The Risks We Take
sinclair
Strip Club Nation
I take in the main floor as I browse my smartphone. Just then, the five-o enter the club: three cops decked out in bulletproof vests scurrying around every corner of the club. I panic as they seem to be heading towards the private room my wingman is banging a stripper in. What do I do? Do I jump in front of the cops and try to stall them? Do I call my friend on his phone, which he probably won't pick up as he is caught in the moment? If he gets caught in the act by the police and arrested for prostitution, he will lose his career, his family, and wear the scarlet letter for the rest of his life. All of those college degrees and years of hard work would've been for nothing. I can see my friend's life disappear as the cops' flashlights illuminate the curtains and corners.
Then as quickly as it happened, it is over. The police regroup and head for the door, not walking into the private area. Maybe they were just surveying the gayngsters and nignogs in the club. Maybe they were looking for drugs. Or maybe they know what goes on in the back and take payment from the club to look the other way.
The Parker Brothers don't know anything about Risk.
Have any of you had close calls or worse in regards to law enforcement getting nosy in strip clubs?
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"I am curious. In all honesty, what happens if the cops really did catch you with your pants down in the club?"
You would most likely get arrested.
2) If I ever hear/read the phrase "park the beef bus in tuna town" I'm going to throw up.
Lol. I agree.
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"In 20+ years I've never seen a cop within a mile of any club"
I have. When the City of Kalamazoo passed an anti-nudity ordinance, the cops regularly stopped in the nude Deja Vu to make sure the club was in compliance. Only lasted for several months though. I guess they found more important things to do.
When took down Rick's and co. in Seattle the only ones they went after were the owners. Customers were interviewed if they left credit card trails, but the only one who was threatened with any legal action, AFAIK, was a medium sized fish/CEO of a local tech startup. They had him for doing OTC with strippers. So how much you have to fear probably depends how big a media prize you would make. (Now, as we all know, we have our very own RICH STUD/JET SET CEO boy RickyBoyDugan here. I'm sure if he ever got caught it would be a NATIONAL SCANDAL, but he does seem quite diligent at covering his tracks so should be OK.)
Nignog?
Any half-way professional police force will only arrest for prostitution if there is an express contract for sex. That's why, when you get a premium dance, you just have to roll the dice and hope you're going to get whatever particular type of nasty you're hoping for, don't ask for specifics. If any sex act associated with a transfer of cash or goods is automatically prostitution, that would would include even the mercy driveway hand job after the nice dinner at Red Lobster.
1. At the now-closed Honey's, in Everett, WA I was in the club one time when three cops came in, looking for a particular suspect they had reason to believe might be in the club at the time. He wasn't, but it interrupted business for a good thirty minutes. Dancers stopped giving dances during that time.
At the now closed Sahara Theatre in Industry, CA (since reopened as Deja Vu), I stopped counting after twenty cops came in. That was just to take away a dancer who had flipped out on drugs. She was conscious and could have cooperated, but didn't and wouldn't even get dressed, so the cops carried her out of the club, nude, into a waiting abulance. Most customers walked out during that scene.
3. I've also been in clubs when I was told undercover cops were in. Not easy to take.
Bang away all you want, just be sure you keep an eye on your surroundings. And keep your pants high enough for a quick recovery.
In early March on my first visit to Players I saw a cop come into Players in uniform around 11 pm and later come back around midnight in street clothes when the bartender introduced me to him. He already had a beer so I thanked him for his years of service and went back to get some more dances from the ladies.
Now if the customer is actually found with their pants down then a citation for Public Indecency might be possible depending on local laws and the physical layout of the club, but it is likely a long shot. In my state it requires a situation where there is not an expectation of privacy, somebody else who sees it, and that the somebody is offended.
There is also the possibility of violations of local business ordinances or liquor license rules. Again the target is the club, not the customers.
Per the Urban Dictionary...
Nig Nog
This phrase has absolutely _no_ racial dimension, despite appearances. It is a Northern British (e.g. Yorkshire) term referring to a silly person. It does not derive from nigger and should not be considered racist at all.
In walks a patrol from the Mexican army obviously looking for somebody. The place went from loud and rowdy to pin drop silent within about ten seconds. Cut the tension with a knife. They left after about 5 minutes later without incident. Rowdiness resumed soon after.
Not sure if they were recruiting or what.
OT but thought I'd share.
I always wondered what the female deputy who was moaning online in a moaning game looked like. That was when chat groups identified themselves by who they were, one group was off duty law enforcement I thought at least, another group was a group of hackers, other groups were as labeled. Some were good hackers, some were bad hackers. At least there aren't any police calling our house asking to speak to my brother. They wanted to get him for no good reason. Small town police can act like they know who are the troublemakers if one or two old ladies keep calling and complaining. Some people get upset at noisy cars. My brother knew they were calling the police and would purposely rev his engine every time he drove by someone's house. They would call and complain about everything.