Monthly Archives: November 2015

Are You a Bad Billy?

There are a lot of Bad Billy’s in the world. Some are down right intentional and some really don’t know that they are bad…Do you stop in the local watering hole for a couple of beers with your buds on the way home from work? Sounds harmless right? Nope, you are a Bad Billy. Tag light out gets you pulled over on the way home from the watering hole and of course you answer, yea I had a couple of beers. Step out of the car sir and the rest is a well rehearsed dance of sobriety tests and breathalyzers. Just .08 is all it takes, 2.5 beers for most of us and you are calling your Bail Bondsman to come and post your bail. You have been a bad boy Billy. It’s classic, some guy passes you on the right pulls in front of you and slams on his breaks. You can’t believe it but he is actually flipping you off in his rear view mirror. You don’t know exactly what it was that you did but you don’t take that crap from anybody so you send the same love signal to him and just when it appears that he is challenging you to pull over..he moves to the shoulder while you blow your horn and flip him the bird, See ya! incident over right? Not quite. Just before your exit on 95 you notice the blue lights of a trooper behind you with yet another invitation to pull it over on the shoulder and this time you accept. It seems someone called in your tag number as the person who brandished a firearm and caused them to evade by pulling off on to the shoulder of Interstate 95. “I just flipped him the bird”, he is the one who slammed on his brakes and tried to get me to pull over and…”do you have a firearm”? the trooper asks. “Well yes I do and here is my concealed weapons permit” and just when the trooper is ordering you to step out of the vehicle it dawns on you. It is your word against his, he lucked out because like many of us you have a concealed weapons permit. The magistrate may look at that little fact and find probable cause. That’s right you are a Bad Billy, under arrest for brandishing a firearm. I post Bail for a lot of Bad Billys. Let’s just love each other and be quick to forgive. If you can’t seem to manage that, save my number in your phone…I’ll be there.

But That’s My Medication…

You have seen them before, little plastic boxes with the days of the week stamped on the compartments, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, you know we put our pills in there so we can organize our medication. Or if you’re a guy you just slip a couple of prescribed vicoden into your pocket in case your tooth starts to bother you. Last night I helped a fellow get out of jail for possession of Drugs/Schedule 1 or 2 because his pain medication fell out of his wallet when he was producing his license for a traffic stop. Oh yea he’ll probably produce his prescription at his trial and his charges will be dismissed but he still went to jail, have at least 2 court dates and have the arrest: not conviction,  on his criminal history.

Calling a bail bondsman and paying the $100.00 will seem like a sweet dream compared to what comes next.

He was placed on pretrial supervision, it is kind of like pre-conviction probation. It sort of flies in the face of the presumption of innocence and is arguably one of the driving factors in the alarming and unprecedented and ever-increasing incarceration rate in America.

Pretrial service agencies started out as what seemed like a great and noble idea. In 1961, Russian born philanthropist Louis Schweitzer and magazine editor Herb Sturz (Open Society Institute) saw an opportunity through then Attorney General, Bobby Kennedy to alter the bail system in New York City. It appeared that many inmates of color were being held on bonds they could not or would not pay. We in the Bail Community know that very few people stay in jail because of money…they typically have burned every bridge they’ve crossed and no family member is willing to indemnify them. One of the huge problems with pretrial service agencies is the removal of family influence on the offender. To five you an idea of the toll the pretrial services act of 1982 has taken on America. In 1982 there were 139 people per 100,000 incarcerated in the U.S. As of 2009 there were 754 per 100,000…. More on this later.

In the end, these cases usually come down to a scenario that looks like this: Plead guilty to a felony and you will serve no jail time, 3 years probation, fines community service and a drug class. Plead guilty to a misdemeanor and get 1 year in jail,(misdemeanor time in Virginia is served at 50% so 6 months in jail) How this common practice in pretrial negotiations benefits the State or society is a mystery…Stay tuned to 101 ways to get arrested on the internet!

What Did Bad Billy Do Now

It all sounded innocent enough, Bad Billy’s friend called him up and asked him if he wanted to make some extra money. It’s Saturday morning and that is just what the doctor ordered. Billy’s friend told him that his friend’s Grandpa had a bunch of junk on his farm that he wanted removed. “We can take it to the dump or we can take it to the scrap yard and keep all the money we make from cashing in the scrap metal”. Bad Billy  was all in! So Bad Billy meets up with his friend and they drive to the farm, roll down the driveway, pull up to the barn and get to work.

Old tractor rakes, plows, metal buildings that have fallen down, old engines, engine parts, rolls of electrical wire…you get the picture. $745.00 in cash for one hard days work feels pretty good right? Here is the problem: There is no “Grandfather” just a guy that suckered poor Billy into helping him take scrap metal off a property he had no right to be on. Bad Billy  was charged with 12 counts of  grand larceny, obtaining money under false pretense and conspiracy to commit larceny.  Bad Billy Bail Bonds posted a $1500.00 bond for Billy and you can best believe that the Commonwealth Attorney is not going to be buying the “I was just trying to help out my friend and make a little money” story. As a matter of fact it is quite possible that during the full day of loading “scrap” metal you might have sensed that something wasn’t quite right about the whole scene. Later,  when you are sitting in the back of a cop car, you would be sure of it.


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