Justice is something you won’t find associated with government.
“Wilson” was accused by a guy he knew of being involved with the guy’s wife. The guy came to Wilson’s house carrying a shotgun and yelling threats. Wilson met him at the door with his revolver held down at his side. A nice Dan Wesson revolver that he really liked. Seeing Wilson’s gun, the other guy decided to just yell at him for a bit, then walked back to his vehicle. But as he left he fired a shot from his shotgun into the air.
Someone, either the shooter himself or a “concerned neighbor”, soon called the cops about the “shot fired”.
An hour or so later, the cops showed up at Wilson’s door, arrested him and stole his revolver. They didn’t care about the fact that Wilson wasn’t the one who fired the shot– they didn’t want to hear it. They never checked up on the other guy. They had “the perp”.
Fortunately for Wilson, the jury didn’t buy it. They found him not guilty.
So Wilson asked for the return of his revolver. He was told he would have to file paperwork to get it back. He jumped through all their flaming hoops, and waited. And waited. And kept asking. And waiting.
A year or more later he was finally told his gun had “disappeared”, so “too bad”. He was told there was nothing he could do. The state wasn’t responsible for replacing (or paying for) the revolver.
Wilson was pretty sure who had taken his firearm. The prosecuting attorney had made comments which suggested he liked the gun and wanted one like it. Sure, this is circumstantial, but obviously the guy was crooked or he wouldn’t have been a prosecuting attorney in the first place. Later he became the district attorney (or something like that over that whole quarter of the state). I still remember the guy’s name because of the hatred Wilson felt– and expressed– for him. I shared his opinion.