Complaint Review: Tuba City Police - Tuba City Arizona

I have never been a Police Chief anywhere. I have never even told anyone that I am a Police Chief anywhere. The person that filed this report is an Ex-Friend of mine named Jody David Ahrens. I recently applied for a job that i did not get because of these false reports filed with my name because Jody thought it was funny. He also files fake reports against HACLA, The Housing Authority of the City of Los Angeles among many others.

I was in this very IHOP last night and it is very interesting that when I asked the manager about this incident, he refused to comment on the advice of the IHOP Legal Department. IS some sort of lawsuit coming down on this? Just for kicks, I went over to Tuba City looking for this cop named James Browne. Guess what? There IS NO CHIEF named James Browne, but there is a Parking Enforcement Person by the same name. I drove around until I found him. Yes people, he is as big as a house. I have no idea how he was able to cram his body into that Cushman Cart. From what I can gather, the incident is real except that the chief of police isnt really the chief. Just wanted people to know.

I was in this very IHOP last night and it is very interesting that when I asked the manager about this incident, he refused to comment on the advice of the IHOP Legal Department. IS some sort of lawsuit coming down on this? Just for kicks, I went over to Tuba City looking for this cop named James Browne. Guess what? There IS NO CHIEF named James Browne, but there is a Parking Enforcement Person by the same name. I drove around until I found him. Yes people, he is as big as a house. I have no idea how he was able to cram his body into that Cushman Cart. From what I can gather, the incident is real except that the chief of police isnt really the chief. Just wanted people to know.

I was in this very IHOP last night and it is very interesting that when I asked the manager about this incident, he refused to comment on the advice of the IHOP Legal Department. IS some sort of lawsuit coming down on this? Just for kicks, I went over to Tuba City looking for this cop named James Browne. Guess what? There IS NO CHIEF named James Browne, but there is a Parking Enforcement Person by the same name. I drove around until I found him. Yes people, he is as big as a house. I have no idea how he was able to cram his body into that Cushman Cart. From what I can gather, the incident is real except that the chief of police isnt really the chief. Just wanted people to know.

I was in this very IHOP last night and it is very interesting that when I asked the manager about this incident, he refused to comment on the advice of the IHOP Legal Department. IS some sort of lawsuit coming down on this? Just for kicks, I went over to Tuba City looking for this cop named James Browne. Guess what? There IS NO CHIEF named James Browne, but there is a Parking Enforcement Person by the same name. I drove around until I found him. Yes people, he is as big as a house. I have no idea how he was able to cram his body into that Cushman Cart. From what I can gather, the incident is real except that the chief of police isnt really the chief. Just wanted people to know.

I was in IHOP when you came in with that rat you call a dog. I'm the guy in the back reading Guns and Ammo. You remember me now? I didn't think it was good taste to kiss "Puddles" on the lips while I was eating. How dare you come into MY restaurant and act the way you did. I told the Manager, Robbert Tommie, that he should tell you to stop hanging out in the IHOP. He told me that he really couldn't ask you to leave because he said you were friendly with him while you two were locked up together at Camarillo State Hopital. I have a question for you "Stanley", if that is your real name, why haven't you gone off to Los Angeles to your great guard job at Marriman Security. Why are you still living in your car in the parking lot and selling moonshine to the Indians out of the trunk? We know what you are up to, LEAVE, GO, TAKE A HIKE - Get outta town before we take the law into our own hands. I called Sheriff Lupe Trevino out in Texas and he said just before you left, you wrote a bunch of rubber checks all over town and that you were fired for making gay porn in the county jail with the inmates. I thought I recognized your face in the movie, Horney Hidalgo Hispanic Wetbacks in Heat and Pinga Grande.

Simon, I know of this restaurant you speak of. When I was temporarily laid off from my position as Deputy Sheriff and placed on Administrative Leave from the Hidalgo County Sheriffs Office a couple of years ago, I was notified of an off-duty gig in Los Angeles, California called Mariman Security where most retired and fired cops, or cops who are put on Administrative leave go to, in an effort to find work. Anyway, while awaiting my appeal, I decided I can't sit around in this trailer park all day watching Jerry Springer because I had bills to pay. So off I went to temporary new-found career in the glorious multi-cultural state of California, where I'm told, they welcome everyone from immigrant welfare recipients to thieving Armenians. I was pulled over by the police on Woodlands Village Blvd., because the cop said he couldn't see inside my My 1972 Chevy station wagon because according to him, it was quite literally, "loaded with junk." Since when has packing up all your belongings and moving everything in an old station wagon been against the law? But that's another story. I immediately showed this cop my Hidalgo County Sheriffs intent of termination paperwork and explained to him why I was leaving Texas for a while. He was impressed of my ambition to seek a better career in greener pastures. He said he also heard of Mariman Security and wanted to know if they were hiring. Just then my Chevy blew a gasket quite literally a few feet from the IHOP restaurant on Woodlands Village Road. So, I decided to stop in to get some breakfast only to find the place was conveniently crowded. Convenient for them, but not for me. I was told it would be a few minutes for a seat. I asked the hostess for a booth because my little terrier dog "Puddles" gets very nervous when he sees all these old drunk Indians loitering around. (I named my little precious dog "Puddles" for obvious reasons) Then this big fat white waitress came over and asked me to put the cigarette out, as this was a non-smoking facility. I told her how can that be, as dictatorship laws like that are only enforced in California? Then she asked me what was that moving under my jacket? And I told her it was Puddles, my dog. I explained I had to keep his eyes covered, because the last time I took him to eat, it was in a Chinese restaurant and the entire cooking staff kept pressuring me to sell him to them, as they had ideas for a new specialty on their menu! Anyway, I was told I can keep the dog, but I must extinguish the cigarette, which I did. I found it quite amazing, this waitress gave me a bunch of crap over a cigarette and a hungry dog, yet there was some old drunk Indian talking very loudly to himself at the very end corner booth and was kicking up a storm, yelling with slurred speech something about how George Armstrong Custer was secretly gay and how unfair it was that the Sioux lost the battle at Wounded Knee. This is not my problem, I thought. I came in here to eat. I didn't see any Flagstaff police in there, but we could sure use a police presence in this crowded highway restaurant to remind these Sioux savages this is a respectable family establishment and not a wild west saloon! Anyway, what added insult to injury, as, just when I was about to leave and begin my journey to my new found career at Mariman Security in LA, California, the waitress gave me the bill, with no police discount! I was appalled. I was upset and angry. I explained to this fat walrus I was a Deputy Sheriff from Hidalgo County, Texas and she should respect the law by giving me half price. She told me if Texas had played their cards right, it would have been annexed from the rest of the union in 1846 and would have been a country all to its own. She said she had no respect for Texans or Texas cops as they are not half the cops the men and women of Bronza Security are. Then she told me to go pound sand. I will never set foot inside this restaurant again, neither will my dog Puddles. We were both disgusted at the level of service and the way they overcharged a law enforcement official.

Yes. James Browne finally left as chief after we paid off his fake worker's comp claim. I can't believe his lawyer, Sarkis Sarkissian-Haviojian, was able to hoodwink our city council. I honestly think the city council paid him off just to get rid of him. Last I heard he was moving to Arizona because it helped his sinuses. Good Bye James Browne, we will NOT miss you!

Yes. James Browne finally left as chief after we paid off his fake worker's comp claim. I can't believe his lawyer, Sarkis Sarkissian-Haviojian, was able to hoodwink our city council. I honestly think the city council paid him off just to get rid of him. Last I heard he was moving to Arizona because it helped his sinuses. Good Bye James Browne, we will NOT miss you!

Yes. James Browne finally left as chief after we paid off his fake worker's comp claim. I can't believe his lawyer, Sarkis Sarkissian-Haviojian, was able to hoodwink our city council. I honestly think the city council paid him off just to get rid of him. Last I heard he was moving to Arizona because it helped his sinuses. Good Bye James Browne, we will NOT miss you!

Holy cow. I remember Bronza Security. I applied there and they wouldn't hire me because I couldn't prove I was gay. They only hired homosexuals at the company and even though I am q***r as a 3 dollar bill, I couldn't get Mike Fitchman, the manager of Westec Security, my gay lover at the time, to verify that I was in fact a flaming queen. Since my now ex-boyfriend ruined my chances to be a Bronza Guard, I ended up lowering myself and went to work for the Los Angeles Police Department. If I could only have proven I wasa fruit, I might have been able to wear the Bronza star, unstead of this patheic LAPD Shield. Oh what could have been. By the way, is this James Browne from Tuba City the same guy who was the chief of police in Pony,Alabama?

Holy cow. I remember Bronza Security. I applied there and they wouldn't hire me because I couldn't prove I was gay. They only hired homosexuals at the company and even though I am q***r as a 3 dollar bill, I couldn't get Mike Fitchman, the manager of Westec Security, my gay lover at the time, to verify that I was in fact a flaming queen. Since my now ex-boyfriend ruined my chances to be a Bronza Guard, I ended up lowering myself and went to work for the Los Angeles Police Department. If I could only have proven I wasa fruit, I might have been able to wear the Bronza star, unstead of this patheic LAPD Shield. Oh what could have been. By the way, is this James Browne from Tuba City the same guy who was the chief of police in Pony,Alabama?

Holy cow. I remember Bronza Security. I applied there and they wouldn't hire me because I couldn't prove I was gay. They only hired homosexuals at the company and even though I am q***r as a 3 dollar bill, I couldn't get Mike Fitchman, the manager of Westec Security, my gay lover at the time, to verify that I was in fact a flaming queen. Since my now ex-boyfriend ruined my chances to be a Bronza Guard, I ended up lowering myself and went to work for the Los Angeles Police Department. If I could only have proven I wasa fruit, I might have been able to wear the Bronza star, unstead of this patheic LAPD Shield. Oh what could have been. By the way, is this James Browne from Tuba City the same guy who was the chief of police in Pony,Alabama?

Holy cow. I remember Bronza Security. I applied there and they wouldn't hire me because I couldn't prove I was gay. They only hired homosexuals at the company and even though I am q***r as a 3 dollar bill, I couldn't get Mike Fitchman, the manager of Westec Security, my gay lover at the time, to verify that I was in fact a flaming queen. Since my now ex-boyfriend ruined my chances to be a Bronza Guard, I ended up lowering myself and went to work for the Los Angeles Police Department. If I could only have proven I wasa fruit, I might have been able to wear the Bronza star, unstead of this patheic LAPD Shield. Oh what could have been. By the way, is this James Browne from Tuba City the same guy who was the chief of police in Pony,Alabama?