During the summer of 2002, my girlfriend and I drove from NYC to
Philadelphia for the weekend to see Judas ****ing Priest at the
Electric Factory. This was when they had Tim (Ripper) Owens as the
lead singer. We waited on line with tickets in hand, for the
inevitable ****ing goon to search us for whatever.
My drug-of-choice, and really the only drug of my life, is crack
cocaine. My comedown drugs were (and still are) Xanax and (on
occasion) snorted dope. I hadn't smoked in over three weeks. At the
time, I always bought rock; I didn't cook it up and I never snorted
powder. Therefore, I didn't use powder. The last time I smoked, I was
without any dope. It was months since the last time I had. My jeans
were laundered and I would never carry anything with my girlfriend
around (she'd kill me). There was no way I could have had a sealed bag
containing powder on me.
It was now my turn to be searched. I approached the 6'5" goon and
raised my arms. He frisked me from my shoulders to my waist, and then
exclaimed "What's this!" as he pulled his fingers out of my right
jeans pocket. It was a bag alright, but I was stunned as to how it
could have gotten there. For the moment, I was so shaken I could
hardly move. The goon then reprimanded and lectured me on the club's
"no drugs" rule and then paused for a moment. While I knew this was
all bull****, my worst fear was knowing for sure that I would have my
tickets taken away, miss the concert, and driven 300 or so miles for
nothing. And then, astoni****ngly .....
"Go ahead in" he said as he let me pass through the entrance and into
the Electric Factory. Obviously, he was in on it. He was either
hustling drugs himself or some undercover law enforcement, waiting for
me to make the next move. You see, it no doubt had to be a ****ing set
up. Because if it wasn't, I would never have never been allowed to
enter the premises. A spectator caught with a bag of heroin or cocaine
and still be allowed admission? I don't think so.
After entering and calming down, I checked to make sure I still had my
wallet. Distracting the unpretentious victim is a frequent method used
by pick-pocketing teams. That I know for a fact. I come from Brooklyn.
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