There is much more to the story (see write up below) But excpet for telling the officers that the ticket for rolling through a stop sign was a joke I cannot come up with any resistance. After I told the officer that I would file a complaint he strated pulling me off the bike at which point I was stunned and follwed every direction they pushed me in for no apperent reason. So that connot be it.

Here is a write up on the incident:

On March 21st I bicycled together with my wife Dagmar Cueppers to work. This is a 12 mile ride from El Cerrito, where I live, to West Oakland. I have been commuting this way to work for the last 10 years. I am a Director in one of the largest costcrution companies on teh West Coast in teh Bay Area, a Licenesed Professional Engineer.

On the 21st on Mandela Parkway and 32nd street we saw a CHP car parked diagonally across the bicycle path just behind the intersection and we slowed down to approximately 4 mph steadily looking at the CHP car as it was not apparent what the situation was at the scene. We were concerned that we should not get too close to the scene. We slowly rolled through the intersection without completely stopping at the stop sign.

One of the officers then appeared from behind the vehicle and waved us towards him. We stopped behind his car and he asked us if we knew there was a stop sign. He asked for our drivers licenses. My wife didn't have hers with her and for a moment I thought I had forgotten mine as well. I mentioned that possibility to the officer but then remembered it could be in my back pack. I took my back pack off my back and put it in front of me on my handlebars opening my pack wide and while being observed by the officer was delighted to see my wallet. I handed my drivers license to the chp officer and after looking up my wife's information he started to write a ticket.

I said: you are not writing us a ticket are you? The officer responded I sure am. I will not let anybody go through his stop sign. I responded: "That is a f**king joke, we slowed down to almost a stop" (Please excuse the language but that is what I said) Then I explained: Do you know what happened to me right here in this area of Mandela Parkway when I stopped two years ago? Two men walked up to me and put a gun to my head and robbed my bike and back pack. Both officers now looked at me and one officer responded: "You should not be bicycling anyways." I said: you know what that's enough I am going to file a complaint against you. You are not providing a service to the public you are harassing bicyclists.

At this moment one of them walked back to me from his car got with his face as close as within an inch of my face while I was still sitting on my bicycle with my back pack on my handlebar and started yelling at me loudly. I could see his blood pounding in his head. Then he started pulling on my bike jersey without any verbal command what he wanted me to do. I said don't touch me and pulled back my arm. He said step off your bike and kept pulling on my jersey. I followed his request and tried to step off the bike when he pulled my back pack out of my hand while still pulling with the other hand on my jersey and threw my back pack against the wall behind him. I said : Hey there is an Ipad in there. He said, well there could be a gun in there. He kept pulling my arm and now the other officer took my left hand with that I was still holding my bike trying to carefully put it down as it is a brand new $5,000 bike. I was unable to lay the bike down carefully but had to let it fall on the ground. One officer pulled my right arm onto my back and up and the other twisted my left arm and wrist pulling it down. They pushed me with that motion to the ground. The pushing was light and almost seemed hesitant. When I was on the ground with my arms on my back the officer on my right side got more aggressive and abusive. The officer that was holding my right arm pushed me further down by pulling my hand hard back up behind my back while the other officer still had my arm twisted and pulled down. My back got twisted and I felt a strong pain in my back. Now the officer told me to get back up. When I tried I felt numbness in my right leg and a terrible pain in my back. I told the officer I can't get back up. They asked why and I responded back that my back was out. I was scared as I had a back injury a year ago and was affright it was now aggravated. I felt abused and helpless. (The entire scene described in this paragraph took maybe 20 seconds)

My wife was terrified and came to help me trying to ease my pain by stretching my leg but it did not help. The officers called an ambulance and it arrived together with a fire truck and the Oakland police as well as a supervisor. The EMT offered to help me onto the stretcher but any movement caused terrible pain. I finally got into the ambulance and was offered pain medication. I thought I could do without but shortly after changed my mind as the pain got worse. The EMT gave me morphine. The police officers kept running around the ambulance and repeatedly opened the door without any specific questions or instructions. The supervisor asked me what happened and I gave him a short statement. The EMT started to complain that she had never seen officers running behind an ambulance. She kept asking what they want and if they could make up their minds. She said they must be officers in training and that she could not believe what was happening. In the ER I was diagnosed with a lumbar sprain and contusion. The ER doctor was unable to get any reflexes in my right foot. I was prescribed Vicodin, muscle relaxants and anti inflammatories. I was also advised to see a specialist soon. The police did not show up in the hospital. The following week I saw a specialist and the diagnosis was confirmed. I received more Vicodin, muscle relaxants and anti inflammatories. I was advised not to bike for more than two hours for a while and go to physiotherapy for 6 weeks twice a week. I have to cancel my participation in Ironman St George in May that I had registered for more than a year ago.