So I'm collecting different kinds of photos for future posts, but these three have a nice little story. On Saturday, before I headed to the Convention Center for orientation, I was snapping some photos. Cops were everywhere, decked out in armor, three-foot batons, pepper spray, zip ties...the works. So of course I snapped a few shots of them.
They didn't like that. Maybe not used to attention here in Denver. This was the photo that really seemed to piss them off.
So a group of about a dozen cops starts to follow me. When I realized they were hunting me--the most dangerous game--I of course stopped to snap more photos. I'm ornery.
They didn't like that either. Three of them surrounded me (OK, surrounded sounds dire, the girl cop was smiling), asked for credentials, inquired if my congressional ID was REALLY me, jotted down my name, even asked for my birthday.
Think they're gonna send me a gift?
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