Stephen Clark
Harold Hurtt, a former police chief in Houston and Phoenix, has been hired as the director for the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement's Office of State and Local Coordination.
The Obama administration has tapped an outspoken critic of immigration enforcement on the local level to oversee and promote partnerships between federal and local officials.
Harold Hurtt, a former police chief in Houston and Phoenix, has been hired as the director for the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement's Office of State and Local Coordination. Starting July 6, Hurtt will supervise outreach and communication between ICE, local law enforcement agencies, tribal leaders and representatives from non-governmental organizations.
"Chief Hurtt is a respected member of the law enforcement community and understands the concerns of local law enforcement leaders," said John Morton, the Homeland Security assistant secretary for ICE. "His experience and skills will be an invaluable asset to the ICEs outreach and coordination efforts."
But as a police chief, Hurtt was a supporter of "sanctuary city" policies, by which illegal immigrants who don't commit crimes can live without fear of exposure or detainment because police don't check for immigration papers.
He also, during his tenure as Houston police chief, criticized ICE's key program that draws on local law enforcement's support.
"There's no way you can head up an office if you don't believe in what the office is supposed to do," Curtis Collier of U.S. Border Watch, told the Houston Chronicle. "Immigration and Customs Enforcement's primary mission is to protect the American people. If this guy believes any of these programs should not be enforced, he's certainly going to be a very weak advocate for them."
Kelly Nantel, a spokeswoman for ICE, told FoxNews.com that Hurtt has always been a proponent of the jail model of the 287(g) program, which gives local police authority to initiate deportation proceedings against illegal immigrants linked to serious crimes -- but as a police chief, he didn't favor more proactive local enforcement because he didn't believe it was the best utilization of his resources.
"I think the critics are only talking about half of what he said," she said. "He's always been a strong proponent of every law enforcement agency making those decision on their own."
Critics say his pro-immigration policies enabled illegal immigrants to kill two police officers and seriously injure another in Phoenix before he left in 2005 and to kill an officer in Houston before he retired in 2009. (emphasis by Wirecutter)
The widow of one of the officers, Rodney Johnson, who was fatally shot by an illegal immigrant with a long criminal record, is suing Hurtt for enacting policies that she says led to his death.
But Nantel dismissed such allegations.
"The responsibility of those homicides lies on the shoulder of the individuals who committed the crimes," Nantel said.
Hurtt's position at ICE reportedly pays $180,000 a year.
http://www.foxnews.com/
Fuck you Obama. Fuck you Janet. This just goes to show how serious you are about border enforcement and the safety of out nation.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Bacon. Mmmmm..... bacon
This doesn't mean we're dating, just thought you needed some ideas for next Valentines' Day if ya ever find the next ex.
Thanks, Terry. Just when you got my hopes up......
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Loading a vintage six shooter
Everybody knows that you're supposed to carry an older Single Action revolver with the hammer down on an empty chamber to prevent an accidental discharge, but damned few people nowadays know how to do it.
It's real simple:
Load one chamber, skip one, load four and without moving the cylinder, bring the hammer to full cock and lower it on the empty chamber.
If your revolver has been modified to carry 5 rounds, load one, skip one, load three and bring the hammer to full cock and lower it.
Damn, I miss my old 3 Screw Ruger.
It's real simple:
Load one chamber, skip one, load four and without moving the cylinder, bring the hammer to full cock and lower it on the empty chamber.
If your revolver has been modified to carry 5 rounds, load one, skip one, load three and bring the hammer to full cock and lower it.
Damn, I miss my old 3 Screw Ruger.
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Tattoo Jim
To those who are asking about Tattoo Jim:
I don't know where in the fuck he's at. He does drop out of sight occasionally, ya know.
I kicked him an email just now, hopefully he'll answer tonight or tomorrow.
When I hear from him, I'll let y'all know.
I don't know where in the fuck he's at. He does drop out of sight occasionally, ya know.
I kicked him an email just now, hopefully he'll answer tonight or tomorrow.
When I hear from him, I'll let y'all know.
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Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Why didn't think of that?
OIL SPILL CAPPED!
BP has announces that they have successfully capped the oil well with a wedding ring.
It immediately quit putting out.
- Debbie
BP has announces that they have successfully capped the oil well with a wedding ring.
It immediately quit putting out.
- Debbie
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More Security Tips - or Paranoia 101
All right, I thought of some shit to keep y'all safe. You may be worrying your ass off after I put ideas into your head but if you listen to your Ol' Uncle Wirecutter you might make it through the night.
Cell phones:
First off, sleep with your cell phone as well as a landline. Why, you ask? In case your landline gets cut, dumbass. But one thing you need to make sure of is that your cell connects to your local 911 when you dial that. It may sound stupid, but up until a couple of years ago, my cell would connect to the Highway Patrol in the county to the north of me. No shit, and I live in a city of 200,000.
But even if it doesn't, whoever it does connect to will transfer your call. It may waste precious seconds but it's better than nothing.
Train your youngsters how to dial 911. If they have cells, have them sleep with them too.
Listed numbers:
If you have a listed home phone, it may also have your address listed. All a tweeker has to do is stand outside your door, dial your number and see if you answer. Either get your number unlisted or see if you can have your address deleted when the new phone book comes out.
Answering machines:
Turn the ringer off and the volume down when you leave the house. Granted, when the local tweeker is standing outside your house after dialing your number he's still gonna get your machine but now he's wondering if the resident's gone or inside sleeping and don't want to be disturbed.
Ladies, if you don't have a man living there, have a trusted male record your message for you. DO NOT record a message featuring just you and your kids. It may sound cute, but it tells a rapist or a baby-raper that there ain't a man there to stop him.
Security Systems:
If you moved into a home with a system already installed, you can skip this part.
Every once in a while, I get a salesman at my door offering me a free/discounted security system. Then they offer a free home inspection to point out my weak spots. I politely tell them no, that there's somebody here 24/7 and send them on their way. Why? Let me tell you a story:
Cousin Eugene was a Professional. Not a professional security specialist, but a professional criminal. He bought himself a fancy uniform complete with patches and name tags, then went door to door soliciting home security systems complete with free inspections. Then a couple of weeks later him and his partner in crime would go back and burglarize the house that Eugene had cased out with the homeowner watching.
If you want a security system, call your local PD and ask for their recommendations, then call them yourself.
Appearances Are Everything:
Do whatever you can to make the Bad Guys think twice. Go to your local thrift store and buy a beat up old pair of work boots and park them motherfuckers right outside your front door. If there's not a man in the house, it'll look like there is one. If there is a man living there, it'll look like he's there now. It may backfire, though. I did this a few years ago and some homeless dude ripped them off.
If you can't own a dog, make it look like you do. Look in your local paper and find a BIG doghouse for sale cheap. Put it where a burglar would look. He's gonna wonder where the dog is. Inside? With you? And while you're at it, put some dog toys next to it, and a food dish wouldn't hurt. A BIG food dish.
I've got a sign on my door in both English and Mexican that reads "DAY SLEEPER - DO NOT DISTURB." This works especially well if you follow my next tip.
If you have a neighbor with more than one vehicle, invite them to park one of them in front of your house. Sweeten the pot by offering to help keep an eye on it.
Well, that's about it for this edition of Paranoia 101. More to follow at a later date.
Cell phones:
First off, sleep with your cell phone as well as a landline. Why, you ask? In case your landline gets cut, dumbass. But one thing you need to make sure of is that your cell connects to your local 911 when you dial that. It may sound stupid, but up until a couple of years ago, my cell would connect to the Highway Patrol in the county to the north of me. No shit, and I live in a city of 200,000.
But even if it doesn't, whoever it does connect to will transfer your call. It may waste precious seconds but it's better than nothing.
Train your youngsters how to dial 911. If they have cells, have them sleep with them too.
Listed numbers:
If you have a listed home phone, it may also have your address listed. All a tweeker has to do is stand outside your door, dial your number and see if you answer. Either get your number unlisted or see if you can have your address deleted when the new phone book comes out.
Answering machines:
Turn the ringer off and the volume down when you leave the house. Granted, when the local tweeker is standing outside your house after dialing your number he's still gonna get your machine but now he's wondering if the resident's gone or inside sleeping and don't want to be disturbed.
Ladies, if you don't have a man living there, have a trusted male record your message for you. DO NOT record a message featuring just you and your kids. It may sound cute, but it tells a rapist or a baby-raper that there ain't a man there to stop him.
Security Systems:
If you moved into a home with a system already installed, you can skip this part.
Every once in a while, I get a salesman at my door offering me a free/discounted security system. Then they offer a free home inspection to point out my weak spots. I politely tell them no, that there's somebody here 24/7 and send them on their way. Why? Let me tell you a story:
Cousin Eugene was a Professional. Not a professional security specialist, but a professional criminal. He bought himself a fancy uniform complete with patches and name tags, then went door to door soliciting home security systems complete with free inspections. Then a couple of weeks later him and his partner in crime would go back and burglarize the house that Eugene had cased out with the homeowner watching.
If you want a security system, call your local PD and ask for their recommendations, then call them yourself.
Appearances Are Everything:
Do whatever you can to make the Bad Guys think twice. Go to your local thrift store and buy a beat up old pair of work boots and park them motherfuckers right outside your front door. If there's not a man in the house, it'll look like there is one. If there is a man living there, it'll look like he's there now. It may backfire, though. I did this a few years ago and some homeless dude ripped them off.
If you can't own a dog, make it look like you do. Look in your local paper and find a BIG doghouse for sale cheap. Put it where a burglar would look. He's gonna wonder where the dog is. Inside? With you? And while you're at it, put some dog toys next to it, and a food dish wouldn't hurt. A BIG food dish.
I've got a sign on my door in both English and Mexican that reads "DAY SLEEPER - DO NOT DISTURB." This works especially well if you follow my next tip.
If you have a neighbor with more than one vehicle, invite them to park one of them in front of your house. Sweeten the pot by offering to help keep an eye on it.
Well, that's about it for this edition of Paranoia 101. More to follow at a later date.
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FUCK YOU, OBAMA!!!!
So what in the fuck do you expect when you give a soldier a job to do and then put restrictions on how to it and won't give him the tools and people to do the job, asshole?
By JENNIFER LOVEN and ANNE GEARAN, Associated Press
WASHINGTON – President Barack Obama rebuked his Afghanistan war commander for "poor judgment" Tuesday and considered whether to fire him in the most extraordinary airing of military-civilian tensions since Harry Truman stripped Gen. Douglas MacArthur of his command a half century ago.
The White House summoned Gen. Stanley McChrystal to Washington to explain disparaging comments about his commander in chief and Obama's top aides. The meeting set for Wednesday was a last-ditch moment for the general once considered the war's brightest hope.
If not insubordination, the remarks in a forthcoming Rolling Stone magazine article were at least an indirect challenge to civilian management of the war in Washington by its top military commander.
"I think it's clear that the article in which he and his team appeared showed a poor — showed poor judgment," the president said, surrounded by members of his Cabinet at the close of their meeting. "But I also want to make sure that I talk to him directly before I make any final decisions."
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Sunday, June 20, 2010
There's gotta be a reason
Why is it that every dog that's ever owned me instinctively knows what "Get the fuck out of my way" means?
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Friday, June 18, 2010
I can only hope.....
I heard a tapping on my doorpost earlier tonight which was kinda sorta unusual seeing as I generally discourage company and everybody I know knows that.
I picked up my 45 and grabbed CharlieGodammit by the collar and answered the door to find my pyscho neighbor's cutie daughter there.
She was there to tell me about several home invasions in our neighborhood (she lives a block away) in the past couple of days, which really surprised me seeing as I live in a working class area and according to MPD stats, we've only had 1 burglary in the past year.
Misty told me that the home invasions all occured between 6 and 10 PM and they've entered through the back door.
I thanked her and immediately went and opened my back door.
Hey, it's not every day that you got a chance to legally shoot somebody......
I picked up my 45 and grabbed CharlieGodammit by the collar and answered the door to find my pyscho neighbor's cutie daughter there.
She was there to tell me about several home invasions in our neighborhood (she lives a block away) in the past couple of days, which really surprised me seeing as I live in a working class area and according to MPD stats, we've only had 1 burglary in the past year.
Misty told me that the home invasions all occured between 6 and 10 PM and they've entered through the back door.
I thanked her and immediately went and opened my back door.
Hey, it's not every day that you got a chance to legally shoot somebody......
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Callin' 'em in
I see a lot of electronic calls for sale and I gotta tell you, I consider them to be cheating. Half if not most of the fun about coyote(pronounced kI-Ote, not kI-Otee) hunting is calling in the motherfuckers yourself.
I can't even begin to describe to folks the thrill I get when I call in a coyote with my mouth calls. No shit, I'm always surprised when I see one coming in. It doesn't matter if I get a shot or not, it's always a kick in the ass to know that I got that motherfucker to run to me.
In my opinion, Todd Sullivan and Les Johnson put out the most versatile calls. You can jackrabbit, cottontail, coyote howl, ki-yi or growl with them.
If you want a real winning combo up in the hills, try a squirrel bark, a coyote growl, then a distress call. If there's a coyote anywhere around, he'll soon be in the back of your truck headed for the skinning rack.
I can't even begin to describe to folks the thrill I get when I call in a coyote with my mouth calls. No shit, I'm always surprised when I see one coming in. It doesn't matter if I get a shot or not, it's always a kick in the ass to know that I got that motherfucker to run to me.
In my opinion, Todd Sullivan and Les Johnson put out the most versatile calls. You can jackrabbit, cottontail, coyote howl, ki-yi or growl with them.
If you want a real winning combo up in the hills, try a squirrel bark, a coyote growl, then a distress call. If there's a coyote anywhere around, he'll soon be in the back of your truck headed for the skinning rack.
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My kinda kid
EAST PROVIDENCE, R.I. – A Rhode Island boy whose school banned a hat he made because the toy soldiers on it carried tiny guns was awarded a medal on Friday for his patriotic efforts.
Lt. Gen. Reginald Centracchio, the retired head of the Rhode Island National Guard, gave 8-year-old David Morales a medal called a challenge coin during an appearance on WPRO-AM's John DePetro show.
Centracchio said the second-grader should be thanked for recognizing veterans and soldiers.
"You did nothing wrong, and you did an outstanding job," he said. "We can only hope that kids of your caliber will continue to defend this country."
Centracchio also gave David a certificate that allows him to call himself a brigadier general.
David was assigned to make a hat last week for a project at the Tiogue School in Coventry. He chose a patriotic theme and glued plastic Army figures to a camouflage baseball cap. But school officials said the hat ran afoul of their no-weapons policy because the Army men held tiny guns.
A no-weapons policy because Army men held tiny guns? Are you fucking kidding me? This kid should've been commended by his school, not punished.
Fucking liberals......
Lt. Gen. Reginald Centracchio, the retired head of the Rhode Island National Guard, gave 8-year-old David Morales a medal called a challenge coin during an appearance on WPRO-AM's John DePetro show.
Centracchio said the second-grader should be thanked for recognizing veterans and soldiers.
"You did nothing wrong, and you did an outstanding job," he said. "We can only hope that kids of your caliber will continue to defend this country."
Centracchio also gave David a certificate that allows him to call himself a brigadier general.
David was assigned to make a hat last week for a project at the Tiogue School in Coventry. He chose a patriotic theme and glued plastic Army figures to a camouflage baseball cap. But school officials said the hat ran afoul of their no-weapons policy because the Army men held tiny guns.
A no-weapons policy because Army men held tiny guns? Are you fucking kidding me? This kid should've been commended by his school, not punished.
Fucking liberals......
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BP boycott
Hey, I've been seeing some things on the web about boycotting BP because of the spill.
Don't do that. Please.
Before you say "Fuck you" and click off, hear me out.
First off, BP has enough oil reserves to keep the US in oil for TWO years. They ain't poor by any means. Your temporary boycott ain't gonna work - they'll just sell their oil to Russia, India or China, folks that could care less about us.
Fox News brings up a good point:
The people your boycott will hurt are the independent station owners and their employees - you know, your fucking neighbors, your friends and family, your landlord, your tenants.
They've got bills, mortgages (maybe yours) to pay, and families to support. Don't hurt them because the company that supplies their fuel fucked up.
Please think about it. Our economy's fucked up enough without causing more suffering. I heard on Greta that some independant station owners have seen their business drop off 40% over something they had nothing to do with.
Don't do that. Please.
Before you say "Fuck you" and click off, hear me out.
First off, BP has enough oil reserves to keep the US in oil for TWO years. They ain't poor by any means. Your temporary boycott ain't gonna work - they'll just sell their oil to Russia, India or China, folks that could care less about us.
Fox News brings up a good point:
The people your boycott will hurt are the independent station owners and their employees - you know, your fucking neighbors, your friends and family, your landlord, your tenants.
They've got bills, mortgages (maybe yours) to pay, and families to support. Don't hurt them because the company that supplies their fuel fucked up.
Please think about it. Our economy's fucked up enough without causing more suffering. I heard on Greta that some independant station owners have seen their business drop off 40% over something they had nothing to do with.
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CharlieGodammit
Hey, I know I make CharlieGoddamit sound like a fucking mess, but the fact of the matter is he's a damned fine dog.
He's rowdy, he's hardheaded and completely unpredictable at times, but as Pops pointed out, I am too.
I had never gotten an adult dog before. Every other dog that's ever owned me I had gotten as a pup and I started working with it from day one. I've had 3 month old dogs that minded better than professionally trained dogs.
Charlie was different. I didn't want to take the effort to raise a pup again, so I looked for one that was grown. I was told he was 3-4 years old when I got him, but once I got him home and checked his teeth, I knew he was maybe a year, 18 months at the most. Not an adult dog, for sure.
Not having any experience at training adult dogs, I went and bought a "Dog Training For Dummies" book. Read the motherfucker one time and tossed it. I started training Charlie the way I would a pup and he responded better than I thought.
He sits, he lays down, he comes. What more can I ask?
He does range a lot further than I would prefer when we're in the hills, but he eventually comes back. I'm used to Labs that generally stay close or hounds that'll range but at least give voice so I can keep track of them. Charlie's Husky and Shepherd, so I've got a dog that ranges and stays quiet. I'll get used to it.
The girl I got him from found him running down a main road here in town and tried for 6 months to find his owner. Her daddy (a friend of mine) said she was getting rid of him because she was moving. I suspect she got rid of him because she couldn't handle him.
We butted heads for a few days, but he eventually figured out I was the boss (I hate the term "Alpha male", sounds too uppity for me) and started acting like a dog instead of coyote or wolf.
He's still kinda sorta skittish about certain things.
If I reach for him to grab his collar or to pet him, he'll grab my hand for a second or two. He doesn't like to be touched unless he wants to be.
He doesn't care for women too much unless he sees me hug them. Then there's no problem.
He won't get near my feet if I'm wearing boots. I suspect somebody used to kick him. When I'm barefoot though, he lays across my feet.
I went out and bought him a shitload of toys. When I say "Go get Tug" he'll bring me that hard rubber double D-handled thing that he uses to jerk me off my feet in his yard. When I ask for Squeak, he brings me his squeak toy - it's pink with blue hearts, the big pussy. But his favorite toy? My empty Busch 12 pack cartons. Matter of fact, I just kicked his ass back outside when he brought one into the house and started ripping it apart.
I know I've gotta get him cut, if for no other reason is that he pisses on anything new. When I take him to the dog park to let him run and socialize, he pisses on EVERYTHING. Fence posts, bushes, fat ladies, chairs, chihuahuas, everything. He's way too territorial.
But he's gentle with other animals and loves kids. He doesn't misbehave around strangers either, unless they're clearly hostile or he can tell I'm not happy with them.
When he's in the house - and he gets free run of it - he's well behaved. He generally lays in the corner by the door with Squeak and never takes his eyes off me.
He hardly ever barks. The only time he does is when he's pissed at somebody coming up on the porch. If he knows them, it's all good, but let a stranger come to the door..... He'll bark once and then watch my reaction. If he wants something from me, he howls. I think that's cooler than shit.
His (and mine) favorite time of the day is coffee time. After I get up and ready for work, I generally kick back on my bed and enjoy a cup of my ass-kicking wonderful coffee. I also enjoy Charlie, because that's his lovin' time. He jumps right up there with me and snuggles, getting his belly rubs, ear scratching and kisses.
There's no doubt in my mind that if it came to it, I could put my life in his hands. And I think he knows that he can put his life in my hands.
He's rowdy, he's hardheaded and completely unpredictable at times, but as Pops pointed out, I am too.
I had never gotten an adult dog before. Every other dog that's ever owned me I had gotten as a pup and I started working with it from day one. I've had 3 month old dogs that minded better than professionally trained dogs.
Charlie was different. I didn't want to take the effort to raise a pup again, so I looked for one that was grown. I was told he was 3-4 years old when I got him, but once I got him home and checked his teeth, I knew he was maybe a year, 18 months at the most. Not an adult dog, for sure.
Not having any experience at training adult dogs, I went and bought a "Dog Training For Dummies" book. Read the motherfucker one time and tossed it. I started training Charlie the way I would a pup and he responded better than I thought.
He sits, he lays down, he comes. What more can I ask?
He does range a lot further than I would prefer when we're in the hills, but he eventually comes back. I'm used to Labs that generally stay close or hounds that'll range but at least give voice so I can keep track of them. Charlie's Husky and Shepherd, so I've got a dog that ranges and stays quiet. I'll get used to it.
The girl I got him from found him running down a main road here in town and tried for 6 months to find his owner. Her daddy (a friend of mine) said she was getting rid of him because she was moving. I suspect she got rid of him because she couldn't handle him.
We butted heads for a few days, but he eventually figured out I was the boss (I hate the term "Alpha male", sounds too uppity for me) and started acting like a dog instead of coyote or wolf.
He's still kinda sorta skittish about certain things.
If I reach for him to grab his collar or to pet him, he'll grab my hand for a second or two. He doesn't like to be touched unless he wants to be.
He doesn't care for women too much unless he sees me hug them. Then there's no problem.
He won't get near my feet if I'm wearing boots. I suspect somebody used to kick him. When I'm barefoot though, he lays across my feet.
I went out and bought him a shitload of toys. When I say "Go get Tug" he'll bring me that hard rubber double D-handled thing that he uses to jerk me off my feet in his yard. When I ask for Squeak, he brings me his squeak toy - it's pink with blue hearts, the big pussy. But his favorite toy? My empty Busch 12 pack cartons. Matter of fact, I just kicked his ass back outside when he brought one into the house and started ripping it apart.
I know I've gotta get him cut, if for no other reason is that he pisses on anything new. When I take him to the dog park to let him run and socialize, he pisses on EVERYTHING. Fence posts, bushes, fat ladies, chairs, chihuahuas, everything. He's way too territorial.
But he's gentle with other animals and loves kids. He doesn't misbehave around strangers either, unless they're clearly hostile or he can tell I'm not happy with them.
When he's in the house - and he gets free run of it - he's well behaved. He generally lays in the corner by the door with Squeak and never takes his eyes off me.
He hardly ever barks. The only time he does is when he's pissed at somebody coming up on the porch. If he knows them, it's all good, but let a stranger come to the door..... He'll bark once and then watch my reaction. If he wants something from me, he howls. I think that's cooler than shit.
His (and mine) favorite time of the day is coffee time. After I get up and ready for work, I generally kick back on my bed and enjoy a cup of my ass-kicking wonderful coffee. I also enjoy Charlie, because that's his lovin' time. He jumps right up there with me and snuggles, getting his belly rubs, ear scratching and kisses.
There's no doubt in my mind that if it came to it, I could put my life in his hands. And I think he knows that he can put his life in my hands.
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