Amazing examples of the misuse of pace have occured to me countless times just for debating police officers.
During the memorial for the manslaughter of Ian Tomlinson on April the second I had taken a sign from a tube station which said ''you are being watched by CCTV cameras'' and was holding it at the vigil as a message to the violent police. Two burly Met saw this ironic and solemn statement and ripped my poster in half. Protesting this act of sabotague as an unneccesary use of force I was searched as a punishment in public.
During a climate camp in my days when the climate was a bigger issue for me than my personal liberty (although now I have changed my priorities) I was advising newcomers that you did not have to give information to the police. The cops ordered me to get back so from a distance I began projecting my voice at a higher volume so they could hear my information. These cops then publically searched me as a punishment.
Once when I was a bit younger and a bit less wise I was on a night out for a carnival. Me and some freinds were a little drunk but in high spirits. Some misbehaving and clearly troubled youths were trying their best to bait us into a fight because of my hat and hair length. Being the bigger men we refused and sought to have an evening of non violence conducive to our peaceful nature. This was met with derision but we simply left them to it.
Later on we were joking with a policeman (we are into a bit of anarchy, hippy type) about the fact he is obliged to give a preagnant woman his hat if she badly needs a wee. Later one of the youths decided, with no pre knoledge of myself to suggest to the police that I had some sort of illegal beneficial herb on my person. I was subjected to a humilating public search in front of many youths I did not know. The search found nothing and I demanded an apology and the numbers of officers who behaved so unproffesionally. Then six policeman piled on top of me and arrested me for 'drunk and disorderly' Slightly merry I may have been but this certainly was not an agressive mood nor a paticularly unordered one. I felt genuinely wronged and it was the policeman from earlier that initiated the arrest.
I pleaded not guilty in court where a DUTY SOLICITOR came in and began questioning me by surprise so as to make me see what a barrister would be like. Caught completely off guard she asked me about my defense even though I had not even began seriously preparing it. She intimidated me into changing my plea.
The case was thrown out of court because it was ruled that any disorder was nto due to my drunkness but was due to the stress of the search so I was wrongly charged. If I wasn't this lucky then I would have been punished badly.