Creating one email to insure an order of protection will be placed on you is not that easy. It has to be a detailed step by step run down of what you would like to do. Involving the elderly will improve chances the judge will issue it against you. However, if you really want to see your name after the word defendant, make sure the plaintiff writes fiction well.
With an OOP, they are going to arrest you first, ask questions later. Which will probably stop most from contacting the plaintiff for the next year. You do not want to spend the night sleeping on urine saturated cement, digesting a dry bologna sandwich and peanuts, with twenty other happy souls and one toilet . If you are lucky enough to live in Sheriff Joe Arpaio’s county, you will get to enjoy your meal in a 120 degree sweat filled tent wearing pink. I do enjoy being outside, feeling the morning sun on my face, and I look good in pink. However, I learned years ago that, I, in fact, do not like Joey’s bologna sandwiches.
You have to be careful, especially if you are not certain who is involved in wanting you to meet the sheriff. Situations will be created, enabling constant contact with the authorities. While this can be stressful at first, most cops are understanding of the situation. They have even heard the F-Bomb dropped once or twice, and probably will not freak out much if you slip. If they ask strange questions, remember they were probably told a story, so just answer the best you can. Once enough police reports are written documenting you are not crazy, but the plaintiff may have some issues, the questions fade.
If you ask for a hearing, and it results in anything other than dismissed, Brady will apply. Which means you are on the “Fed’s Gun Blacklist” for the next year. You probably want to re-frame from having a gun within your reach. Notice, I said “a” gun, it does not have to be one acquired for yourself. If you know it is around, according to Mr. Brady, it becomes yours. You might ponder that idea into clarity, over the next five years in the Federal Pen, if it confuses you now.
I one hundred percent believe in the second amendment, and in Arizona’s gun laws. If a criminal wants a gun, they are going to get one. Or five AK-47‘s with a thousand rounds, if that is their desire. Regardless of the law, Mr. “What You Need”, is always standing on the corner, like a Walmart greeter to the black market. Supply will never disappear as long as there is a demand. Until society does a 180 and someone figures out why we shoot each other, I demand the right to defend myself.
Which brings me to the bullet proof paper that has me listed as a defendant. The creative writer of fiction, the plaintiff, is quoted as saying, ” I have no doubt, she would use a gun if she had one.” I did have one, when I sent my OOP granting email, a nice Smith and Wesson 45 with a hair trigger. The hollow point ammunition that filled the two clips may have even been illegal, I do not really know. I can promise there is not a lot that would stop one of them once the trigger was pulled. Certainly not a piece of paper.
I do respect the order, and the gun sold with me never breaking the Brady Law. My beautiful Smith and Wesson will be replaced one day. When it is, I will still continue to fight my battles with words, maybe even a F-bomb or two. That being said, come at me with an intention to physically harm my family, it is a guarantee, I will use my right to replace F-Bombs with hollow points.