Guilty until proven innocent...

This has become a busy week. Most of the chaos has been for a good variety of typical family events, but today my dear friends, that is NOT the case.
I have court today. I have been dreading this for a month, and it infuriates me that I have to get a babysitter, use my gas, and sit in a courthouse or they come to arrest me.
"Oh, Lindsay! What have you done?"....Well, nothing actually.
Let me go back if I may:

Last month, I came home and found a note on my door instructing me to call a certain law inforcement official. I could not imagine why the police had been at my house, and I was suddenly afraid that perhaps something happened to someone in my family and became a bit frantic and called.
The man that answered explained that nothing was wrong really, but that he had to come to my house to serve me with a supeona to court. He refused to tell me why on the phone.
So, I'm sitting in my home, waiting for the police to serve me papers to come to court. I was a bit anxious, and could not imagine anything I had done that was illegal.
Anyway, the charge was 'Dumping in city limits'. Whoa...HUH?
Let me assure you that I would NEVER dump my trash in the street. The two days that this event supposedly transpired, I was riding horses (remember that post?) and the other one, I was at a birthday party with L.O. in MY car.
We load our trashbags into K's truck and drive them (through the country) less than a mile away to a dump...period.
The police person said that a bill of mine was found in a bag of trash dumped on the side of the road in the city. I assured him that we should instead be looking into who's getting a hold of my mail, but he insisted that I had to have dumped it.
Sorry, I just did not. I know where my trash goes and the only answer I have is perhaps when they hauled of the dump bins into the city dump, they dropped a bag?
I dunno, I can't imagine any other scenario. Nonetheless, I am not dressed, I have to leave my house in thirty minutes to plead not guilty and mention that I have NO record of breaking the law and would they please listen to me and not force me to choose between giving them $200 of my hard earned money or going to jail for something I just did not do. This is so unfair. I will be gone for hours.
Times up, I have to get dressed. Wish me luck, or something.
Have you ever felt you we being persecuted?
Have you ever had to do the time, but committed no crime?