In 1979 I was in HS and had just left the lunch room to go to class when someone set off firecrackers in a garbage can. I went to my next class and was telling my teacher about them going off. Class started and then a knock at the door. I was called outside in the hall. When I walked out of the classroom door I was grabbed and thrown into the lockers, cuffed, and shoved into the lockers again. Then my teacher protested my innocence so a cop grabbed my arms which were cuffed behind me and lifted them up to smell my hands, forcing my head into the floor. The cop states he does not smell gunpowder. The assistant principle tells them to put me in his office. They leave my cuffed to his chair for an hour and a half. When he comes in his phone rings and I sit through a 10 minute call with his wife about a grocery list. He stops for a minute and tells me to leave. I motion to the handcuffs and he gets a cop to come in and u cuff me. I asked what is going on and they say they caught the kid who did it. No apology, no rights, no nothing.