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FRAMED

SHE WAS THE PTA MOM EVERYONE KNEW. WHO WOULD WANT TO HARM HER?

The cop wanted her car keys. Kelli Peters handed them over. She told herself she had nothing to fear, that all he’d find inside her PT Cruiser was beach sand, dog hair, maybe one of her daughter’s toys.

They were outside Plaza Vista School in Irvine, where she had watched her daughter go from kindergarten to fifth grade, where any minute now the girl would be getting out of class to look for her. Parents had entrusted their own kids to Peters for years; she was the school’s PTA president and the heart of its after-school program.

Now she watched as her ruin seemed to unfold before her. Watched as the cop emerged from her car holding a Ziploc bag of marijuana, 17 grams worth, plus a ceramic pot pipe, plus two smaller EZY Dose Pill Pouch baggies, one with 11 Percocet pills, another with 29 Vicodin. It was enough to send her to jail, and more than enough to destroy her name.

Her legs buckled and she was on her knees, shaking violently and sobbing and insisting the drugs were not hers.

The cop, a 22-year veteran, had found drugs on many people, in many settings. When caught, they always lied.

http://www.latimes.com/projects/la-me-framed/#chapter1

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I read the whole thing...WOW.

Personally, and sadly, i know of a case almost that bad in Florence a few decades ago.

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I've spent a lot of time in Irvine on business during the early 1980's.  It's a very strange place with lots of people that are some combination of rich - or at least status obsessed - and psychotic.   

I remember pulling up to a 4-way stop sign in Irvine and the other three cars at the intersection were a Ferrari, Rolls Royce and a Porsche Turbo Carerra.  

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7 hours ago, homersapien said:

I've spent a lot of time in Irvine on business during the early 1980's.  It's a very strange place with lots of people that are some combination of rich - or at least status obsessed - and psychotic.   

I remember pulling up to a 4-way stop sign in Irvine and the other three cars at the intersection were a Ferrari, Rolls Royce and a Porsche Turbo Carerra.  

Too rich for our little bumpkin blood. Most I've ever seen at an intersection down here is a Maserati, a Jag and a BMW :D

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