$12 Million? In Bosque County? You kidding?

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This lakeside villa could be on a mesa in Tuscany, but it’s a CCC mess hall built in the Depression, a place where the troops showered and ate.

Meridian – It’s a game, and Jake got trapped into it when he was just a lad of 16.

That was before,” he recalled, looking over his interlocutor’s shoulder, somewhere in the middle distance, “when we lived at Lake Whitney. My mother took me to the police station and turned me in.”

Why? “She was in the process of becoming a nurse. She didn’t want to get busted.”

For what? “Marijuana.”

Now 29, he has since that time never been completely free of drug charges or their aftermath, all the drug offender’s baggage of jail, fines, rehab, probation, meetings, programs, community service.

Even his wife has suffered the consequences. Once, she brought him a bundle of fresh underwear, socks, and a pair of clean sneakers during a stint in the local county jail. Stuffed in the toe of one of the fresh pair of sneakers, jailers found a baggie with antibiotics in it.

As Jake remembers, the authorities charged her with attempting to smuggle a controlled substance into a correctional facility. When she finally faced justice, she was court-ordered to travel to Waco, a trip of about 40 miles – 80 miles round trip – every day for a week, where she was required to work 10 hours per day cleaning a rodeo arena and its outbuildings under community supervision for the Heart of Texas Council of Governments.

Jake? They charged him with aiding an offender to escape detection or arrest – or something like that. The story is complicated. There’s something about pit bulls and a garden gate, a Texas Ranger knocking on the door. But it all blew over.

They never took me to court.” He shrugs, gestures with palms up at shoulder height, the universal sign of “Who knows?” – or Quien sabe, throughout our world.

That’s about the size of it. Let’s play cowboys and Jake. An ex-football player who lost his spot on the high school squad due to marijuana charges, Jake weighs 350 pounds. He’s six feet tall.

So it doesn’t come as much of a surprise that on June 1, the day the narcs “busted” a 30,000 plant marijuana grow near the local state park at Meridian, the narcs nailed Jake Ivy for delivery of more than a quarter ounce and less than five pounds of marijuana at the county seat’s sister community, a Norwegian enclave 10 miles south on Highway 6, Clifton.

Normally a State Jail Felony that carries a maximum sentence of two years with no parole, the charge is enhanced to a third degree felony with the potential of a sentence of not less than two years and not more than 10 because he allegedly made the sale within 1,000 feet of a day care center where the old folks’ home’s numerous lady employees park their little kids during their work day .

They told the TV crews that the immature plants near the Meridian State Park, which were reportedly irrigated with water from Bee Creek that was pumped by a generator-fed outfit buried in a hole seven feet in the ground and concealed by cut cedar branches, were worth $12 million – or at least, they would be if fully grown, harvested, cured and packaged, then marketed to connoisseurs of green, leafy, herbaceous smoking material. The kind the turistas buy when they want to get mile high.

That day never arrived, and there was no one to arrest because a citizen tipped the law, and when they arrived with dogs and guns, the two men who were cultivating the patch while camped out with enough food and gasoline for their generator to last a month, escaped, running into the woods. Law men reportedly got a good look at their behinds as they went charging through the brush.

The cops pulled up the plants and destroyed them.

They also transplanted Jake Wayne Ivy from his digs when the apartment manager where he, his wife, and two kids live. She handed the narcs a pass key and they strolled in with one warrant of search, and another for Jake’s arrest at about 11 am that same day.

I was watching cartoons with the kids, sitting on the couch in my underwear. They wouldn’t even let me put on any clothes or get my shoes,” he said.

One is reminded of an often told tale of a 19th century pioneer Norwegian settler the Indians caught alone on the prairie and robbed of his horse, his guns, and all his clothing, including his boots. He was forced to walk many miles through rocky soil, cactus and rattlers – all the way back to the ranch.

It nearly killed him. But that was another war, played no less for keeps, and the old timer didn’t run. He died at peace, of natural causes, at home on his place where he worked until his fingers bled.

The management told Jake’s wife that she and her kids could stay where she lives in what Investigator Alan Kirkland referred to as the “Government Apartments,” across the street from the Lutheran Sunset Home.

Like most Texas towns west of I-35, the old folks’ home is the major employer.

Jake had to go. Now he stays somewhere else.

The narcs found three pipes used for smoking marijuana. They issued Jake a misdemeanor citation for possession of narcotics paraphernalia on a green snap-out form, a summons to the local precinct of the Justice Court. Then they took him to jail at Meridian, where Justice of the Peace Jeff Hightower charged him with the marijuana delivery offense with its enhancement paragraph.

According to the return of service on the search warrant, they found no other contraband.

He paid a bond fee of $900 on $6,000 bail, and the underwriter guaranteed the District Court a total of $12,000, according to court papers.

Kirkland’s affidavit of probable cause makes allegations directly related to marijuana cultivation and interstate commerce in the yerba buena. Naturally, there is a legal weed connection in the story, straight out of the resort towns of Colorado.

He said the day before, on the last day of June, he “received information that there was a Hydroponic marijuana operation at the Government Apartment located at…Clifton, Texas. The CI (confidential informant) stated that Jacob Wayne Ivy…was offering a partnership in the growing and delivery of Hydroponic Marijuana at a grow site outside of Clifton, Texas.

The CI stated that Ivy told him that he was purchasing legal marijuana in Colorado and dealing the marijuana which makes it illegal in the State of Texas. The CI stated that Ivy was offering to sell 3 ounces of marijuana to the CI for $600 in United States Currency.”

Kirkland’s affidavit states in its first paragraph in support of his belief based on “the following facts and information…” that “The CI has been used in the past and has made numerous controlled buys and has proved a credible and reliable Confidential Informant.”

The narrative goes on to tell how “CI-2015-0001-002” showed up for work and they checked he and his “vehicle” for contraband, then gave him a recording device, and $600 in Federal Reserve Notes.

That would have been worth $83.56 in 1968 Federal Reserve Notes, the year the “War On Drugs” began with the Controlled Substances Act of 1968, according to an internet currency calculation service. One can only guess that it would buy about one-third of an ounce of Colorado gold.

No telling how many pieces of silver it’s worth. Let’s see. Oh, yeah, at $20 an ounce, that would come up to 30, depending on who you’re doing business with.

When CI-2015-0001-002 came out of Ivy’s apartment, they followed him to a location where he turned over “two large sandwich bags and 1 small sandwich bag that contained a green leafy substance that based on Inv. Kirkland(‘s) 33 years of law enforcement experience he knew to be marijuana.”

He noted that it weighed 2 ounces and a “NARK KIT for Marijuana” tested positive.

Kirkland was careful to explain that his credible and reliable source of information – the man with a number for a name – had developed the information used to support his affirmation within the previous 72 hours, on June 31, when he “received information” from him.

Jake doesn’t remember it that way. He says he wants a jury to hear his side of the story, and he wants to cross-examine the witnesses against him in open court.

Under an exception to the confidential privilege of an informer’s identity of the Texas Rules of Evidence 5.08 (c)(1)(A)(B), he is entitled to know the name of undercover officers or confidential informants who were used to develop the case against him under two circumstances.

(1) Voluntary Disclosure; Informer a Witness. This privilege does not apply if: (A) the informer’s identity or the informer’s interest in the communication’s subject matter has been disclosed – by a privilege holder or the informer’s own action – to a person who would have cause to resent the communication; or (B) the informer appears as a witness for the public entity.

(2) Testimony About the Merits. (A) Criminal Case. “In a criminal case, this privilege does not apply if the court finds a reasonsable probability exists that the informer can give testimony necessary to a fair determination of guilt or innocence. If the court so finds and the public entity elects not to disclose the informer’s identity: (i) on the defendant’s motion, the court must dismiss the charges to which the testimony would relate; or (ii) on its own motion, the court may dismiss the charges to which the testimony would relate.”

He says a long-time acquaintance named Josh Mangum, a forty-ish laborer who sometimes works on lawn maintenance crews, came to see him on July 31, wanting to buy some grass.

I told him I didn’t have any. I gave him a joint’s worth,” he said. Looking pensive, tears running down his massive face, he said, “There was no one else who came to see me. No one.”

He looked into the middle distance. He repeated his last phrase. “No one.” Then he shook his head and looked at the tips of his shoes as he wiped away his tears.

The Silver Bucket is a narrow store front on Clifton’s principal downtown street, Avenue D. It’s located right across the street from the Chamber of Commerce. It has white-painted stone walls and lots of flat-screen televisions to catch the games. A Victorian age built-in bank vault dominates the corner near the bar where Jake’s wife works getting brewskis for an upscale crowd. He works in the back, cooking hamburgers and other meals.

The establishment opened in November. It caters to a lunch time clientele and early evening drinkers, many of whom are day trippers in town to shop antiques and see the Cowboy art and sculpture.

There is one other place to drink – The American Legion Post – and you can get a beverage to go with dinner at a couple of upscale restaurants.

If you picked up the Silver bucket and transported it to any major west coast city from Seattle to San Diego, it could pass for a fern bar in any arts district. For that matter, the Silver Bucket wouldn’t be out of place on any gentrified downtown street from Aspen to Taos, what with its couches and sofa pillows, attractive graphics, plants, and pleasant decor.

As we wrapped up our interview on a bench out front, a pair of very drunk women staggered out the door and stopped to stare. It was a moment. It was hostile. It’s the kind of thing apes do to let other apes know they are in the wrong place. Words were exchanged. She said someone had given her “a look.” One of them texted a man inside who was wearing a cowboy hat, jeans and boots. He came outside and stood, swaying to an unheard melody.

How you doing?” he asked in an angry tone. Stone-faced silence. One of the women said, “He thinks he’s a real bad ass.”

The reply, “It’s even worse than that. I know what I am.” Cowboy hat whipped out his phone and called the police. Then he drove away in his extended cab pickup, staring out the window.

Momentarily, a patrolman arrived at a high rate of speed, lights flashing, driving a Dodge Charger the wrong way on a one-way lane in a two-way street divided by planters and sculpture.

He alighted, snapping, “All right, what’s the disturbance?”

The rejoinder: “We never saw any evidence of one.”

He, too, stared like a gorilla in the mist.

He went inside, confronted the management, then came back outside to stare some more.

And then he left, red and blue whirling lights alternately scalding and freezing the pavement and masonry before and behind his vehicle.

As Mr. Hemingway once wrote, you could tell by looking at his back when he walked away that he was angry.

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JUDAS ISCARIOT, depicted in stone as hanged, by his own hand

Ex-DA decries “low ball” offer on drug dog bite

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K9 Ace snapped at his handler’s son and Vic Feazell wants to settle with insurance lawyers who represent the Sheriff’s Office 

Waco – When Sheriff Parnell McNamara returned from an extended trip of nearly a month to Switzerland, where he and his wife had been attending his step-daughter’s wedding, he found a thick sheaf of papers on his desk, wrapped in a pink ribbon, tied in a bow.

It was the record of a very strange, very intensive investigation into the circumstances of a very expensive series of faux pas. All this ultimately led to the destruction of a highly trained drug detection dog, Ace, a Belgian Malinois originally acquired at a cost of $15,000.

Division chiefs in the Sheriff’s Office had signed off on their findings concerning how a Lieutenant in the training division and a dog handler fired cap pistols in Ace’s face, slammed their hands on the sides of the SUV in which he rode, and made him leap to high and precarious perches from which on at least one occasion, he fell and in a panic, bit a fellow officer who was trying to type a report.

It was a totally grab-ass-tic scene, not very professional, a spree of hoo-raw in which a very finely tuned animal was baited and subjected to confusing behavior.

It made him mean as he could be.

McNamara ignored the investigation and took steps to move the alleged abusers of Ace from their positions on the day shift to a night patrol job – lateral transfers that involved adjustments in pay grade and different titles for both men.

The lack of disciplinary action led to a rift that resulted in the end of his partnership on October 1, 2014, with retired Texas Ranger Matt Cawthon, the chief deputy who campaigned with him long and hard to win a narrow primary victory over incumbent Sheriff Larry Lynch’s Chief Deputy Randy Plemons in 2012.

It’s an ugly story, but it got worse when Ace’s new handler went to church one evening and left Ace in his kennel at his mother and father’s home. His ex-wife and son came to visit and while no one was watching, the kid let Ace out of his kennel to play with him. It’s something his dad had forbidden, but – well, you know, kids.

Little Adrian Bustillos opened the door and let Ace out, but in their frolics, Ace became aggravated and “snapped” at Adrian. A canine tooth opened up a gash on the boy’s forehead.

That’s when Penny, his mother, retained ex-DA Vic Feazell.

We of The Legendary found out that correspondence between a plaintiff’s lawyer and a local government’s attorney who is acting as an administrator and not as a lawyer, is not necessarily covered by attorney-client privilege. And, so, here is a condensed report on the files we were allowed to obtain by an opinion of Assistant Attorney General Cristian Rosas-Grillet.

Vic Feazell wrote: “Needless to say, I was disappointd with your counter offer of only $10,000. I had a knee jerk reaction hen I saw it and responded that I would file suite this week, but I have known Parnell McNamara for at least 30 years and consider him somewhat of a friend. It is my desire to keep negotiations open in an effort to avoid suing McLenan County and the Sheriff over an incident that the press will eat up.

This case is not about liability; it is about how much a jury will award.”

Certification experts at US K9 in Kaplan, Louisiana, refused to train the dog because of his aggressiveness and recommended that he be put down.”

Feazell went on to reference news reports which quoted McNamara saying he will take steps to ensure the safety of the children of the handler, “’including keeping them away form the dog.’ This has not happened. The children are still exposed to the dog…This dog is powerful and weighs around 70 pounds. He is dangerous…”

Official records show that officers “acted with negligence” in Ace’s training, Feazell notes. Those records were originally obtained by The Legendary in a Public Information Act request.

He bit both offiers and bystanders alike following the torturous training he was given at the Sheriff’s Office.

This is certainly not the kind of dog that should be allowed around children. It’s like leaving a loaded gun on the floor for children to play with,” Feazell wrote to Susann Honaker. “ A jury will not like this and will send a message to McLennan County that “enough is enough.”

Feazell then demanded $65,000 in settlement and noted in his latest case of dog bite – an incident which occurred in McLennan County – two dogs attacked a man who came to the rescue of his smaller dog, and though they did not puncture his skin, “…they ripped his jeans off of him.”

He noted that “We settled that case for $220,000 after the defense had spent a substatial amount of money filing motions, taking depositions, and doing other discovery…The more we have to work on one of these cases, the better it gets.”

And then Feazell slapped down the double spinner rock in his hand.

Mr. Bustillos and Sheriff McNamara could be found guilty of a criminal offense by making it possible for this dog to injure another human being after it had already injured Deputy Wolfe…I think a jury will believe that McLennan County has shown a conscious disregard for the safety of these children and for the general public.”

After his opponent in the lawsuit replied that $10,000 is “more than fair,” considering the damages, Feazell demanded $60,000 and said he would file suit seeking the maximum legally allowable $250,000 in combined damages as a result of the previous “low-ball offers.”

And then he threw in a photo of Adrian’s little brother’s neck, which somehow got tangled up in the powerful dog’s leash when he lunged ahead. The boy’s neck was bruised an ugly shade.

What happened to Ace?

We don’t know. The paper trail on him ran out when for no consideration McLennan County agreed to turn him back over to US K9 at Kaplan, Louisiana without recourse.

Expenses. Vet bills.

We have already heard the opinion of US K9’s executives on Ace’s future. One can only wonder, and mind one’s own business. Until you see a puppy wrestling with his litter mates, or scampering across the lawn, chasing a butterfly.

It brings to mind an old fable about a man who awakened to find he walking down an unfamiliar road with his dog trotting by his side. It came to him that his dog had died 20 years before and could not possibly, in reality, be with him.

And then he came to a magnificent gate with inlay of mother of pearl and golden accents that led to a fabulously landscaped park. There was a man in a white robe with a golden book, sitting at a desk.

He asked him, “Could I come in and get a drink of water?”

Why, certainly,” said the man at the desk. “Help yourself.”

Could my dog come in, too? He’s thirsty.”

We don’t allow pets,” the man said, gazing at him with a neutral affect. Clearly, it was his choice, whether to stay, or go.

He chose to keep on walking and soon came to a decrepit barbed-wire gate on an unkempt pasture, where he could see a well on a hill. An unkempt character sitting in the shade whittling called a friendly greeting.

Asked if he would let him get a drink from the well, the man said, sure, why not.

That’s why it’s there,” he said.

How about his dog?

We have a special bowl for pets.”

And then he asked him, “What place is this?” The man said, “Why, this is Heaven.”

Then what place was that with the fancy gate and the exquisitely trimmed lawn?

Oh, that’s hell,” the man said.

What about the no pets policy?

That’s just a trick. The devil wants to know if you would leave your best friend behind.”

Hidden sniper killed with ‘water cannon’ at Dallas

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Dallas Police killed Micah Johnson where he was hiding in a first  of its kind preemptive counterattack against an alleged terrorist on U.S. soil 

Dallas – Law enforcement just turned up the thermostat on a long, hot summer by summarily executing a suspected sniper holed up in a parking garage at a community college.

It’s a first-ever situation for a couple of reasons, the first of which is that it’s the first time an alleged terrorist has been killed by a remote, robotic – radio controlled drone – device, on U.S. soil.

But that’s not all.

The Texas constitutional doctrine of referring officer-involved killings of suspects to a Grand Jury is on the line as the result of what has been heralded by mainstream media as a robotic counterattack that ended the life of the suspected terrorist sniper with the use of a “bomb.”

That is not quite accurate, but it’s understandable in the wake of an attack about which anti-terrorist cops under the control of the Department of Homeland Security are extremely close-mouthed.

The “bomb” was actually a “water cannon” attached to a remotely controlled tractor that uses no explosives or flammable devices whatsoever to neutralize bombs or other incendiary devices.”

Said a knowledgeable law enforcement official who has rare knowledge of the device, “This thing will completely neutralize a pipe bomb or anything else that blows up with the force of the water fired from the cannon as a water ‘projectile,’ as it’s called.”

Such devices are used by Israeli Defense Forces as a matter of routine, according to U.S. Army Military Police sources who requested anonymity because they are not authorized to speak about the issue.

But in America, there is a federal constitutional separation of law enforcement and military due to the Posse Comitatus Act.

The military is a sledgehammer. We in law enforcement are expected to operate with a scalpel. We’re more like a flyswatter.

This thing is powerful. It will shoot right through metal, something like a car door, with ease.”

Requesting anonymity, the official said, “Every cop in America will hate me if I say this publicly, but the truth is, there’s no precedent for this…We in law enforcement have to do things right.”

Ordinarily, such a case would be automatically referred to a Grand Jury for an examination of probable cause to bind the cause over to a trial; but because of the peculiar circumstances this case, there is no one to refer to Grand Jury scrutiny.

What person was actually in danger by the threat of the gunman?” the expert asked.

It’s a question that could leave police supervisors who must pass on affidavits of probable cause and prosecutors who must present cases to Grand Juries scratching their heads.

Here you had a guy holed up in a school building. There were police negotiators working with him for the previous five hours. Now, if a SWAT team had walked in there – you see – if you raise a gun up to a SWAT team officer, then the officer is threatened with the loss of his life. But if you raise a gun up to a robot with a water cannon, then who, exactly, has been threatened?”

Other than pyrotechnic projectiles, tear gas or flash-bang grenades, law enforcement is prohibited from using explosive or fragmentation grenades throughout the nation.

Such devices are non-lethal in their explosive properties, “unless they just happened to set him on fire,” said the official. But as to anti-personnel explosive devices with a lethal capability, “There is no such thing authorized for use by law enforcement in the United States.”

Johnson was reportedly an adherent to the Black Lives Matter program and a devotee of the New Black Panther Party, founded in Dallas.

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Pastor Jeff Hood, an organizer of the Black Lives Matter protest, repeated the words of the Reverend Jeremiah Wright, “God damn white America,” over a loudspeaker as the fateful march began

Five of eleven Dallas Police officers shot in the triangulated-fire sniper attack lost their lives following a protest rally in which participants heard a white preacher named Jeff Hood, an organizer of the protest, quote the Reverend Jeremiah Wright, former pastor of President Obama’s church on the south side of Chicago.

Pastor Hood repeated his words, “God damn white America,” over a loudspeaker from a position in the march route through downtown as the protest began. Later, as the march concluded, shots rang out from multiple elevated locations in surrounding buildings in proximity to a large parking lot and McDonald’s hamburger store at a rapid transit route interchange point.

The suspected gunman who lost his life to the water cannon, Micah Johnson of Mesquite, Texas, was a former Army construction specialist, a carpenter and masonry worker whom the Army recommended for a “less than honorable” discharge due to an alleged case of sexual harassment leveled by a female soldier while he was deployed to Afghanistan. The Army shipped him home from the war zone, his lawyer said, according to an Associated Press account.

Johnson was reportedly an adherent to the Black Lives Matter program and a devotee of the New Black Panther Party, founded in Dallas.

Bikers tell which cops were on the scene among them at Twin Peaks 5-17-15

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Yvonne Reeves, 5-17-15, just moments after her husband Owen “Big O” Reeves, Nomad Cossack, told her  in a cell phone call of her son’s death by a 1/4-inch diameter bullet to the back of his head…

Six Shooter Junction – Yvonne Reeves stood in the parking lot at Central Marketplace in shock. Just moments before, she had arrived and stepped out of her vehicle when her cell phone rang.

It was her husband Owen “Big O” Reeves, calling from inside Twin Peaks Restaurant, where he had been detained by police following the fabled “shootout” on May 17, 2015. A Nomad Cossack and a director of the Aryan Circle who had pulled a prison jolt, he reportedly told her that her son, fellow Cossack Richard Matthew Jordan, 33, was dead, that he’d been shot in the back of the head by “a coward” during the melee with members of the Bandidos Motorcycle Club.

Moments later, police placed him under arrest.

An autopsy report shows that “Richie” Jordan died instantly when a bullet from a quarter-inch projectile entered the occipital bone of his skull behind his right ear, about 4 and one-half inches from top the head and nearly two inches to the right of the mid-line, and immediately split into two pieces as it plowed into his brain, shredding its copper jacket and fragmenting, a characteristic of the boat-tailed .223 Remington bullet fired by AR-15 and M-16 assault rifles.

The only persons on the scene so equipped were police officers from the Waco Police Department, McLennan County Sheriff’s Office, and the State of Texas Department of Public Service.

Police and DPS Special Agents began to classify the statements of nearly 200 persons, and had determined that many did not need to be arrested when District Attorney Abel Reyna arrived on the scene and changed their orders. He instructed that anyone wearing “outlaw motorcycle gang” colors or riding a bike should be arrested for the capital crime of engaging in organized criminal activity causing capital murder and/or aggravated assault, an offense involving acting in a “combination” with at least one other person in an on-going criminal conspiracy.

More than 16 months later, none of those indicted have been scheduled for trial.

The biker community is speechless, rendered dumb from its previous condition of a pugnacious political force to be reckoned with to a frightened and harassed group of defendants looking over their collective shoulders to avoid further prosecution – and, many of them say, murder.

With one slashing blow, legal authorities stripped them of their right to free speech, publication, assembly and association through a gag order in one case – the one against Clendennen – and conditions of bond in identical, non-specific conspiracy cases against the rest.

Knowledgeable insiders who have meticulously catalogued and correlated evidence and pre-trial testimony, reports and hand-made diagrams of the crime scene have reported the recollections of eye witnesses who were there in the restaurant or in the parking lot and are too frightened of deadly retaliation from enemies or police to come forward and tell what they know.

Here are a few of their impressions, based on confidential interviews and confirmed with unnamed but reliable sources.

The questions asked and answered conform with the motion to reveal the identities of undercover officers and confidential informants entered in the case against Matthew Alan Clendennen, a member of a Cossacks support Club, the Scimitars, who is a local lawn service operator employing a crew of less than a dozen men who keep numerous central Texas commercial locations in trim.

The thrust of that legal maneuver is to discover why and how the police got the intelligence that there would be violence at a Council of Clubs and Independents meeting if it were to be held at the Twin Peaks Restaurant that particular Sunday, against the wishes of police and state agents in cooperation with federal authorities investigating an ongoing “declared war” between Cossacks and Bandidos.

According to an after-action report written on May 18, 2015, the day after the Twin Peaks “shoot-out,” the Twin Peaks conflict went into high gear on the afternoon of April 16, when Waco Police Department Detective Jeff Rogers let Special Agent Jonathan Estes and his colleagues know that the Bandidos were headed for Legends Cycles at 3201 I-35 Frontage Rd.

The place of business was owned and operated by John Wilson, president of the Waco Chapter of the Cossacks. No threats “materialized” at that location, but between 40 and 50 Cossacks turned into the Twin Peaks parking lot.

Informants give a picture of an ultra-violent crew of police bent on their goal of preventing further biker activities in this city.

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Big O, Owen Reeves, Nomad Cossack and Aryan Circle director

According to confidential sources, “Big O” Reeves and a former Waco Drug Enforcement Unit Sgt., Jason Barnum, were in attendance, and their presence was noted by many in the crowd whom they made uncomfortable in one way or another. “Barnum was the one causing trouble the previous bike night with Big O. That information is from those that know but won’t come forward,” one of our sources said.

Asked who said that, he replied, “The waitresses.”

On Bike Night April 16, Barnum and Big O were riding partners. “Barnum would get Big O worked up. The witnesses that are too scared of being killed by cops are the waitresses.”

On May 17, a Waco police officer wielding a rifle reportedly aimed it at their heads as he shouted they had to give up their phones and get on the ground – or he would shoot them dead.

Sgt. Barnum would later pound a doctor from Providence Hospital in the face at high noon on June 29 due to his alleged attentions to Mrs. Barnum. Waco Police suspended the 16-year veteran of the force on September 10 – indefinitely – and later fired him on September 23. He appealed that decision through the Combined Law Enforcement Association of Texas and lost on March 16.

But let this passage from a blogger with a national following tell the story:

Cossack Owen “Big O” Reeves and another Cossack cornered a CoC member and got really belligerent, trying to coerce him into a fight. He told Big O “man, this isn’t the place to do this.” Owen was more concerned with, “This is Cossack territory, take that to your f…ing boss.. ” type behavior…So, our stage is almost set, right? We have almost all the elements needed to bring on the gunfight at the Waco Corral.. but what is missing? Cops! Everyone KNEW there had to be a cop instigating this shootout somewhere at Twin Peaks… What we DIDN’T know what the cop in question is Big O’s little sidekick..That’s right… there was a Cossack who allegedly was absorbed in with the rest of the Dirty Knuckles MC when THEY were convinced to quit the CoC and become Cossacks.. who is an undercover Waco Drug Task Force Agent. He and Big O apparently had formed a camaraderie based on bullying other bikers. Whether Big O KNEW he was bringing a cop or whether he just thought they were causing trouble remains to be seen…”

Though no arrests were made on the premises, and no disturbances reported,  police began monitoring the night club and later arrested a Cossack MC member for unlawful possession of a handgun and a bandana with a padlock wrapped up in it.

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CID Lt. Steven Schwartz

On the day of the massacre, May 17, Barnum and Lt. Steven Schwartze were allegedly both in the club with bikers until just before the shooting that ignited the gun violence began, as reported by Special Agent Gerik at 12:24 pm.

During the week before, Waco Detective Rogers, Lt. Schwartz, and Special Frost met to discuss the matter. DPS agents had learned from reading an on-line bulletin board that the Cossacks would attend, and they made the decision to maintain a police presence there on the day of the 17th.

Following their meeting, the cops contacted the franchise owner Jay Patel, who said only the patio area had been rented for the meeting. The rest of the establishment would open to the public. Agents recorded their decision that “a decision was made to have Special Agents working in undercover capacity to be inside the restaurant.”

Our sources refused to name two McLennan County Sheriff’s Office SWAT team members whom they say were stationed on the roof of JoAnn’s Fabrics with their assault rifles. Their recollection is that these officers said they were shocked when police began to fire their rifles from remote locations in the parking lot, targeting bikers who were fighting. They say they did not fire.

Asked who could confirm that, he said “JoAnn Fabric employees. They might confirm to you. Just know SO’s are on SWAT team. Was working on getting names when person I was talking to clammed up.”

Though not all members of the loose-knit coalition of researchers are bikers, some are, and others are interested in preservation of their constitutional rights. None of them are police officers.

Video captured by a bar patron depicts Sgt. Barnum with an assault rifle and wearing a windbreaker labeled “POLICE” on the patio of Don Carlos. There is another police officer aiming his rifle through a window.

He’s a ghost,” said our source. “We don’t know who he is.”

As a Collin County Cossack said in a video interview of his club’s arrival at Twin Peaks, “I said ‘We’re being flanked.’”

Shooters a “football field away” were standing by in police vehicles both marked and unmarked, said Lexx Luther in an interview on the video podcast “Antidote.” There is truth in that remark because shooting diagrams correlated with moment of angle calculations made from photos of the crime scene investigation reveal an L-shaped ambush pattern. 

There was some doubt in the ranks of the Collin County Cossacks organization because on April 28 a Waco detective had advised the Cossacks to attend in order to “straighten out problems with Bandidos.”

According to him, an unnamed prospect in the Cossacks chapter said he wasn’t comfortable with going to the Council of Clubs meeting at Waco because he had once been a Bandido, and “Waco police and Bandidos have something in common.” Two days before the event, they called the National Sergeant at Arms of the Cossacks for advice, and he said to go ahead.

He was an eyewitness at the epicenter of the quarrel.

Fifth column inside Twin Peaks ambush on 5/17/2015

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The term originated in a remark about Francisco Franco, the Spanish dictator, that he was marching on Madrid with four columns of troops, and that there was a “fifth column” of sympathizers within the city ready to help.

Six Shooter Junction – Appearances really and truly count in both peace and war, declared, undeclared, rumored, or as factual as the date and time of day.

It appears evident that law enforcement officials infiltrated and/or had confidential informants inside the Cossacks Motorcycle Club and/or other motorcycle clubs prior to the incident at Twin Peaks…”

There is considerable evidence that there were undercover officers inside the Twin Peaks restaurant prior to the time that shots rang out, and that some of these officers then changed their coats to police windbreakers and took up arms against the bikers they had surveilled.

According to a motion filed on behalf of Twin Peaks defendant Matthew Alan Clendennen, all who are charged and indicted with the offense of engaging in organized criminal activity by virtue of their wearing colorful items of clothing proclaiming their membership in a club are entitled to know, in order prepare their defense against the capital offense, “if the court finds a reasonable probability exists that the informer can give testimony necessary to a fair determination of guilt or innocence.”

That’s a legal interpretation from a Texas case of Texas Rule of Evidence 5.08, as stated in the motion, and it applies when an undercover officer or a confidential informant has personal knowledge or is an eyewitness to a material fact in a criminal case.

The argument is of three parts.

First, DPS (Department of Public Safety) reports indicated Waco Police Detective Jeff Rogers was receiving information from a “source of information” regarding the Confederation of Clubs meeting at Twin Peaks and that the Cossacks planned to attend.

One may follow along in an attachment of the agency’s after action report filed on May 18, 2015. (See Attachment A at 3, paragraph 13)

Second, it also appears that Lorena Police Officer Shawn Board may have received information about the meeting from a confidential source.” (Id. At 2, paragraph 5)

Third, while all of this was taking place, federal authorities (who also assisted in the instant case) were conducting ‘Operation Texas Rocker.’ That operation recently resulted in an indictment filed in the United States District Court for the Western District.” See United States v. Portillo, et. al., No. 5:15-cr-00820.

While not explicitly stated in that indictment, it appears law enforcement officials were receiving inside information from within both the Cossacks and Bandidos motorcycle clubs.”

In fact, according to the motion written by Dallas Attorney F. Clinton Broden, who filed the instrument on February 16, 2016, “the indictment chronicles conflicts between the Cossacks and Bandidos from November 2013 to September 2015.” (See Attachment B)

A chief allegation in that federal indictment is that John Xavier Portillo, Bandidos International Vice President, “declared war” on Cossacks for wearing a rocker arm on their jackets identifying their club with “Texas.”

The chief allegation is racketeering through the commission of various federal crimes in cooperation with a combination of others in violation of the Racketeer Influenced Corrupt Organization statute.

One might take the time to read this manual produced in partnership between the Florida National Guard and St. Petersburg College. It gives an accurate representation of the Army’s strategy for dealing with clubs and organizations classified as gangs – criminal street gangs.

 

To make a federal case…

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Former Jail Doctor John Wells, of Melchizedek Medical

Waco – For once, the public information policy of the city dads in this city and county resulted in a nail in the foot with the proverbial accompanying canine feces upon the shoe.

Usually, all requests by the unaccredited minions of the internet are denied, while all requests by the ink-stained wretches of the daily press and their broadcasting colleagues are honored because they sell those big ticket items – homes, flat-screen tv’s, pickups and SUV’s, life insurance, Cowboys tickets, etc.

All is well, as a result. The lawyers can safely say the social media types are creating a total nuisance, eating up tax dollars with frivolous requests, while their pets in the mainstream media happily receive their jive by fax and e-mail – no questions asked. It is such a blessing to see men work together as brothers.

Obviously, things didn’t work out that way this time. By blindly releasing information protected by the federal law governing privacy of students in the cases of nursing interns receiving their training at McLennan Community College, staff attorneys and County Judge Scott M. Felton violated at least one of their requisite three federal laws a day.

Just get a load of the resulting correspondence.

Ordinarily, had the oversight been committed solely by a member of the local press corps, all involved would adopt a dog-gone-it, boys will be boys attitude. In this case, the anwer is no. Public Information Activist R.S. Gates, who has once been escorted to the front door of the courthouse by an armed security chief at the direction of Judge Felton, penned these requests, only to learn that federal law would prohibit any further disclosure.

Imagine his shock and surprise when only a few short weeks later, he saw an exquisite banner in the local daily besmirching the performance of former Jail Doctor John Wells, who made so bold as to tell a young Hispanic lady of his admiration for the females of her ethnic type. When a supervisor at the college determined that is a form of sexual harassment, she disallowed any further training of student nurses at the McLennan County Jail, Wells lost his $300,000-per-year contract, and the wheels of justice ground on finely.

And now, unsatisfied with the hip-deep quagmire in which the local power brokers find their lower extremities, Gates is making so bold as to demand that information which was so freely granted to the intrepid Tommy Witherspoon of the Lib Trib, as “your aversion to transparency combined (with) incompetence has now presented a situation where you probably violated federal law.”

Zounds! Who’d a’thunk it. These are not the Papist men in pinky rings and shark-skin suits Jimmy Breslin wrote about. Nay, these are the local gentry of the local establishment, here at Jerfusalem-on-the-Brazos, the foot washin’ Baptists of the Southern Baptist Convention – and prestigious Baylor University.

July 5, 2016

Judge Felton,

I reviewed OR2016-13557 in which Assistant Attorney General James L. Coggeshall wrote that you disseminated federally protected information.  It’s interesting that you claimed the information was excepted from disclosure by citing the law that prohibited the dissemination.

I believe the information sought in this request is covered under the original request dated 3/29/16. I am providing clarification not because I believe it original request was vague or unclear but because the combination your aversion to transparency combined incompetence has now presented a situation where you probably violated Federal Law. Please do consider this request to additionally cover responsive information to date of receipt.

I am making application for and requesting access to public information related to the FERPA information. I am not now or have I ever requested access to federally protected information and am requesting access to who else had access to the information. How you came by the information. Who else you provided access to the information.

This request also covers any public information related to following direction of the Attorney General to contact the DOE and educational institution.

The request is intended to cover correspondence with legal counsel since I don’t think covering up distribution of protected information falls into the protected information addressed by the Act.

 

June 30, 2016

Dear Mr. Gates,

In accordance with the instructions of the Texas Attorney General’s Office, McLennan Community College was contacted through their legal counsel. After he consulted with the Department of Education he advised that the enclosed documents could be released with student identifiers redacted.

Thank you,

March 29, 2016

I am making application for and requesting access to public information related to jail doctor John Wells. The request is intended to cover the period of the last six months. 

Thank you,

R.S. Gates

Avanti!

So mote it be.

Progress report: chili pepper hot on the courthouse steps

Mathew Barnes

The sum total budget, plan and results of what Barnes did on the one-year anniversary of the Twin Peaks massacre, and how it worked

Waco – Sure enough, when the guns and bombs burst in mid-air amid the rocket’s red glare, there sat Barnes and I on the courthouse steps. You would have thought we own the durn place, but never mind that.

At least, for now.

Desolation row can take care of itself, y’see. There is the power of 9 in casting out the integers for rapid calculation – and what not.

But when Barnes learned that the families of seven out of the nine were turned away by the very same SWAT cops who enforced the law and the order upon the anniversary of that fateful day – 5/17-16 – he went into action with his rifle and his slab-sided pistola de calibre .45 ACP and arranged a day-long confrontation with those folks.

The result: When mainstream media came upon the scene to do quitting time stand-up a la Satellite Dish trucks and cameras, mikes and radios, they were all alone, all alone by the roaring ribbon of steel and concrete at the corner of six fives 35 – and 6 – a little further down the line south from Desolation Row – and it didn’t cost him a dime, according to Blind Willie Time.

Why didn’t they kill him? Queue the Rock-Ola, Sr. Tortola:

For a good time, click here, y’all

I guess it’s just way too much paperwork, but there is a need for widows and orphans, mamas and daddies, uncles and aunts to come and pay their last respects where blood was shed, loved ones shot in the head, the gutters ran red, when all is said.

And there was no trespassing because – sure enough – the signs all said so. Just take a look and think about the soldiers who stepped out lively and made it so. Starting with C.J. and going right on through with all them smiling folks who marched on the Alamo.

Expect us. We will be around, y’see. We just fall about the place.

Peaks

Meanwhile, back at the sawmill, and in other words to that effect… Miss Liberty is not dead and wrapped in plastic. It’s just a Hollywood trick.