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. . . this past Saturday and there stands one of the neighboring town's finest next to my car. I nod and unlock the car and he asks for my ID. I ask if there's anything wrong, noticing that two middle-aged women are sitting in the car in front of mine, watching intently.
The LEO says that he got a report about a car with a suspicious item in it, and the car matches the description, and there's a large sword on the front seat. I informed the officer that it's not a sword, but a specific type of Nepalese Khukri called a Malla, and I asked him if there was a statute against posession or transport of an edged weapon. (The Malla was sitting on the passenger seat, partly out of it's sheath - a very loose fit) I still had not provided my ID. He said, no, there's no statute but having such a weapon visible can be a temptation. I agreed, and asked if there was a statute against having it concealed, and he said no. "OK," I said, "I'll keep it covered. 'Preciate the suggestion." He asked what I was doing with such a knife and I replied that some brush needed cut at my family's cemetery plot and the khukri was for cutting down the thick stuff, whereas the string trimmer in the rear cargo area ('86 Volvo 240 wagon) was for the grass and weeds. I held up the bag from the True Value, containing more trimmer string. So he said, "Have a nice day, and better get going before it rains again." I said "You too," and got into my car; he turns and walks to his Crown Vic.
At this point, the woman on the passenger side of the car in front of me gets out and shouts to the LEO, "You're not letting him go, are you?" He shoots me an apologetic look and walks over to the woman as I backed out of the parking lot.
Just another COPS-watching citizen doing her daily good deed for Homeboy Security. Life in the 21st century. Or Germany in the late 1930s, for that matter.
On a brighter note, that Malla is a brush-cutting summonabeech. Nice balance, good compromise between quick handling and "choppability." Sort of a Siru or Gelbu Special with a bit more ass behind it. Two thumbs up!
Noah
The LEO says that he got a report about a car with a suspicious item in it, and the car matches the description, and there's a large sword on the front seat. I informed the officer that it's not a sword, but a specific type of Nepalese Khukri called a Malla, and I asked him if there was a statute against posession or transport of an edged weapon. (The Malla was sitting on the passenger seat, partly out of it's sheath - a very loose fit) I still had not provided my ID. He said, no, there's no statute but having such a weapon visible can be a temptation. I agreed, and asked if there was a statute against having it concealed, and he said no. "OK," I said, "I'll keep it covered. 'Preciate the suggestion." He asked what I was doing with such a knife and I replied that some brush needed cut at my family's cemetery plot and the khukri was for cutting down the thick stuff, whereas the string trimmer in the rear cargo area ('86 Volvo 240 wagon) was for the grass and weeds. I held up the bag from the True Value, containing more trimmer string. So he said, "Have a nice day, and better get going before it rains again." I said "You too," and got into my car; he turns and walks to his Crown Vic.
At this point, the woman on the passenger side of the car in front of me gets out and shouts to the LEO, "You're not letting him go, are you?" He shoots me an apologetic look and walks over to the woman as I backed out of the parking lot.
Just another COPS-watching citizen doing her daily good deed for Homeboy Security. Life in the 21st century. Or Germany in the late 1930s, for that matter.
On a brighter note, that Malla is a brush-cutting summonabeech. Nice balance, good compromise between quick handling and "choppability." Sort of a Siru or Gelbu Special with a bit more ass behind it. Two thumbs up!
Noah
