When Racist Karens Get INSTANT KARMA!

When Racist Karens Get INSTANT KARMA!

“This is Angela Baker. I’m tired of these fck harass and…”

Well, she’s a real piece of work. On the 7th of July, 2022, Ohio police officers were called to the parking lot of a Meijer store at 1725 South Wheeling Street. There had been an angry confrontation between Angela and two African-American teenagers before they arrived. So of course, the officers needed to ask some questions, and Angela had a lot to say.

“Hey ma’am, how’s it going?”

“Not good, not good. Yeah, I’m tired of these harass me, always walking past my car and all this harass me. So I flip them off, and then he starts coming towards me.”

“Okay.”

“So I start my car up and go towards him. He runs, and then he’s running his mouth. They’re still trying to come at me, trying to take off their shirt, so I’m charging them. Don’t come at me. And then he goes over there with a cart trying to push it towards my car.”

“Okay.”

“So I go towards him and swerve out of the way out of the car. He’s running like a…”

“Okay.”

“They’re always taunting and harassing.”

“Okay.”

“So they start, so I flipped his dumb ass off.”

“What, what?”

“And then he comes over here charging at me.”

“Okay.”

“Don’t come at me.”

“So were you parked over here when this happened or there in that parking spot?”

“Okay, at the end where I always park, usually at the pole, by the pole.”

“Okay, and so where were they at?”

“They were down there too. They were walking right over there, but they’re usually always walking past my car and all this other, or at the store taunt me, and I’m sick of Fu. So I flip the off, he comes towards me and they’re like, ‘What, what?’ And then they start taking off their shirts coming at…”

Look, look, Angela claimed she was getting harassed, but the police report tells a different story. The two teenagers, Harris Darnell and Velasquez DeAndre, were walking to the store to get some snacks when Angela started honking at them. She flipped them off, called them the N-word, and tried to hit them with her car. It seems Angela had a different perspective.

“I didn’t start nothing and come at him until he started coming at me towards my car. Don’t come at me.”

“Okay. Did they hit your vehicle or anything, or no?”

“I swerved out of the way of the car and that’s when he started running like a cuz it didn’t hit my cart. I swerved and then moved like a…”

“Okay, ma’am, do you have your ID on you?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, mind if I see that really quick?”

“Of 43 call even at the stor on the call at 6…”

Once again, according to the report, the victims only yelled at her and began to approach after she flipped them off, yelling racial slurs at them and told them they were going to die. It isn’t already obvious Angela is a bit of a racist.

“That’s why I don’t even bother calling the cops cuz you don’t listen.”

“We’re listening to you. I’m standing here talking to you.”

“They’ve been taunting me and all this other, and they even walk past my car smiling like a at the, and I’ve had enough of their. I don’t even know you.”

She repeats the same story multiple times to the officer, but as the interview goes on, Angela loses track of her poorly crafted lie.

“So then you see them walking towards you with a cart? I’m just trying to replay this.”

“Okay, I just flip them off cuz I get tired of their. They’re always taunting me.”

“So you just saw them, and f up. So you saw them walking randomly and you just flipped them off?”

“Yeah, they W and he started coming towards my car.”

“Okay.”

“That’s all I did. I was still in my car.”

“Okay.”

“Don’t come at…”

“Okay, so all right.”

“Why I don’t even bother call cop, cuz people don’t listen and don’t…”

“I’m listening. What do you think I’m doing right now?”

“But you don’t do when I did.”

“Well, I haven’t talked to them. I’m here, I just showed up, and I’m talking to you, okay? So I don’t know their side of the story. I hear your side of the story, okay? So that’s what we do. I’m going to meet with my sergeant over there and that other officer, and we’re going to talk about both sides of the story, and then we’ll come up with some sort of solution as far as what happens, okay?”

So in case you didn’t catch that, Angela just admitted that she antagonized these complete strangers simply because she didn’t like how they looked at her. When the other officer arrives, she’s still telling the same old story. Obviously, that’s not going to save her from what’s coming.

“But he still didn’t still get going both of them, but they’re still running like a taking off their shirts. ‘Come on, come on.’ And then the St the one in the black goes over there, grabs the cart by the awning…”

“Uh-huh.”

“…about to hit me with my car when I’m parked over here again. So I start up my car when he grabs his cart, come and walk and like this towards it with. So I start off my car, start charging, but I swerved out of the way of the car.”

“Moment said sh when you were, were you trying to hurt him or…”

“No, but don’t…”

“Okay, all right, go turn around back. You’re under arrest.”

“Med my cat, huh?”

“Your cat?”

“Yeah. Are you kidding me?”

“Nope, absolutely not.”

“See, y’all don’t listen. I told you…”

“We had two sides of the story, ma’am. I didn’t know their side, I got your side. You told me everything that you told him, which like I said, I don’t know their side.”

“Alive to come at me and taunt me.”

“That’s when you call us.”

“But you have, you guys don’t listen.”

Angela was taken to Lucas County Jail. She was eventually found guilty of two felony charges: aggravated menacing and ethnic intimidation by reason of race, color, religion, or national origin. She was sentenced to 6 months in prison.

Our next case takes us to an airport in Texas. On the 26th of July, 2022, officers were called to the scene because 59-year-old Cynthia Roland was causing a commotion, and just like the last Karen, shouting racial slurs at people.

“Stop, we’re going out.”

“No, we’re not.”

“You’re not going to get rebooked. You’re, you’re, you’re causing a disruption. Stop.”

“No, I’m not’ not, no, I’m…”

“You’re going to go out the doors.”

“No, I’m not.”

“You are. We’ve gotten numerous calls, people flagged us…”

“Saying I’m white, cuz I’m walking through saying I’m a white person.”

“How much have you had to drink today?”

“I’m walking through saying I’m white.”

“How much have you had to drink today?”

“I’m walking through saying I’m white.”

“You’re causing a disruption.”

“I can’t say I’m white?”

“Causing a disruption and they’re not going to fly you.”

“What disruption am I causing? You have, you have multiple people flagging us. What, what disruption? I’m want, okay, what if I’m black?”

“Let me see your boarding pass.”

“No.”

“Did you fly in, or you flying out?”

“What if I was black? I don’t care. What if I was black race you are? I had no…”

“Well, what if I was black? All I’m walking through is saying I’m white. I can’t walk through as a U.S. citizen and say I’m white?”

“How much have you had to…”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Cuz, cuz you’re showing signs of intoxication.”

“No, no.”

“People don’t act like this.”

“No, no, no, no.”

The officer’s hunch was correct. Cynthia was intoxicated, and in her inebriated state, she somehow thought her behavior was completely justified.

“Why can I not walk through and be an American citizen and say I’m white?”

“You’re causing people alarm, concern. You’re causing people to move out of your way.”

“Oh, really? Because I’m walking through and saying I’m white? Because I’m saying I’m white, I have a privilege as a U.S. constitutional person to say I’m white.”

“Okay, but you don’t have a right to be intoxicated, and I can smell it on your breath.”

“Well, you know I’m white. I’m white. Are you going to arrest me because I’m white?”

“I don’t know what you’re get…”

“I’m white.”

“I’ve never said anything, anything about that. So I don’t know what your point is.”

Cynthia Roland continued to refuse their orders until the officers decided they were done with her ranting arguments.

“Where’s your ID?”

“I, I don’t have to show you my ID. I’m in the…”

“You’re not going to show me your ID?”

“I don’t have to show…”

“Are you going to give me your ID?”

“Yes, you do. Show him your ID right now. I’m investigating public intox.”

“Are you done? I think we’re good.”

“Excuse me, excuse…”

“Don’t resist, we’re done.”

However, this was just the start of a needlessly frustrating arrest.

“All I did was say I white. All I said was are you white. All I said was are you white. You go all the way down with it.”

“No, this is here we are, that…”

“Are you white? Are you white? Let’s go. Are you white? Let’s go.”

“Stop, stop it. Stop with this, excuse…”

“Walk, stand up.”

“Wow, wow. Are, are you white? Are you white? Are you white? Are you white? Are you white? This is what happens if you ask someone if you’re white. This is what happens if you ask someone if you’re white.”

As if the constant yelling and struggling weren’t enough, by the time they make it outside, Cynthia takes her resistance to a new level.

“Wow, are you white? Don’t ask someone if you’re white. Don’t ask someone if you’re white. Don’t ask someone if you’re white, if you’re white.”

“Stop it, walk.”

“Is she kicking?”

“Yeah.”

“If you’re white, don’t let her bite you. Watch, watch your…”

“I’m not going to b…”

“Do it once. You’re white, if you’re white, are you white?”

“She has white stuff on her nose.”

“Are you white? All I ask, are you stir up, are you white?”

“Put your feet out straight now.”

“I’m not going to put your feet out straight.”

“Don’t move, shut the…”

“Kicked me once, we’re done.”

“Are you white? Are you white? Are you white?”

The yelling continues for quite some time as the officers arrange for Emergency Medical Services to come take a look at her.

“The only thing I ask, are you white. You go, are you white? Are you white? Are you white? Are you white? That’s all I’m ask, are you white. Show up ass, are you white? Are you white? Are you…”

Eventually, the incessant yelling takes a slightly different, but still very bizarre tone.

“My God, I said black! I said the word black! I said the word black! You’re beating the black, black. This is because I’m not black.”

“Hey lady…”

“I’m not black. Shut your mouth. Hey, I’m not black enough. No, I’m not black, I’m not black. I’m white, I’m white. My grandfather is black! My grandfather is a black person. My grandfather is, my grandfather is black. So you, his name, my grandfather is black.”

By the time EMS arrives, Cynthia is noticeably disoriented. That’s when she finally admits all of this started because she didn’t want to wear a mask.

“I just said to people, ‘Quit wearing your mask.’ That’s all I said. That’s all I said. Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, and they ripped me up and told me… Oh, you wouldn’t know what they said to me. You know, you want to know what they said to me?”

“No, but my name’s Jake and I’m going to take you to the hospital cuz your vital sounds are pretty elev…”

“Do you know what they said?”

“No, wait, wait, I don’t want to…”

“You’re in custody right now, you please wait.”

“So you think I’m going to like go, yeah, 59, I’m 59. Tell him to get his… You tell…”

Cynthia was arrested and taken to the hospital to receive emergency treatment. She was also charged with assault on a public servant, resisting arrest, and intoxication in public. She’s looking at a sentence of 2 to 10 years in prison and a fine of at least $14,500 if she’s found guilty.

Our final case takes us back to Ohio, to the front of our third Karen’s house. On August 31st, 2022, officers were called to handle a neighbor shouting and playing loud music. By the time they got there, they found three neighbors having a very loud, very heated argument. In the middle of it all was our Karen, Tabitha Payton, and she was about to make some officers’ lives just a bit more difficult.

“Property, you were not invited here. I am not talking to you.”

“They weren’t from Monty, I did that for you. Why are you over here? I did that for you. Proper Tab, I have nothing to say to you, nothing. I never did anything to you, nothing to say to you, back to your lob.”

“Oh, I wish you walk on my side of the, listen…”

“Is that a threat?”

“No, it’s a promise. It’s not a threat, it’s a promise.”

“No, walk up.”

“No, that’s not a threat, just walk on my side in the house.”

“You want to go in handcuffs?”

“I don’t. Don’t go back on her property again. She won’t enjoy your Christmas, get the eye herer. Turn around and go, mon, don’t…”

“I got her, I got her. Don’t go back on her property.”

“But the next time…”

“Absolutely. She did not invite you if she’s sitting there yelling at you to get off…”

“Time, the next time they call the cops for no reason, then you guys need to do…”

“You go back over there, I’m going to arrest you. Don’t go back over there.”

“You won’t arrest…”

“She did not invite you. Listen to, just stay off the property. Just go in the house, ma’am. You want to come out here and cause a disorder, I’ll arrest you for disorderly conduct. If you want to be persist, I’ll take you to jail on it.”

“Hey, look, go in the house, calm down, go in the house.”

“Hey, what they don’t realize, what they don’t realize…”

“Okay, this is private property, you don’t go back on their property.”

“Thank you.”

“Okay.”

With Tabitha still screaming, the officer heads over to the neighbor she was just yelling at to ask some pertinent questions.

“All these neighbors need to mind their business.”

“Hey, I do nothing.”

“I already, I already, Tabitha, I already told you quit being disorderly. You want to run it again, I’ll arrest you, take you to jail.”

“Go look in her house, want to go a drug bust?”

“Go inside and be quiet.”

“Well, I went out of my back porch and she was hollering cuz Sharon called the cops, and I said…”

“Sharon, the lady I was just talking to?”

“Yeah, I said, ‘Sharon didn’t call the cops on you, Tab.’ I didn’t. I said, ‘I just was talking to them because she was trying to motion to me and I didn’t, couldn’t hear her.'”

“Yeah, because she was on the back patio hollering at me.”

“Right, and I said, ‘No, you accused me of calling the cops on you earlier today, Tab, and I didn’t do it.'”

“She’s obviously saying you invited her over here.”

“No, she said the…”

“I know, but the way you were saying it, I’m like, she didn’t invite you.”

“Earlier she asked me could I walk to the fence and talk to her, and I said, ‘No, I have nothing to say to you, nothing at all.’ So then I walk out here and she’s coming across my yard.”

“I already gave her a warning to stay off the property, so if she comes back on the property, I told her I’ll arrest her.”

“So she walks back over here, see, this is where I’m going to have to deal with her all night long.”

“Well, if she comes back over here, I’ll arrest her, if you want that.”

“Well, quit being disorderly.”

“All right, well let us know if anything else occurs.”

“I’m sure I’ll be calling you later.”

“You’re welcome.”

Turns out this particular round of yelling wasn’t about loud music. Tabitha actually had the police called on her earlier that day, and she wasn’t very happy about that, to put it mildly. By the time the officer is done with the questions, she’s already loudly accusing another neighbor of calling the police.

“If you’re, I told you to, listen, I told you my kid father’s at the hospital dying and you’re worried about my, you, your weird, you’re not worried about it. I talk, I don’t to you with your dope bad…”

“Get her inside please before I take her to jail.”

“…your dope bad son try to give me assd, what you do about that? Give me a drug test, I am sober.”

“So what are we going to do to stop this? Am I going to have to take everybody to jail for persistent disorderly over…”

“Can I talk to this man for a minute? God damn, this exactly what I want.”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Go in your house.”

“I am your mother, you need to calm down.”

“You are my mom, but you’re, stay here.”

When the yelling finally dies down a little, the officer tries to reason with Tabitha, but in her clearly intoxicated state, there’s simply no getting through to her.

“You know, Tom, there’s nothing I can do to calm down. I am tired of it, handle you, my boss can out something. 11-hour shift, I work my ass off, I got off early today, I enjoyed my pool, that’s all I did. What do you do? Live off the government, work from home, get a job, get a life. I’m so tired of these neighbors, I’m so tired.”

“What I’m concerned about is you guys all yelling at each other and it’s not getting you anywhere.”

“These neighbors suck.”

“It doesn’t matter, you live next to them.”

“They need a life.”

“Well, you can either move or outside all, trust me, you either deal with it or move, your option.”

“I don’t know, I might stay and let them love me in more than what they do now, or we can fart into the wind and they call you guys out here. Maybe isn’t illegal.”

It appears talking isn’t getting anybody anywhere. So when other officers arrive, they decide to give her a citation for disorderly conduct. But of course, that only makes things worse.

“So Tabitha, you are going to get a citation for disorderly conduct for your behavior today, okay?”

“If I go beat her ass, will you just arrest me?”

“We sure will.”

“Like if I beat her ass, just arrest me for something that I’m… No, if I’m getting a citation, just arrest me for being her ass. I will gladly go to jail. No, I don’t deserve that. I did wrong, I did nothing wrong. I’m here, I’m in my yard, but if you’re giving me a citation or giving me something, give me something I’ve warned her for already.”

“She’s going to be arrested.”

“Okay, if I’m going to be arrested, I’m… Don’t touch me! Don’t, please don’t touch…”

“If you resist me, I’m going to take…”

“Don’t touch me! Please don’t touch me, don’t touch me! I do bro, turn around, I did not do wrong. Get off of me! I t up, I did not do…”

“Relax. Hey, this is not going to change the outcome.”

“Stop.”

“Okay, this, now you’re resisting, now you’re, now you’re resisting.”

“Because I’m not, I’m not, I’m just saying I’m fed up, I’m human.”

“Relax.”

“They have caused trouble constantly.”

“Got, I got her arm.”

“Why do you have to do it so tight? My hands little.”

“Put your hand behind your back, ma’am.”

“Stand over there.”

“Put your hand behind…”

“It is.”

“Put your…”

“No, because you got it so tight.”

Even the arrest is difficult, to nobody’s surprise.

“Lift up.”

“Why can’t lift up if you’re hold…”

“You’re not doing it. Listen to what I’m telling…”

“I can’t if you’re holding on to me.”

“Go ahead, sit in the…”

“Get the…”

“Come on, sit in the…”

“I am.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Yes, I am.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, seriously.”

“Why, why?”

“Stop.”

“Let me talk, let me talk to her, let me talk to her.”

“The door first. Once we shut the door, you can talk to us.”

“Put your foot in the car. Okay, put that foot in the car. Get, put your foot in the car, the car now, come on now, put your foot in the car.”

“You know I didn’t do anything.”

“No, your problem is…”

“Car, no, because they don’t want to mind their business. I didn’t do wrong.”

“Your foot in the car.”

Despite the combined efforts of the police and her family, Tabitha continues to stubbornly resist.

“I okay, put, I will.”

“Tab, Tab, this is nothing, come on, come on.”

“Nope, no.”

“You know I didn’t do anything.”

“You didn’t, but okay, put your foot in the car.”

“All right, what did I do?”

“You’re going to sober up and then I’m going to come and get you, okay? Come on, come on, put your foot in the car.”

“Stop! Because I had some drinks at my own house, fine, my own privacy that I for, fine.”

“You’re fine, you’re fine. Put your foot in the car. You’re going to sober up and…”

“No, I want clothes on! I’m not putting my foot, I want clothes on!”

“We’re not letting her get out, so you can have a jacket or something to slip…”

“I’m going to shut the door while you clothes on, because this is inappropriate.”

“You will, back, back up, I want my clothes.”

“Just do me a favor, back…”

“I want my clothes! Will you listen please? I want my clothes, God damn, I want my clothes!”

“Put your foot in the car.”

“Can I please have…”

“Foot in the car.”

“Stop resisting, stop resisting.”

“…my clothes!”

“Well, you should have never did what you was doing without…”

“Do what I did, M, please, you know me.”

“Put your feet in the… Because you’re facing more charges the more that you do. Put your feet in the car, we’ll talk about the clothes. We’re not taking the handcuff off and you’re not getting dressed right here.”

“I just like, stop and listen to me.”

After even more convincing, the officers finally ran out of patience.

“We have an obligation to stop you from going to your neighbor’s property.”

“Cameras all over in the car continue this when he told…”

“I’m going to put your feet in the car, and if I get hurt, then you’re going to get charged with a felony, you understand that?”

“Trying to make everybody, they hurt me, hurt me, Tase me, shoot me, I don’t give a, I don’t care, because I didn’t do wrong, I didn’t do…”

After what must have been an excruciating journey, the officers take her to jail for processing. Of course, Tabitha never stopped yelling.

“I work my ass off.”

“I’m giving you the opportunity to get out of the car, come on.”

“Yeah, and I have an opportunity to call my lawyer because I did nothing wrong. I own my own property, I did nothing wrong. Officers call 30 minutes, I’m, oh yeah, I’m so big, said let me pull on a 4’11” up. Stop, y’all yell at me, yell at me, I yell at you, how about that? Talk to me, I talk to you.”

“Talking to you.”

“Look at my history, I’ve never been in trouble. I worked since I was 13, I never had DPS at my house, I’ve never been on drugs, I’ve never done wrong.”

Tabitha managed to turn what was supposed to be a citation into charges of resisting arrest, criminal trespassing, and disorderly conduct. Her bail was set at $110,000, and she’s looking at a maximum of 120 days in jail and $1,150 in fines if found guilty.