A TYPICAL SATURDAY IN LISBON

Saturday around noon time, I called the Lisbon Police Department and spoke to the Dispatcher.  I asked “What was the procedure for applying for a Carry Concealed permit?”  The Dispatcher informed me that I had to come to the Police Department and pick up the application.  I informed him that I had several friends who also wanted to apply for the Carry Concealed permits and asked if I could pick up the applications for them.  His answer was YES.

I then drove to the Police Department and asked the Dispatcher for six applications for Carry Concealed permits.  The Dispatcher asked me if the other five were residents of Lisbon and I answered YES.  The Dispatcher went to the filing cabinet, pulled out one application and handed it to me.  He informed me that I would have to come back on Monday for the others because there were no more applications in the filing cabinet. 

After I left, I contacted one of my friends and informed him as to what had taken place at the Police Department with the Dispatcher.  Later that night, the same friend called me and informed me that he had gone to the Police Department and a different Dispatcher gave him a Carry Concealed permit application and asked how many more he needed.  By the way, he called my friend by name.

This situation confirms two very disturbing facts.  The first is there are two types of citizens in Lisbon.  One is a member of the Good Old Boys club and the other is not.  I am not a member of the Good Old Boys Club.  Second, the Dispatcher I dealt with has adopted the persona of his boss, the Chief of Police. 

Both are liars.

Larry Fillmore