Okay Robert, I'm pretty clear on the concept of selective enforcement and "equal treatment under the law". I too believe that laws and rules should apply to everyone and be enforced fairly. If you take the time to read my response to your latest adventure you may note that I did not say anything about "having no problem with selective enforcement". I only questioned whether you and your associates were "attacked" by the police or whether you were merely asked to move your table. Your response, consistent with your disassociated alternative reality, was that this interaction was an "attack" on you and your associate's constitutional rights. Robert, do you truly believe that an "ordinary" person would interpret your original statement as anything but an "attack" on your person(s)? I also asked you how far away the table the police were using on Monday, October 28, was from the entrance of Marini's. You did not respond to this query. The point of this question was to get a sense of how you and your crew knew that you were "at exactly the same spot" where the SCPD had their table and how much inconvenience you may have experienced after you were asked to move your table. "Inconvenience" Robert, not an "attack" on your civil liberties. Clear on that concept, pal? If the officers you mentioned set the table up too close to the door to Marini's in the first place I'm sure that in the future they will try to do a better job of abiding by the municipal code. It is also your usual paranoid delusional nonsense to assert repeatedly that the officers in question deliberately violated the municipal code because they believe that they are entitled to because they are police officers and "above the law". Also, you and your fellow travellers were still assholes for spoiling the interaction between the kids, their parents and the officer. God knows, you will find or create other opportunities for your peculiar and bizarre proclivities.

Further, you continue to make references concerning who our city police serve. Really, Robert, in the world that most of the citizens of this city perceive, exist and function in, they work for all of us and do their best to serve all. You have made it abundantly clear that in the "World of Robert and his Wacky Friends" this type of relationship does not exist. Fine, you are entitled to your fantasies. However, Robert, do you honestly believe that "ordinary" people share you and your associates aberrations about a "war" being waged downtown by the city police against the poor at the direction of city merchants and others? Please.

Finally, in the third paragraph of your latest you state that "The amount of allowable sidewalk space for ordinary people has dropped to less than 5% of the sidewalk". I just took a little tour of the downtown this afternoon and came to the conclusion that the downtown I live, work and play in exists somewhere outside of you and your breathren's space time continuum. The downtown I interacted with was busy, vibrant and interesting. More importantly, I walked from one end of the mall to the other passing hundreds and hundreds of other presumably "ordinary persons" and never left the sidewalk! Now, Robert, according to your recent statement, less than 5% of the sidewalk is available to me and other "ordinary people". How in the name of the chalking gods could this be? Clearly, there is not enough physical space for all of us to occupy at the same time, let alone walk around on, with only 5% of the "allowable sidewalk" remaining for "ordinary people". I initially had a problem resolving this paradox but soon realized that one solution may be who is an "ordinary person". I believe that I'm an "ordinary person" and I believe that I live, work and play with folks who, for the most part, are "ordinary". That's when it occurred to me that you guys must live in some kind of wierd surreal parallel universe.

Finally, Robert, on my journey today I only saw two groups of young people wearing boots. The police I saw and spoke with were only wearing shoes. So much for the "click of police boots on the street". Also, I have no personal rancor toward you Robert. Rancor involves a degree of resentment. I don't resent you. I actually pity you. Take care, watch out for the "ordinaries" in your world and try to lighten up a little bit. I fear you might wake up some day and find yourself writing on the sidewalk with your own feces instead of chalk and I betcha that wouldn't be too popular, even in your world.