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The Cost of Officer Roy Oliver

Tell me. . . tell me someone. . . that I'm wrong here. Good ol' Roy is allowed to 'hit' the streets and be a part of the Balch Springs, Tx finist. Then goes off his nut in a court of law, from the stand and scares lawyers. Anger Management issues. Actions speak louder than words. It looks to me like he failed this course bigtime. Then he's disrespectful to civilians. Can't communicate verbally or in written form. Next we give him a loaded gun and send him to an underage drinking get together. Why not just put uniforms on pitbulls? It'd be cheaper. Pitbulls can't shoot. Fingers crossed on this, other mean dogs have been allowed to walk. Michael Slager anyone?

You Never Know - You Just Never Know

I'm totally hanging out with the Kiddos and get this. . . I meet an incredible 4th Grade Author! I was totally blown away with her story, the imagery and characters. 4th Grade! What's the matter? You thought I was always on the path of truth and justice?

Just Think-Before the cops got to killing-There was the JusThis book

Wednesdazz Read. . .

Chapter 1

The Beginning

“Star Star” (The Rolling Stones)

Chimlyn heard a pigeon, or perhaps it was a dove, cooing softly. He and his buddies had gotten together to enjoy some underage drinking, but the town cop and some deputies showed up to spoil it. Everybody had scattered, leaving all the beer and other drunken possibilities at the scene of the crime. The cops had somehow found out they had planned to party at the barn, which had put an end to everything. No puking, burping, or playing grab ass. Life could be so unfair. If he had gotten apprehended (cop lingo for busted), life would’ve been even more unfair.

Chimlyn had ditched himself under a pile of straw in the hayloft. He just couldn’t get busted. His coach would kick him off the team, and football was too important to him. It was the only reason the other kids hung out with him.

He didn’t move a muscle for what seemed like hours, and it worked. He wasn’t one of those who got dinged for consumption by a minor. He made a promise on the spot that would last one whole week: no more drinking.

He left his hiding place only when he heard the prolonged sound of silence—no “10-4” or “How many perps did ya cite?” or any other of the language the law used.

* * *

Cop Killer

Remember when a Cop Killer was a guy who ambushed and killed a Cop? Now, sadly enough, it refers to yet another Cop gunning down an innocent kid.

The System failed Jordan Edwards and blood gushes in streets once rumored to be paved in gold.

A Follower of this Blog sent his idea of a Hero

Man, this one Skilled Firefighter.

Muslim Monsters (Warning-Disturbing-Very Disturbing)

Somethings are self-evident. If these gentlemen are beating this defenseless creature because Mohammed declared them filthy. . . well the world community has a problem. . . a big problem, on its hands.

My True Hero of the Week - Ayaan Hirsi Ali

Muslim Monsters stabbed her partner to death and have repeatedly threatened her life. She musta did something wrong-right? Well, near as I can tell, she shared an honest opinion and now some are calling for her death. For an opinion, I kid you not. Those who refuse to be silenced belong on our Heros List.

Wednesdazz Read

So here goes. You have an off-duty police officer who is involved in a fatal car vs pedestrian. The gruesome scene is what officers experiance from time to time. Then the incident is further personified when the officer realizes he knows the individual he has just struck.

Sample of JusThis for Wednesdazzz Read

JusThis

a novel

by Curt Rude

Dedication

If you can think it, you can say it. If you can say it, you can write it.

This excellent advice was offered to me by my loving wife.

Thus, Peggy, this work certainly must be dedicated to you.

Prologue

It was a typically dreary Halloween evening, full of warning of a winter soon to arrive in all its wind-driven glory. Driving fast, perhaps too fast in the cold blowing rain, Martin felt things could be made right. A sickening thud and a shattered windshield brought him back from his obsessive thoughts.

“Christ!” he thought. “A deer? Not a kid—god, not a kid or a trick-or-treater.”

Life suddenly downshifted from fast forward to slow motion. The screeching of tires seemed to last forever.

Martin leaped from the car, unable to deny the reality of what he was seeing. His eyes pulled him toward the carnage and a gruesome spectacle, the result of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

A large, bloody mass lay in a twisted, morbid position. Ribs, blown from the chest cavity and pointing toward the cold, uncaring sky while holding the torso up in a macabre fashion, met his gaze. What seemed to be a never-ending pool of gore engulfed the scene. Thick globs of meaty paste were spattered everywhere.

Martin’s shock-numbed mind told him to check for vitals, but his police training told him that would be foolish—the reaction of the sort of untrained, stupid civilians who were the butt of cop jokes. No, this spectacle that had once been a woman, a daughter, or maybe a mother, was now a bloody puddle of steaming meat and broken bones. Without even realizing it, he had stepped on a chunk of waxy yellow fat that clung to the sole of his shoe. This pile—a former living, breathing person—was giving up its warmth to the cold, indifferent night. The skull had been split in two from the force of the impact and the eyes pointed in different directions and seemed to be observing, but not comprehending.

Martin thought about the size of the impending lawsuit, but then thought of the meat scattered all over the road. Lawsuits, meat, blood. He even thought of how the blood always reminded him of gutting a deer. Thoughts were screaming through his adrenalin-fueled mind without any real direction or order.

He must have been in shock to be thinking so wildly. Christ, what next? He was brought back to the present by a woman screaming that she had called 911.

“Do you need anything else?” she called out.

“Yeah,” he thought, “I need to get away.”

It was like that airline commercial he saw while watching games on Sundays. He needed to get a long god damned way from that mess!

Martin couldn't believe fate had put his sorry ass into such a situation. Such things were supposed to happen to other sorry-ass bastards. He wasn’t a cop just doing his job and looking for clues at the scene of a 10-54 fatal traffic accident. He’d been the driver.

Jesus Christ, it was different being the driver and not just a wise-ass cop on the scene. Oh, for Christ’s sake, he had worked thousands of accidents, but never thought it would happen to him.

He found himself thinking, “Let this be some kind of dream.”

But it wasn't, and Martin, locked in a staring contest with the woman’s dying eyes, suddenly realized that he had looked into those eyes before.

A Hawk on Muslim Policy?

So I'm asked if Imma Hawk in regards to foreign policy toward the Muslim Community. Then here I am at a mosque, and low and behold, a hawk lands on the cresent moon. Kinda makes ya wonder.

24/7 Wall Street Article & My weekly rant.

Douglas McIntyre put together an interesting article under the headline "Why Aircraft Carriers Are Hard to Sink. Check this paragraph out. Do ya see a problem? Perhaps, as a writer I am picky. Interesting, one word can make the whole thing kinda silly.

Among the most important points The National Interest makes is that carriers are part of large groups of ships, Some of these carry Aegis combat systems, which are highly sophisticated naval defense systems. These groups also include their own submarines and a number of submarine detection methods and detergents.

Police search for Georgia man who ripped hijab off Muslim girl's head while shouting 'terrorist'.

New Spring Fashion Release in The Middle East. If ya think this is funny. . . time for a Click&Learn moment. Like I say. . . it starts with respect.

Fort Collins Police Chief Hutto stands by Officers

As per yesterdays post, yes, it was big time excessive use of force. Chief stands by the 'man' in uniform who went off his nut. . . which as a professional he is paid not too. 115 pound Michaella Surat has no doubt been pummeled with charges after the body slamming. City will let it all blow over and settle quietly. Charges will be dropped. Officer Bruno will be given a medal. Everyones happy.

Folks in Fort Collins, talk to your kids, thugs done took over your Police Dept! Your daughters ain't safe on the streets of Colorado I tell ya.

Necessary? Fort Collins Police Officer Body Slams a Woman.

You be the judge. . .

But remember, Officers in Fresno California arrested an armed suspect after he shot three white men.

Now I ask. . . great police work? Now we can ascertain whether this is terror related or not.

Seeing&Believing

Okay, so Steve Stephens kills a man and them himself. These comments are the end result. . .'I guess black lives matter only if a white cop is involved.' 'Shocked BLM hasn't somehow blamed this on society and the white man.' 'Black on black and no comment from BLM ... unless cops are the killers.' How about it's a tragedy and we're still holding our public servants accountable. This will result in superior policing which benefits us all. Check out Click&Learn and see if you don't agree. 

Click&Learn

We can still trust our eyes or did the Judical Establishment snatch that from us? For the law and order types please don't fret, these officers will get their jobs back. That is if past practices are any indication.

There ya go. Keep the pictures coming. I'll post one tomorrow.

Click&Learn

So you were thinkin' Brand of Justice couldn't happen. Click and Learn the easy way. Susan King had to learn the hard way.

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Oh and by the way, will be doing Meet and Greets for the weekend. Have a happy Easter even if ya ain't a Christian.  

Say it ain't so. . . Shoeless Curt

The only thing a muslim listens to is a gun or bomb. come on curt

I'm going to whole heartily disagree with this comment from yesterday. I mean really. Anyone watch the anguish that plays out in the news everyday from the Middle East?

One Helluva Fireworks Display

Let's see here, 59 Missiles at just north of a million apiece, the Russians were warned, who inturn let the Syrians know. They scoot while getting equipment outta there. Planes are already using the runway. The rest of the world watched and did not pay a dime. Many places ask for offerings for July Fourth Displays. I'm thinking we could have fired bottle rockets at 'em from a drone. Would have acomplished the same thing much cheaper. 

The Fox has landed in The White House

As I peek at the comments I see politics seems to be on every ones mind. Here's the deal, lawyers produce nothing but arguments. It's what they're paid to do. Produce nothing but arguments. Business men are producers and search for results. Lawyers have invaded D.C. at every level. Whether as Lobbiest, Law Makers or Judges. So you see, feathers are getting ruffled in the Hen House called D.C.