George Becker review: unethical behaviour

Flemington, New Jersey is just like any small transient town in this state; it's blue collar, we all go to the local high school football games and the only real

restaurants are the franchise types. One thing unique to this part of NJ is a seedy underground of crooked cops who victimize the townspeople, specifically single

women with children. Cops pull them over regularly, victimize them and their kids, harass them, stalk them and it's altogether strange and damaging to say the least.

The ring leader of this activity for years has been (now retired) police chief George Becker he is by far the most despicable, perverted, demon of a man. Absolutely

the most crooked of the crooked and harassing cops, he was always the central figure in my nightmares after one particular incident. This is the first time I've ever

told this story. I've been embarrassed to tell anyone of my victimization at the molesting hands of George Becker . All my life, now that I'm 18 I want to tell my

story in hopes that others will read it, share it and finally, once and for all bring this evil man to justice.

When I was about 13 I was in the car with my mom, she had just picked me up from school and it was my birthday so we were going to pick up my cake for a small party we

were having with my grandparents later that evening. We were completely broke and I literally have no idea how my mother could even afford to pay the meezly $15 for my

birthday cake. Out of nowhere, there was a cop tailgating us. Before the lights even started flashing my mother pulled over. This cop, who turned out to be police

chief George Becker stormed out of his car immediately. “Open your door!, Get the F### out of the car you blonde w###!” He literally drug my petite 90 pound mother

out of the car and both knees of her jeans were shredded from the blacktop as he drug her to the back of the car. I was in shock! I couldn't move. I was literally

paralyzed with fear. “Are you on drugs?!” he shouted, “N, n, no sir!” My mother exclaimed through her tears. He began to frisk her, by this time he had drug her to the

passenger side of the outside of our car and I saw him reach inside the front of her pants and the back with both hands, pausing and groping. My mother was balling. I

didn't realize this at the time but, isn't this rape? After finding nothing he yelled, “get back in the car you F###ing w###!” Then he started barreling over to my

side and he yanked the car door open, grabbed me by the hair and slammed me up against the side of the car. I was slammed with such thrust that it split my forehead

and I was literally bleeding. “How about you, you little F###!? Got any drugs?” As he said this he put his hands down the front of my pants (please keep in mind, I'm

13), he grabbed my testicles and, well everything else down there and he paused, this turned into an extended grope. Now as an adult I know the difference between a

child predator molesting and a legitimate search.

Listen, at this point in my life, I'm ready to do anything to see police chief George Becker brought to justice. Because of how crooked this police department is, the

only way to force them to do anything is by posting our stories online and forcing them to investigate. I'm angry, no I'm not angry, I'm pissed off. Guys I'm begging

you to share this post on every forum you can find, on twitter, Facebook, everywhere! Thank you for listening.

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