Bang.

I had a rifle pointed at me from eight feet away by a member of the Denver Police today. They were after someone that lives in the same studios I lived in. They asked if I was him. I said, "No."

They told me to step forward and they patted me down. Uncomfortable silence for a few seconds, then yelling from downstairs. The guy they were looking for was home and they just caught him. Arrested with three felony charges - all of which had to do with incidents he allegedly did in his studio.

You think you know someone.

I'm not sure who is at fault for having a high powered rifle pointed at me - the guy downstairs whom may or may not be guilty of some very serious charges, or the a Police officer's decision of such excessive force to apprehend one man. Twelve police officers were present that day - some in riot gear, others inspectors. On the roof. Staking out across the street. Guarding the front and back doors. I have a new definition for, "violation of personal space"

For one man.