have experienced in the past 11 years. my family and i have learned a lot from the village and it has made us better people.
it was an honor to serve you.
thank you all for taking the time to read this statement. if you'd like to help us, please email the toronto chief of police and the alcohol and gaming commission of ontario with your voice. we need all the help we can get and your voices are stronger than anything else.
there emails are:
chief of police bill blair: [email protected][/email]
alcohol and gaming commission of ontario: [email][email protected]
i wish you all a wonderful canada day. |
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| Pettiscool |
| too long, quick summary pls? |
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| Jayx1 |
the police came in...shut his bar down... beat the crap out of him and his family, trashed the place, then arrested him.
Id read the story... it's shocking |
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| MarkT |
I'm appalled...I've been there many times, though I don't personally know the owners (I do know who they are, his wife or mother is always behind the bar downstairs).
I will send an email requesting more info later tonight as I'm on my way out the door.
If this is indeed true...I suggest emailing it to the major gay publications in the city and you'll see QUITE the response from the community...Fab and Xtra would be a start...other mags like NOW! and Eye would be good too. I'll forward this thread to someone I know who writes for Xtra as well.
I noticed Babylon was closed Sunday night, rather early, given that it was Pride weekend (it was 11pm, I think).
While I have no reason to doubt this story, I'm kind of shocked (and honestly mildly suspicious as to why) it hasn't been reported anywhere that I've seen (?) |
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| oldschool420 |
| i'm in outraged man! who the do these people think they are!!! they have no ing right to even be on that property. Is this what our society is coming to? i am totally writing an email to the police, there is no way i can leave this unheard! these ******s need to be taken down! |
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| MarkT |
^^^ careful...there are usually two sides to every story (if not more!)
while there is no reason to doubt this chain of events...it's hardly productive to start freaking out either. Word should be spread and the public should demand an investigation through appropriate channels. |
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| oldschool420 |
| quote: | Originally posted by MarkT
^^^ careful...there are usually two sides to every story (if not more!)
while there is no reason to doubt this chain of events...it's hardly productive to start freaking out either. Word should be spread and the public should demand an investigation through appropriate channels. |
i agree dude! sorry it just in blows me away that stuff like that is happening in this city. |
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| amb_ |
Babylon has always held a special place in my heart. I'm shocked, disgusted, and saddened to learn such things have happened...
I will do what I can do make sure that this story is heard. |
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| Jayx1 |
I asked amir to go to the media in an email i wrote, here is his reply:
hi jay,
thank you very much for your support. i have contacted the media, but
they
are not touching it. Global actually came down and filmed the bar and
interviewed me. the stoty was to air at 6:00pm on sunday. it never
aired. i
was told after, the producers thought it unwise to air affraid they
would be
sued by the police force.
since then, i have been interviewed by a number of other main stream
media
and its the same story. the reporters want to air, the stations wont.
i have been told by the reporters to hit the internet with the story in
order to force the media to cover it. that is why i have written my
statement.
i appreciate your help and my family and i thank you.
regards
amir
So i hope now people understand why i am always so strong voiced about the disgrace that our country is becoming politically. In many ways we ARE a third world country. ANd dont think the media is free either. They only report what they are allowed to report. Remember the gag order on the gomery inquiry? Well there are many more "private understandings" out there between politicians, the police and the media dont worry. |
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| MarkT |
good...spread the word then. The mainstream media isn't the only method of communication.
I have no doubt in my mind that some media outlets WILL pick it up...if for no other reason that to get the jump on other outlets who would not.
I just emailed a copy of the story to everyone in my outlook address book. if enough people hear about it... |
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| newtotrance |
| This is very horrific and sad to hear that here in Canada our police our resorting to this. Canada is supposed to be the opposite of other countries that have things like this go on. The 51 division police force is a very rough one. They are in the district where I work at a men's shelter on Jarvis St. in Toronto, and they are always giving the men that go in and out of the shelter trouble for things that they did not do. We have had the 51 division come a few times to mock the the men that are at the shelter and we have had to ask them to leave. |
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