I have a foster dog right now. A young, sunny, ball-crazy Lab-pit mix. He loves people and looks highly trainable except for being so hyper he can’t pay attention for half a second. He’s the usual story in young rescue Labs; his owner never trained or socialized him and now he’s completely out of control. This would be do-able except for one thing. He’s so insanely dog aggressive that the moment he gets near another canine, he attacks. No butt sniffing. No toothy warnings. Just — wham! We can’t adopt out such an unpredictable dog. I can’t keep him much…
Category: War on Some Drugs
Back on the subject of snitching … A friend of mine with, shall we say, interested and varied experiences in life (e.g. having seen the justice system from both sides), wrote this in response to my earlier posts on this subject: If I could have seen [you know who] right before she got busted, I would say this: 1. Cops lie. They lie and lie and lie. They care about nothing except busting people. If they say they care, they are lying. You are meat to them. Smelly meat. You are cluttering up their life, and they want to get…
I’d like to say I have no experience with snitches. In a way; I don’t. I’ve never (knock wood) gotten in trouble via a snitch. But over the years, countless numbers of fools have approached me asking my advice on how to do illegal acts. No doubt some of them weren’t fools, but lazy or unskilled informants. I’ll never know. Carl Bussjaeger writes a pretty good account of how that sort of thing works. Through a combination of luck and not-total-stupidity, most of us have evaded the trap. But I’ll bet everybody here knows somebody whose life has been ruined…
NOTE: This post started out to be one thing, then turned into another. So it’s not the most organized piece I’ve ever written. Bear with me. Toward the end, I’m going to ask your thoughts on what might be a worthwhile project. —– I should have remembered this clip from Firefly. Instead, H/T JB for this most elegant method of dealing with a snitch: Of course, few of us have spaceships or fantastic script writers for dealing with betrayers, so we have to wing it and probably not do so well. Let’s talk about that. This post is not about…
Yesterday I wrote about activist-turned-drug-war-informant Stacy Litz. Stacy commented on that post to say she knew her acts were heinous (her word), but that I was being unfair to her by making accusations, slanting my account, and using stale information. At the time I blogged, I hadn’t been able to find any statements from Stacy herself. I knew they existed, but I kept getting dead links. This morning I found two examples of Stacy talking about her experiences as an informant (and afterward). So here’s Stacy on Stacy, without any filtering from me: “I Am a Victim of the American…
“When the comrade beside you falls …” When the comrade beside you is captured by the enemy, do you curse her name and write her out of the movement, or do you rescue her if possible and aid her and keep solidarity with her if that’s the best you can do? If the enemy extracts information from the fallen or captured comrade, at what point do you determine that that comrade is a traitor rather than a victim? … In my view, we need to accept that the state is at war with us — all of us, not just…
Of course he deserved it. After all, “he was at the house, by his own admission, to get high with his friends.” This is a new low even for the atrocious DEA. Can you imagine it being done to you? Woman bites dog. (H/T MLS) Finally, an R politician with some guts and a smidge of conviction. Who isn’t Ron Paul, that is. “In Search of Aryan Hogs.” (Tip o’ hat to Mutti) You should read this even if you think you don’t give a damn about pigs in Michigan. If you use the ShowIP addon for Firefox, beware. Your…
Still deadlining. Picked up a couple more small assignments over the weekend. Sanity retreats again — but I shall chase it down and catch up with it! Dogs (and not wolves) use humans as tools. Every dog person knows that; now scientists do, too. (Tip o’ hat to MLS.) Yes. Really. The border fence is to keep the Mexicans IN. Methodists (good for them) demonstrate against private prisons. Would you like your state to make a deal with CCA guaranteeing to keep all its prisons at 90% occupancy for 20 years? Microsoft cautiously and wimpily begins to back away from…
That waitress who naively turned her $12k tip over to the cops? She’s getting her money back despite police claims that the cash … um, yeah, um … “smells like marijuana so we have to keep it, you know, for your own good.” (Amazing how self-congratulatory the jerks manage to be even after the whole country beat up on them for stealing from the poor woman.) Oh, Arizona, the silliness of your legislators never ends, does it? Now they’re trying to declare that you can be pregnant up to two weeks before having sex. Too late! Too late! You missed…
B&^%$#@s. Obama could have stopped all these fed raids years ago with … what, a memo to each agency? One executive order? (Because one of the few legitimate purposes of EOs is to set executive policies and instruct federal agencies.) But nooooo. Presidents come and go. Bureaucratic fiefdoms remain impregnable. And their minions grow ever-nastier. ADDED: Mother Jones has a pretty good take on this, too. And they don’t spare Obama. In fact, they point out that he is actually outpacing the Busheviks in number of raids. Ain’t that just the way it goes? Ratcheting, ratcheting ever tighter. Time once…