Perjury
before the judge
On
Thursday evening April 19, 1990 I saw a fleet of police vehicles parked outside
the house where I rented a room on Main Street in Toronto.
From a phone booth I called my own number out of curiosity. An unknown male picks up the phone and starts speaking with a poorly imitated Pakistani accent. He mentions my own name and claims to be a friend of mine. Then he urges me to come by to pick up “stuff” (drugs), which apparently I am supposed to have prepared there to be picked up.
Hearing
that, I decided not to go back to my room that evening. Later on two of my
friends mentioned that they experienced the same unknown man answering my phone
telling them to pick up drugs.
Raiding
indiscriminately a boarding house
It
turned out that a friend of one of my neighbors, whom I didn't know at the time
had been arrested for trafficking heroine.
Instead of correctly searching the single room, for which they had obtained their warrant, they ransacked every room in the boarding house where I lived, thereby subduing an innocent tenant who happened to be there.
Instead of correctly searching the single room, for which they had obtained their warrant, they ransacked every room in the boarding house where I lived, thereby subduing an innocent tenant who happened to be there.
The
foreign tenant was too traumatized and timid to file a complaint.
Alcoholic, drunken judge Murphy of Toronto’s court dismissed a motion to declare the search of the non suspect homes as illegal.