I don’t often do follow-up stories with “updates,” but this was too delicious to ignore.
Last week, I reported about a road-raging Karen named Gary Peacock.
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Seventy-two-year-old Gary Peacock was riding his bike in Park City, Utah, and he was passed by Pierce Kempton, 22. Kempton was headed to meet a friend at a skate park. Kempton parked. Peacock saw Kempton park – and saw his chance to rage. Peacock kept yelling at Kempton and would not let him out of his car. Peacock dialed 911 – telling the dispatcher that “he almost hit me” and Kempton was “trying to leave.” Kempton said, “I want to escape.”
Kempton was extremely calm and reasonable under the circumstances. Spandex-man would not let Kempton out of his car. He also assaulted him (fear of touching) and touched him, which is a “battery.” He also wouldn’t let him leave, and that is false imprisonment. All of those are separate torts and actionable and, as it turns out, citable by an officer. Peacock, being a massive jerk and a male “Karen,” called the cops. He reaped what he sowed.
Kempton tried to reason with Peacock, at one point asking, “Why are you so cranky?”
A cop arrived after Peacock called for the PoPo, and what happened next is gold.
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Peacock went from demanding that Kempton “GET OFF HIS LAWN!” to whimpering for mercy. I couldn’t help but notice the helmet sitting on Peacock’s melon. He never took it off, and it sits up there like a beacon calling to all who notice:
“I’m a pretentious jerk. Hear me roar!”
In any event, Peacock was cited and paid his $160 fine. Ok, fine. But what about Kempton? His citation was dismissed after the City Attorney reviewed Kempton’s dashcam video.
Sure, it becomes a bit of a dog-pile on Peacock, but he brought this on himself. His 15 minutes of fame turned into 15 days of shame.