Texas Drifter’s Non-Fiction Devil’s Gold Part II
Marshall’s Law Townhall Dateline – Following non-fiction story was told to Texas Drifter by Texas bounty hunter Johnny Angel. Texas Drifter is in process of acquiring Gambler’s pistol to verify factualness of following events.
As contemporary events in America under Obama’s regime seem more like fiction nightmare than living real world history, hopefully this Texas Drifter’s non-fiction story provides away from other reality entertainment.
My response, “You can tell me how to go about finding Taylor’s gold while I settle back and enjoy your hospitality.”
The long and the short of the Bartender’s second one sided conversation was that I had to walk back to the curve east of Paso Real. Go around the curve and walk until I found an old witch known locally as Bruja under a giant mesquite tree.
I was not looking forward to the walk, but the meal had been good, the blue norther had blown through, and the skies were clearing while the temperature continued to drop to freezing.
All that aside, a deal is a deal. Besides that, I did not feel like sitting around and listening to the bartender all night. At that point in time, it seemed appropriate that a strange day should be followed by a stranger night.
Except for the increasing cold the walk to and around the curve was uneventful. I was amazed to find that my truck had not disappeared from where I had left it. After a pretty good walk I spotted a woman who looked to be a hundred and fifty years old standing under a huge leafless mesquite tree.
The Bruja’s first words were “Why should I help you?” I never was good at protocol, and responded, “Your commission is on my soul.”
Her response caught me totally off guard. I’ve never heard such laughing.
She started speaking almost as quickly as she started laughing, “I influence spirits; I don’t collect them. I’ll answer your question in return for you treating my niece; like your one and only love.”
Before I could respond, she continued, “The rules are: 1) jump before the curve 2) never take more than you need, and 3) never draw first. You can start back at Paso Real; my niece will find you. Now leave. You bore me.”
It was not long after I left the Bruja that the breezy midnight turned to still darkness as a wagon appeared. The ghostly driver was young. His excited voice was cold, “Get on he said.”
Continuing without hesitation, “I was the best around running cotton for guns. Kept on getting through, we’re brothers lost in time. Told Felina I’d quit after one last run.”
“Fifty cal drained my blood, still working my team trying to get through. I know Felina will wait; with your help I know I can get through and spend eternity with my Felina my love. I’m begging you; please don’t jump before the curve.”
Like the Bruja under the mesquite tree said, when evil hearts collide, it’s the walking away, not the winning that counts. It’s a long way to paradise when you’re headed back to Paso Real.
I did not really know what to expect as I walked through the swinging doors back into the Paso Real. Was somewhat relieved to only see one new player, a well dressed man who appeared to make his living as a never lose gambler.
Before I could reach the bar, the soft spoken stranger asked if I wanted to “pay the cards.” Told him I was broke only to see the bartender toss a gold coin on the table and bark I’ll put it on your tab.
After barely taking the first two hands, I knew the game was rigged because Mr. Gambler was letting me win. Next came the hard part, deciding when I should walk away. Remember rule number two: never take more than you need.
Some where through out the next two hours, I decided that being the seventh son of the seventh daughter; I could settle for forty-nine thousand in gold coins. I expressed my desires and waited for the gambler’s challenge.
Without saying a word, the gambler got up and stepped in front of the swinging doors. I slowly emptied my pockets to show Mr. Gambler that I was not carrying a weapon. The bartender stepped around the bar, and laid a 1851 Navy/Sheriff black powder "six shooter" on the table next to my right hand. His comment was predictable: I’ll put it on your tab.
Trying to buy time, I asked how I could be sure any gun that old still works. The gambler said that the bartender could exchange the gun on the table for his. After the exchange, Mr. Gambler told me to draw anytime I was ready.
Told Mr. Gambler that I would not draw on him; the response: “Not even as a reflex?” I heard the last sound I wanted to hear, a warning from a rattlesnake. I partially looked down and saw a rattlesnake coiled on the table across from the gambler’s gun.
The only thought going through my mind was, “God, please don’t let me draw when that serpent from hell strikes.” Before I could finish my desperate prayer, the snake struck towards the gun. I don’t know why I didn’t flinch, but I didn’t and the snake eased off the table and crawled away.
I looked back and the gambler was holding a Bowie knife against the temple of the girl who had car trouble. Before I could totally grasp the situation, he moved the knife to her throat and said: You draw now or I will toss you her head.
No time for a prayer. Speaking without thinking, “I know the rules; you kill her, I don’t draw, you lose. You have nothing to gain by hurting her. Since this is between you and me, killing her would be a sin.” As he whirled her into thin air, Mr. Gambler evolved into an exact image of me, Johnny Angel.
There before me stood me. I don’t know what I sound like, but I’m sure he sounded like me. I saw his hand start to move. What scared me was that I knew I was moving my hand. I started clenching my fist, his hand kept moving. My hand kept moving. All I could think about was squeezing my fist tighter and tighter.
Suddenly he screamed with a shrill that would scare the dead. He opened his gun hand and it was burning. I opened my hand and showed the bartender the cross in my palm that was a gift from the girl with car trouble. When I glanced back, my evil apparition had disappeared.
As I started gathering up my winnings, I noticed that the sun would be up shortly. Wishing nothing more than settling my account with Mr. Bartender and wanting to leave, I laid three gold coins on the bar.
He smiled and asked if I wanted my change. Thought of rule number two before I answered, “Good try, but I’ve come too far to lose on the last play of your game. I think I'll keep my soul for now.” Evil never gives up, his last words were, “There’s always an open tab for you here at Paso Real.”
Where to go, where to go? Headed back to the curve and my pickup; talk about strange luck. Just as I reached the curve who do I see leaving a note on the windshield of my truck but the girl with car trouble. Turns out she was heading up to Del Rio and wanted me to know where I could find my spare tire.
I know what I said must have sounded totally goofy, but I asked her if I might ride along with her to Del Rio to pick up my spare tire.
As we were passing the again abandoned Paso Real headed west, I heard on the radio that the district Attorney and his chief investigator had been found shot to death just outside Brownsville. The newscast also reported that their car had been found covered with brush near the bank of the Rio Grande.
The girl who had car trouble asked if I had any unfinished business in this part of Texas. It dawned on me while I answered; the bartender got two souls after all. Not any more, I don’t believe I know your name.
She smiled with warmth that few seldom see, “I thought you would have figured it out by now, it’s Felina.”
Friday, February 19, 2010
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Texas Drifter’s Non-Fiction Devil’s Gold Part I
Marshall’s Law Townhall Dateline – Following non-fiction story was told to Texas Drifter by Texas bounty hunter Johnny Angel. Texas Drifter is in process of acquiring Gambler’s pistol to verify factualness of following events.
As contemporary events in America under Obama’s regime seem more like fiction nightmare than living real world history, hopefully this Texas Drifter’s non-fiction story provides away from other reality entertainment.
Players:
Bounty Hunter (Johnny Angel - pronounced: Johnny On-hel)
Fugitive
Corrupt District Attorney and Deputy Sheriff
Girl With Car Trouble Felina - pronounced: Fe-lean-ah)
Ghost Rider
Bartender
Witch (Bruja - pronounced: Bru-ha)
Gambler
All stories start somewhere. This one started at an abandoned bordello on the road to the Arroyo Colorado. Colorado is Spanish for “red,” and describes the blood which flowed into the Arroyo following the massacre of the Flores family by politicians from Harlingen, Texas.
Some call me Johnny “the desperate” Angel, a title given to me for my fair treatment of fugitives during my days as a bounty hunter. I had just passed “the curve” which is about a mile east of the long abandoned bordello known as Paso Real. I was delivering my prisoner, Mr. Fugitive, to the courthouse in Brownsville.
The Fugitive and I were still about three hours from our destination when he started complaining that it had been about six hours since I had allowed him to take a personal rest stop.
I decided that this might be a good time for a stop, since I did not want him "going" inside my 1951 Ford pickup. Another incentive to stop was the nasty looking blue northern that seemed to be heading our way.
Upon our stepping out of my most valuable possession, my banged up old truck, Mr. Fugitive asked what would keep him from disappearing into the South Texas mesquite thicket. I told him nothing but the derringer that I always kept concealed above my wrist.
Upon preparing to resume our journey, I noticed a Cameron County sheriff’s car headed our direction. People in my line of work often know when it’s not going to be their day.
Two men stepped out of the sheriff’s car. The man in the suit asked why my passenger was in handcuffs. I informed him that I was a bail enforcement agent and had all the necessary papers to be transporting my prisoner to the court house in Brownsville.
The second stranger wearing deputy’s uniform said that maybe they would do me a favor and deliver my prisoner to Brownsville for me. I told both strangers that would not be necessary since I would only get paid if I delivered Mr. Fugitive in person.
The deputy pulled his weapon and informed me that it was an election year, and that it might be nice of me to donate my prisoner to the man in the suit who was seeking re-election as County District Attorney.
I informed both strangers that since I was not a registered voter in their county and did not care who got elected, both men could go have sex with themselves or each other. I did not really care.
At that point the District Attorney pulled his weapon and asked me if I wanted to die now or some other time. I’m not inclined to start a fight I know I cannot win, so I told the public sector outlaws that I would rather die some other time.
The District Attorney was informed that he would not be able to take credit for Mr. Fugitive’s capture if he could not get the prisoner’s handcuffs off. I added that since the prisoner was wearing specially made cuffs which required a special key, it might be a good idea to let me keep my handcuffs.
Both public sector outlaws were informed that Mr. Fugitive had a bladder problem and needed personal rest breaks about every hour, and that if they didn’t want a mess that would permanently fowl the inside of their car, they should accommodate their prisoner’s medical problem.
I thought Mr. Fugitive’s expression would give my plan away when I slipped him my derringer while removing his handcuffs. The thought was that I would lag behind, and recapture my prisoner after his hopeful escape. Heck he might even be worth more money at that point in time.
The District Attorney told me to turn that piece of junk I called a truck around and get out of his county as fast as I could. No problem since I figured I had some time to waste while waiting for my prisoner to escape.
I had almost reached the curve heading back to Paso Real, when I noticed a truck the same year model as mine stopped on the side of the road. As I approached, I gazed upon the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
Closer inspection showed that she had a flat tire. Further inquiry determined that she did not have a spare tire. Without hesitation I took my spare and put it on her vehicle. While she was talking about what a coincidence it was that my tire would fit on her truck; I couldn’t help thinking, how could any woman living in the land of the dead be so beautiful.
As she was getting ready to continue her journey she handed me a small cross, and said this will protect you from the coming storm. As she drove off, I couldn’t help thinking: what a fool for not asking her name.
The approaching storm had me thinking, I hope the cross she gave me will make up for giving my derringer to Mr. Fugitive.
I knew that my day was not going to get any better when I heard my right front tire explode as I started skidding into a ditch.
Not wanting to spend the night in my truck, I thought; since I’m only about thirty yards from the curve, perhaps I can run fast enough to make it to the abandoned bordello before the rain and sleet start. At least that way I’ll only be cold instead of both cold and wet.
I could not believe what happened next. I was almost trampled flat by a run a way wagon being pulled by four of the blackest horses I have ever seen. Two simultaneous thoughts struck me, why hadn’t I seen or heard the wagon coming, and second maybe the cross from the lady with car trouble was more valuable than my derringer.
There was little time for thinking as the storm had started to blow in. I started running towards the curve and Paso Real abandoned bordello with every ounce of energy in my body.
The strong wind and swirling dust blocked my view of Paso Real until I collapsed from total exhaustion twenty to thirty yards from the entrance.
What I saw next shocked me more than the incident with the run a way wagon. I could not believe what I was seeing. The abandoned saloon/bordello looked like it must have the first day it was open for business.
As I struggled to stand up, I realized that I was still holding the cross given me by the lady with car trouble. I then made my way to the swinging doors to get in out of the now pouring rain.
The cantina part of Paso Real, a part time hotel and full time bordello, was empty except for the bartender. The glance of his warm eyes was instantly followed by a haunting baritone voice bidding me welcome.
The reassuring greeting caused me to put the lady’s cross in my pocket I asked for a beer. The bartender quipped “the special is two beers, and a burned steak with black beans. It’s a better deal for the money.”
Not in any hurry to settle in and wanting to find out more about what was going on; my response was that I could only afford one beer.
In less than a heartbeat the bar tender announced that he was always willing to run a tab for anybody looking for the devil’s gold. My wary look generated the following one sided conversation. The devil1s gold used to be called Taylor’s Gold.
During the 1845 war General Taylor came this far south to secure the Rio Grande from incursions by Mexico. He crossed the Arroyo just beyond the curve just east of here. After marching about twenty miles General Taylor started thinking he might have actually crossed the Rio Grande and be twenty miles in Mexico.
Not wanting to jeopardize his army’s gold payroll, Taylor sent one of his most trusted officers with twelve of his most trusted enlisted men to cross back across the Arroyo and bury the payroll which consisted of a thousand pounds of gold coins.
History has it that after burying the gold, the entire unit was ambushed by who knows who. Unfortunately, the dead thirteen took their secret of where the gold was buried with them. Taylor was forced to bring in an additional payroll for his troops through Point Isabel.
Legend has it that the devil sent his demons to destroy Taylor’s unit because he wanted all that gold to attract greedy souls. The rules are simple those who find the Devil’s gold can keep all they can get away with.
The special is two beers, and one burned steak with black beans. Want me to run a tab? I just know anybody named Johnny Angel would never pass up two beers and a burned steak with black beans.
My response, “You can tell me how to go about finding Taylor’s gold while I settle back and enjoy your hospitality.”
The long and the short of the Bartender’s second one sided conversation was … to be continued Part II.
Marshall’s Law Townhall Dateline – Following non-fiction story was told to Texas Drifter by Texas bounty hunter Johnny Angel. Texas Drifter is in process of acquiring Gambler’s pistol to verify factualness of following events.
As contemporary events in America under Obama’s regime seem more like fiction nightmare than living real world history, hopefully this Texas Drifter’s non-fiction story provides away from other reality entertainment.
Players:
Bounty Hunter (Johnny Angel - pronounced: Johnny On-hel)
Fugitive
Corrupt District Attorney and Deputy Sheriff
Girl With Car Trouble Felina - pronounced: Fe-lean-ah)
Ghost Rider
Bartender
Witch (Bruja - pronounced: Bru-ha)
Gambler
All stories start somewhere. This one started at an abandoned bordello on the road to the Arroyo Colorado. Colorado is Spanish for “red,” and describes the blood which flowed into the Arroyo following the massacre of the Flores family by politicians from Harlingen, Texas.
Some call me Johnny “the desperate” Angel, a title given to me for my fair treatment of fugitives during my days as a bounty hunter. I had just passed “the curve” which is about a mile east of the long abandoned bordello known as Paso Real. I was delivering my prisoner, Mr. Fugitive, to the courthouse in Brownsville.
The Fugitive and I were still about three hours from our destination when he started complaining that it had been about six hours since I had allowed him to take a personal rest stop.
I decided that this might be a good time for a stop, since I did not want him "going" inside my 1951 Ford pickup. Another incentive to stop was the nasty looking blue northern that seemed to be heading our way.
Upon our stepping out of my most valuable possession, my banged up old truck, Mr. Fugitive asked what would keep him from disappearing into the South Texas mesquite thicket. I told him nothing but the derringer that I always kept concealed above my wrist.
Upon preparing to resume our journey, I noticed a Cameron County sheriff’s car headed our direction. People in my line of work often know when it’s not going to be their day.
Two men stepped out of the sheriff’s car. The man in the suit asked why my passenger was in handcuffs. I informed him that I was a bail enforcement agent and had all the necessary papers to be transporting my prisoner to the court house in Brownsville.
The second stranger wearing deputy’s uniform said that maybe they would do me a favor and deliver my prisoner to Brownsville for me. I told both strangers that would not be necessary since I would only get paid if I delivered Mr. Fugitive in person.
The deputy pulled his weapon and informed me that it was an election year, and that it might be nice of me to donate my prisoner to the man in the suit who was seeking re-election as County District Attorney.
I informed both strangers that since I was not a registered voter in their county and did not care who got elected, both men could go have sex with themselves or each other. I did not really care.
At that point the District Attorney pulled his weapon and asked me if I wanted to die now or some other time. I’m not inclined to start a fight I know I cannot win, so I told the public sector outlaws that I would rather die some other time.
The District Attorney was informed that he would not be able to take credit for Mr. Fugitive’s capture if he could not get the prisoner’s handcuffs off. I added that since the prisoner was wearing specially made cuffs which required a special key, it might be a good idea to let me keep my handcuffs.
Both public sector outlaws were informed that Mr. Fugitive had a bladder problem and needed personal rest breaks about every hour, and that if they didn’t want a mess that would permanently fowl the inside of their car, they should accommodate their prisoner’s medical problem.
I thought Mr. Fugitive’s expression would give my plan away when I slipped him my derringer while removing his handcuffs. The thought was that I would lag behind, and recapture my prisoner after his hopeful escape. Heck he might even be worth more money at that point in time.
The District Attorney told me to turn that piece of junk I called a truck around and get out of his county as fast as I could. No problem since I figured I had some time to waste while waiting for my prisoner to escape.
I had almost reached the curve heading back to Paso Real, when I noticed a truck the same year model as mine stopped on the side of the road. As I approached, I gazed upon the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
Closer inspection showed that she had a flat tire. Further inquiry determined that she did not have a spare tire. Without hesitation I took my spare and put it on her vehicle. While she was talking about what a coincidence it was that my tire would fit on her truck; I couldn’t help thinking, how could any woman living in the land of the dead be so beautiful.
As she was getting ready to continue her journey she handed me a small cross, and said this will protect you from the coming storm. As she drove off, I couldn’t help thinking: what a fool for not asking her name.
The approaching storm had me thinking, I hope the cross she gave me will make up for giving my derringer to Mr. Fugitive.
I knew that my day was not going to get any better when I heard my right front tire explode as I started skidding into a ditch.
Not wanting to spend the night in my truck, I thought; since I’m only about thirty yards from the curve, perhaps I can run fast enough to make it to the abandoned bordello before the rain and sleet start. At least that way I’ll only be cold instead of both cold and wet.
I could not believe what happened next. I was almost trampled flat by a run a way wagon being pulled by four of the blackest horses I have ever seen. Two simultaneous thoughts struck me, why hadn’t I seen or heard the wagon coming, and second maybe the cross from the lady with car trouble was more valuable than my derringer.
There was little time for thinking as the storm had started to blow in. I started running towards the curve and Paso Real abandoned bordello with every ounce of energy in my body.
The strong wind and swirling dust blocked my view of Paso Real until I collapsed from total exhaustion twenty to thirty yards from the entrance.
What I saw next shocked me more than the incident with the run a way wagon. I could not believe what I was seeing. The abandoned saloon/bordello looked like it must have the first day it was open for business.
As I struggled to stand up, I realized that I was still holding the cross given me by the lady with car trouble. I then made my way to the swinging doors to get in out of the now pouring rain.
The cantina part of Paso Real, a part time hotel and full time bordello, was empty except for the bartender. The glance of his warm eyes was instantly followed by a haunting baritone voice bidding me welcome.
The reassuring greeting caused me to put the lady’s cross in my pocket I asked for a beer. The bartender quipped “the special is two beers, and a burned steak with black beans. It’s a better deal for the money.”
Not in any hurry to settle in and wanting to find out more about what was going on; my response was that I could only afford one beer.
In less than a heartbeat the bar tender announced that he was always willing to run a tab for anybody looking for the devil’s gold. My wary look generated the following one sided conversation. The devil1s gold used to be called Taylor’s Gold.
During the 1845 war General Taylor came this far south to secure the Rio Grande from incursions by Mexico. He crossed the Arroyo just beyond the curve just east of here. After marching about twenty miles General Taylor started thinking he might have actually crossed the Rio Grande and be twenty miles in Mexico.
Not wanting to jeopardize his army’s gold payroll, Taylor sent one of his most trusted officers with twelve of his most trusted enlisted men to cross back across the Arroyo and bury the payroll which consisted of a thousand pounds of gold coins.
History has it that after burying the gold, the entire unit was ambushed by who knows who. Unfortunately, the dead thirteen took their secret of where the gold was buried with them. Taylor was forced to bring in an additional payroll for his troops through Point Isabel.
Legend has it that the devil sent his demons to destroy Taylor’s unit because he wanted all that gold to attract greedy souls. The rules are simple those who find the Devil’s gold can keep all they can get away with.
The special is two beers, and one burned steak with black beans. Want me to run a tab? I just know anybody named Johnny Angel would never pass up two beers and a burned steak with black beans.
My response, “You can tell me how to go about finding Taylor’s gold while I settle back and enjoy your hospitality.”
The long and the short of the Bartender’s second one sided conversation was … to be continued Part II.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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Texas Drifter Green Justice Cheapest
Marshall’s Law Townhall Dateline- Low dollar research study reveals Obama’s Marxist sometimes nationalist always fascist socialist Democratic Party Green justice system is cheapest legal system to operate on planet earth.
Consider Green justice system components:
1. Obama’s and Democratic Party’s poliopathic ideas and mandates based on scientific fraud, ever heard of “global warming” or “climate change”;
2. Federal agency director’s administrative rulings; and
3. Federal bureaucrats enforcing above ideas, mandates, and rulings.
Compare above system to constitutional republic justice system components:
1. U.S. Constitution and Bill of Rights
2. Voters choosing Congressmen, Senators, and Executive branch officials
3. House, Senate, Executive Branch legislation
4. Alleged victims
5. Accused defendants
6. Constables Offices
7. Sheriff’s Offices / law enforcement: investigations and possible arrests
8. Justice of Peace: names charges and sets bail
9. Grand Jury: indictments
10. Prosecution Attorney
11. Defense Attorney
12. Judge
13. Bailiff
14. Court Reporter
15. Witnesses
16. Jury
17. Press
18. First Appeals Court’s options
19. Second Appeals Court’s options
20. Supreme Court options
21. Executive Branch Pardon Option
22. House, Senate, Executive Branch improve or amend legislation
23. Voters re-elect or vote out Congressmen, Senators, or Executive Branch personnel
24. Start entire process over for every single citizen’s case
25. Your author may have inadvertently omitted one of above components
You the reader can run your own financial numbers of different financial costs for Green justice legal systems and constitutional republic justice legal justice systems.
Low dollar research study concludes that American patriots can never claim that Obama’s Marxist sometimes nationalist always fascist socialist Democratic Party Green justice system is not cheapest legal system to operate on planet earth.
Patriotic citizens can also not claim that Obama’s Marxist sometimes nationalist always fascist socialist Democratic Party Green poliopathic policies based on scientific fraud are not trying to reduce America’s national debt by replacing constitutional republic justice legal system with cheaper Green justice legal system.
Marshall’s Law Townhall Dateline- Low dollar research study reveals Obama’s Marxist sometimes nationalist always fascist socialist Democratic Party Green justice system is cheapest legal system to operate on planet earth.
Consider Green justice system components:
1. Obama’s and Democratic Party’s poliopathic ideas and mandates based on scientific fraud, ever heard of “global warming” or “climate change”;
2. Federal agency director’s administrative rulings; and
3. Federal bureaucrats enforcing above ideas, mandates, and rulings.
Compare above system to constitutional republic justice system components:
1. U.S. Constitution and Bill of Rights
2. Voters choosing Congressmen, Senators, and Executive branch officials
3. House, Senate, Executive Branch legislation
4. Alleged victims
5. Accused defendants
6. Constables Offices
7. Sheriff’s Offices / law enforcement: investigations and possible arrests
8. Justice of Peace: names charges and sets bail
9. Grand Jury: indictments
10. Prosecution Attorney
11. Defense Attorney
12. Judge
13. Bailiff
14. Court Reporter
15. Witnesses
16. Jury
17. Press
18. First Appeals Court’s options
19. Second Appeals Court’s options
20. Supreme Court options
21. Executive Branch Pardon Option
22. House, Senate, Executive Branch improve or amend legislation
23. Voters re-elect or vote out Congressmen, Senators, or Executive Branch personnel
24. Start entire process over for every single citizen’s case
25. Your author may have inadvertently omitted one of above components
You the reader can run your own financial numbers of different financial costs for Green justice legal systems and constitutional republic justice legal justice systems.
Low dollar research study concludes that American patriots can never claim that Obama’s Marxist sometimes nationalist always fascist socialist Democratic Party Green justice system is not cheapest legal system to operate on planet earth.
Patriotic citizens can also not claim that Obama’s Marxist sometimes nationalist always fascist socialist Democratic Party Green poliopathic policies based on scientific fraud are not trying to reduce America’s national debt by replacing constitutional republic justice legal system with cheaper Green justice legal system.
Monday, February 15, 2010
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Texas Drifter: Vanity Is False God
Marshall’s Law Townhall Dateline – Questions with more questions, have some self proclaimed conservative celebrities forgotten that confident sacrifices recruit free will citizen allies while self serving vanities only attracts groupies? Translation: Vanity is a false God.
Moving on to and through more questions:
1. Why are grassroots conservatives asking if Texas Governor Perry was mean spirited by using carpetbaggers to ambush Texas Republican candidate for Governor Medina on national talk radio?
2. Is one of Beck’s staff members “big time” supporter of Texas Governor Perry?
3. Has same radio show host also trashed U.S. Senator and Republican candidate for Governor Hutchinson to subtly provide assistance to Texas Governor Perry?
4. How can radio host claim issue was abortion, when Medina is allegedly pro life while Hutchinson is allegedly pro choice?
5. Is saddest part of this issue, that statistically all Perry had to do to be re-elected was be top vote getter in primary, and then take just a few of third place finisher’s votes to earn right to represent Republican Party in General election. As far as general election, most Texans are not ready to elect Obama’s puppet Governor of Texas.
6. Does Perry’s use of carpetbaggers to trash Republican competitors in Republican primaries on national radio, show Perry to be a man more devoted to serving his own vanities than doing what is best for Republican Party?
7. Doubt legitimacy of above question, if Perry’s beyond sleazy win at any cost tactics angers conservative grass roots conservatives, Independents, and Reagan Democrats causing them to sit out 2010 elections; Perry might be remembered for getting Obama’s puppet elected Governor of Texas.
8. If "INDEPENDENT" truthful answers to above questions reflect poorly on Perry, should he withdraw from Governor’s race?
9. A question for some of Perry’s supporters who support him only because Perry claims t0 be pro-life. What if Perry only claims to be pro-life to get your vote, and ignores most of other nine Commandments. Do you still vote for Perry if there is better than lesser of two evils alternative?
Enough regional politics moving on to more lessons about gathering intelligence to win shadow wars, excerpts from SPY AS A VERB.
Class Introduction:
The professional surveillance manager or surveillance agent believes that a no backup attitude is the difference between winners who never quit, and survivors who quit when they break even.
A career in surveillance teaches the following: Intelligence is power; accurate information is intelligence and non-prejudicial investigations generate accurate information. Conclusion: covert intelligence can provide an edge that when combined with appropriate timely resources can determine outcome.
Surveillance managers have two basic operation management styles to choose from: observer or participant. Mutual components for both operation management styles include: security; resource management; databases; contacts; experts; investigation; surveillance; and undercover activities.
It takes ability, experience, integrity, and attitude to make participant management style work. SPYING AS A VERB: The Art and Ethics of Surveillance introduces basic principles necessary to develop the proper attitude for the participant management style.
Spying as a verb describes the world’s second oldest profession, undercover agents and spies are different creatures, one is an “outsider,” the other is a traitor.
Never forget, even the best teaching is no substitute for experience. Why anyone would pursue a career in the intelligence industry: enjoys “terrible beauty”, patriotism respects Cincinatus honor, or has nothing to prove. As for your instructor’s motives, work I learned how to do for honest money.
Part One: Theory
“Ignoring theory makes it harder to adapt technique to existing realty.”
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It is doubtful that concept of extreme duty will ever achieve great popularity. Commitment to protect a client or team member may require stepping into a bullet. The first goal is to protect person or persons in their care.
Such a tactic might provide the edge that protects, and allows professionals to complete their assignment. What is the old rule: Everybody gets paid; everybody does their job; and everybody comes home. Be advised, there are no expendable bullet catching team members in intelligence operations; this is just one of the rules that separates the good guys from socialists.
Professional integrity is determined by the quality of their clients, and in some cases client’s personal motives. There are four types of hired guns:
1) Private sector with good clients;
2) Private sector with bad clients;
3) Public sector using legal means; and
4) Public sector using illegal means.
Regardless of the type of hired gun confronting the good private sector hired gun is best served with a nothing personal just doing my job attitude. After all, bad guys without a badge, and bad guys with a badge are both criminals.
Disciples of extreme duty do not work for people who are not worth the effort. How many average employees are willing to sacrifice their futures to protect their employer from serious or fatal injury?
Once an assignment is accepted, professional disciples of extreme duty are only concerned with their paid goal; not costs, odds, or public opinion. In shades of gray worlds, field managers and agents may be required to maintain control while working wounded without backup.
Regardless of special circumstances, intelligence management is not a career for self-destructive or those wanting to be remembered as heroes. Think about it; if one gets injured or killed while on assignment, how can they enjoy the financial rewards for their work?
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Perhaps the most neglected public relations tactic when dealing with witnesses, clients, staff, and the public is professional courtesy. This is a subject that requires a training manual unto itself.
Professional courtesy is one of those traits that separates amateurs from
professionals; this important career trait represents a learned habit that comes from maturity. It does not matter how vile or contemptible the person in question is, they are entitled to professional courtesy.
For example, an incompetent judge who sells his own children to a satanic cult for human sacrifices is still entitled to professional courtesy. Surveillance managers and their agents do not have to like or respect everyone, but they do need to exhibit professional courtesy to everyone.
Personal respect and professional courtesy are different concepts.
Concerning professional respect, individuals who are disciples of extreme duty deserve respect.
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The success of any operation depends on primary strategy A bad initial decision can create predestined failure. Apolitical professionals must avoid dogmatic strategic principles that do not change with the times. The primary strategy for any investigation or intelligence operation is having the right people; with the right equipment; doing the right things; at the right time.
Decision making in this business, sometimes means working in environments where results of mistakes cannot always be made whole.
Success is the only acceptable standard for service plans designed to follow clients’ instructions.
Some simple portraits of reality: desire without ability is misdirected energy; the difference between average and good is experience; and the wall between good and great is attitude.
Surveillance manager responsibility for employees includes: hiring, training, supervising, and motivating. This is not a complicated process, and in return the employee has the right to expect that the field manager will make sure their interests while on assignment are always protected.
Final decisions of case overall strategy should rest with the client. It is their money paying for the operation, so the independent contractors should learn to follow their decisions.
The participant manager’s responsibility is limited to determining specific strategy, and managing the investigation. One may not agree with the client’s decisions on how the case should be managed. However, since it is not the operative’s money that is paying for the operation, the operative should always provide total commitment to the clients’ decisions.
If one feels that the client is not capable of consistently making proper decisions; then one should not accept their money and find another client. The client-attorney is ultimately responsible for the outcome of the entire case, and may have reasons they do not wish to discuss with the surveillance manager as to why certain strategies should not be pursued.
Case strategy decisions of concern are those that relate directly to the investigation. Ethics is concerned with a clients’ strategy when that strategy threatens physical security or professional reputation.
Team members have a responsibility to express opinions on intelligence related strategies; still, never forget, the recruit’s ultimate responsibility is to “be a good soldier” and follow orders.
Surveillance managers are more leaders than administrators. The benefits of responsibility also come with potential risks and consequences. Managers’ responsibilities are concise and include the following: protect clients’ interests; maintain integrity of the investigation; and make sure that staff and innocent bystanders do not become unnecessary casualties during the investigation. These objectives come tuning the basics.
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Physical health, emotional stability, and moral clarity influence the quality of work product. Commitment to responsibility achieves freedom, harmony, and natural prosperity.
Free citizens do not depend on others to make decisions that they must live with. No two cases will ever be the same; just like no two citizens ever follow the same road from infinity to eternity.
The 20th Century dream was to be free; the new goal is to stay free from debt; poverty; ignorance; intolerance; prejudice; poor health; moral or economic socialism; and socialist corporate feudalism.
Individuals, who abandon America’s traditional revolutionary values, face the risk of being co-opted by values not conducive to professional work ethics.
Closing thoughts, Texas Drifter’s Media Policies:
Legal Public Notice – Texas Drifter, A.K.A. John R. Marshall is original non-serial killer Texas Drifter orphan, with some money; that is original non-serial killer Mr. Texas Drifter orphan, with some money for liberals and Obama’s zombies.
1. One personal interview per month “Every Third Monday” KGAB AM 650 Cheyenne, Wyoming is explaining not complaining, that is about all Texas Drifter’s old body and sometimes demented mind can tolerate.
2. Continue one minimum weekly posting on Marshall’s Law Townhall.
3. Continue working on non-fiction short stories.
4. Continue personal interests, one example creating and crafting pistol grips for black powder pistols complimented by Felina’s Crosses.
Irony is a great word; imagine Texas Drifter not being remembered for is words, lessons, unheralded work; rather crafter pistol grips and Felina’s Crosses. Life what wonderful joyous Heavenly blessing so long as citizens appreciate and defend Heaven’s favorite Constitutional Republic.
Marshall’s Law Townhall Dateline – Questions with more questions, have some self proclaimed conservative celebrities forgotten that confident sacrifices recruit free will citizen allies while self serving vanities only attracts groupies? Translation: Vanity is a false God.
Moving on to and through more questions:
1. Why are grassroots conservatives asking if Texas Governor Perry was mean spirited by using carpetbaggers to ambush Texas Republican candidate for Governor Medina on national talk radio?
2. Is one of Beck’s staff members “big time” supporter of Texas Governor Perry?
3. Has same radio show host also trashed U.S. Senator and Republican candidate for Governor Hutchinson to subtly provide assistance to Texas Governor Perry?
4. How can radio host claim issue was abortion, when Medina is allegedly pro life while Hutchinson is allegedly pro choice?
5. Is saddest part of this issue, that statistically all Perry had to do to be re-elected was be top vote getter in primary, and then take just a few of third place finisher’s votes to earn right to represent Republican Party in General election. As far as general election, most Texans are not ready to elect Obama’s puppet Governor of Texas.
6. Does Perry’s use of carpetbaggers to trash Republican competitors in Republican primaries on national radio, show Perry to be a man more devoted to serving his own vanities than doing what is best for Republican Party?
7. Doubt legitimacy of above question, if Perry’s beyond sleazy win at any cost tactics angers conservative grass roots conservatives, Independents, and Reagan Democrats causing them to sit out 2010 elections; Perry might be remembered for getting Obama’s puppet elected Governor of Texas.
8. If "INDEPENDENT" truthful answers to above questions reflect poorly on Perry, should he withdraw from Governor’s race?
9. A question for some of Perry’s supporters who support him only because Perry claims t0 be pro-life. What if Perry only claims to be pro-life to get your vote, and ignores most of other nine Commandments. Do you still vote for Perry if there is better than lesser of two evils alternative?
Enough regional politics moving on to more lessons about gathering intelligence to win shadow wars, excerpts from SPY AS A VERB.
Class Introduction:
The professional surveillance manager or surveillance agent believes that a no backup attitude is the difference between winners who never quit, and survivors who quit when they break even.
A career in surveillance teaches the following: Intelligence is power; accurate information is intelligence and non-prejudicial investigations generate accurate information. Conclusion: covert intelligence can provide an edge that when combined with appropriate timely resources can determine outcome.
Surveillance managers have two basic operation management styles to choose from: observer or participant. Mutual components for both operation management styles include: security; resource management; databases; contacts; experts; investigation; surveillance; and undercover activities.
It takes ability, experience, integrity, and attitude to make participant management style work. SPYING AS A VERB: The Art and Ethics of Surveillance introduces basic principles necessary to develop the proper attitude for the participant management style.
Spying as a verb describes the world’s second oldest profession, undercover agents and spies are different creatures, one is an “outsider,” the other is a traitor.
Never forget, even the best teaching is no substitute for experience. Why anyone would pursue a career in the intelligence industry: enjoys “terrible beauty”, patriotism respects Cincinatus honor, or has nothing to prove. As for your instructor’s motives, work I learned how to do for honest money.
Part One: Theory
“Ignoring theory makes it harder to adapt technique to existing realty.”
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It is doubtful that concept of extreme duty will ever achieve great popularity. Commitment to protect a client or team member may require stepping into a bullet. The first goal is to protect person or persons in their care.
Such a tactic might provide the edge that protects, and allows professionals to complete their assignment. What is the old rule: Everybody gets paid; everybody does their job; and everybody comes home. Be advised, there are no expendable bullet catching team members in intelligence operations; this is just one of the rules that separates the good guys from socialists.
Professional integrity is determined by the quality of their clients, and in some cases client’s personal motives. There are four types of hired guns:
1) Private sector with good clients;
2) Private sector with bad clients;
3) Public sector using legal means; and
4) Public sector using illegal means.
Regardless of the type of hired gun confronting the good private sector hired gun is best served with a nothing personal just doing my job attitude. After all, bad guys without a badge, and bad guys with a badge are both criminals.
Disciples of extreme duty do not work for people who are not worth the effort. How many average employees are willing to sacrifice their futures to protect their employer from serious or fatal injury?
Once an assignment is accepted, professional disciples of extreme duty are only concerned with their paid goal; not costs, odds, or public opinion. In shades of gray worlds, field managers and agents may be required to maintain control while working wounded without backup.
Regardless of special circumstances, intelligence management is not a career for self-destructive or those wanting to be remembered as heroes. Think about it; if one gets injured or killed while on assignment, how can they enjoy the financial rewards for their work?
<2>
Perhaps the most neglected public relations tactic when dealing with witnesses, clients, staff, and the public is professional courtesy. This is a subject that requires a training manual unto itself.
Professional courtesy is one of those traits that separates amateurs from
professionals; this important career trait represents a learned habit that comes from maturity. It does not matter how vile or contemptible the person in question is, they are entitled to professional courtesy.
For example, an incompetent judge who sells his own children to a satanic cult for human sacrifices is still entitled to professional courtesy. Surveillance managers and their agents do not have to like or respect everyone, but they do need to exhibit professional courtesy to everyone.
Personal respect and professional courtesy are different concepts.
Concerning professional respect, individuals who are disciples of extreme duty deserve respect.
<3>
The success of any operation depends on primary strategy A bad initial decision can create predestined failure. Apolitical professionals must avoid dogmatic strategic principles that do not change with the times. The primary strategy for any investigation or intelligence operation is having the right people; with the right equipment; doing the right things; at the right time.
Decision making in this business, sometimes means working in environments where results of mistakes cannot always be made whole.
Success is the only acceptable standard for service plans designed to follow clients’ instructions.
Some simple portraits of reality: desire without ability is misdirected energy; the difference between average and good is experience; and the wall between good and great is attitude.
Surveillance manager responsibility for employees includes: hiring, training, supervising, and motivating. This is not a complicated process, and in return the employee has the right to expect that the field manager will make sure their interests while on assignment are always protected.
Final decisions of case overall strategy should rest with the client. It is their money paying for the operation, so the independent contractors should learn to follow their decisions.
The participant manager’s responsibility is limited to determining specific strategy, and managing the investigation. One may not agree with the client’s decisions on how the case should be managed. However, since it is not the operative’s money that is paying for the operation, the operative should always provide total commitment to the clients’ decisions.
If one feels that the client is not capable of consistently making proper decisions; then one should not accept their money and find another client. The client-attorney is ultimately responsible for the outcome of the entire case, and may have reasons they do not wish to discuss with the surveillance manager as to why certain strategies should not be pursued.
Case strategy decisions of concern are those that relate directly to the investigation. Ethics is concerned with a clients’ strategy when that strategy threatens physical security or professional reputation.
Team members have a responsibility to express opinions on intelligence related strategies; still, never forget, the recruit’s ultimate responsibility is to “be a good soldier” and follow orders.
Surveillance managers are more leaders than administrators. The benefits of responsibility also come with potential risks and consequences. Managers’ responsibilities are concise and include the following: protect clients’ interests; maintain integrity of the investigation; and make sure that staff and innocent bystanders do not become unnecessary casualties during the investigation. These objectives come tuning the basics.
<4>
Physical health, emotional stability, and moral clarity influence the quality of work product. Commitment to responsibility achieves freedom, harmony, and natural prosperity.
Free citizens do not depend on others to make decisions that they must live with. No two cases will ever be the same; just like no two citizens ever follow the same road from infinity to eternity.
The 20th Century dream was to be free; the new goal is to stay free from debt; poverty; ignorance; intolerance; prejudice; poor health; moral or economic socialism; and socialist corporate feudalism.
Individuals, who abandon America’s traditional revolutionary values, face the risk of being co-opted by values not conducive to professional work ethics.
Closing thoughts, Texas Drifter’s Media Policies:
Legal Public Notice – Texas Drifter, A.K.A. John R. Marshall is original non-serial killer Texas Drifter orphan, with some money; that is original non-serial killer Mr. Texas Drifter orphan, with some money for liberals and Obama’s zombies.
1. One personal interview per month “Every Third Monday” KGAB AM 650 Cheyenne, Wyoming is explaining not complaining, that is about all Texas Drifter’s old body and sometimes demented mind can tolerate.
2. Continue one minimum weekly posting on Marshall’s Law Townhall.
3. Continue working on non-fiction short stories.
4. Continue personal interests, one example creating and crafting pistol grips for black powder pistols complimented by Felina’s Crosses.
Irony is a great word; imagine Texas Drifter not being remembered for is words, lessons, unheralded work; rather crafter pistol grips and Felina’s Crosses. Life what wonderful joyous Heavenly blessing so long as citizens appreciate and defend Heaven’s favorite Constitutional Republic.
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