SCENES FROM THE BAR WARS – EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY, AND AN IMAGE OF A CLOVER LEAF IS AN ARYAN GANG SIGN
BY: CHICAGO DAWG
Elm Mott, Texas – This town has the Tombstone blues.
The downtown daily published a story alleging a group stomping by rival gangs who objected to support of the red and gold.
A minority report by anonymous bikers holds that, au contraire, the dispute that led to the off premises romp/stomp was “over a woman.”
In a furthermore and never mind rendered in buttery gossip sob sister tones, that massive organ of public opinion published a statement by the daughter of the establishment’s owner, who declared that McDaddy’s is not a “biker bar.”
An open case means they are looking to nail someone for a crime. In this case, it’s an “A” misdemeanor assault.
In years past, it was possession of a stolen handgun with silencer attached by a cult member apprehended by, you guessed it, the McLennan Sheriff’s Office.
In that case, a year prior to the BATFE raid on the Branch Davidian, authorities would yield no names and no details.
What do the two cases – both extremely violent – have in common?
There was an ominous silence, a news information embargo imposed by the law enforcers due to the severe emergency presented to the public. There were seminars, discussions, and training sessions at the local police academy. Experts honed their specialty in an atmosphere of severe confidentiality.
We the People were told only that access to the impending shoot-out depended on an ability to indemnify any law enforcement victims of violence through errors and omissions insurance.
My aching back.
In the former case, the conflict arose over a reluctance to let the people they raided see the warrant of search and arrest. Hence, a standoff of many days duration, followed by a raid with military tracked vehicles that inserted highly flammable CS gas into the building.
The prosecutor eventually plead guilty to withholding exculpatory evidence when he omitted a report that detailed pyrotechnic devices fired into the lethally flammable atmosphere of the beseiged building. He received two years probation, but he kept his license to practice law.
In this case, there were an estimated 2 million documents occupying 2 terrabytes on a hard drive that defense attorneys played hell getting in dribs and drabs while the prosecutor made sanctimonious noises about the sanctity of exculpatory evidence while genuflecting at the altar of Brady v. Maryland, that landmark among landmarks.
According to McLennan Chief Deputy Kilcrease and other law dogs, the public is at great risk due to an investigation which is “still active” and “could lead to prosecution,” in the opinion of Melissa McDonald of the Records and Warrants Division.
A PRESUMPTION OF PUBLIC RECORD
She has sought an opinon from the Attorney General, citing a public information act request from The Legendary for information that is “exempt from disclosure pursuant to §552.108 (a)(l) and (b)(1) of the Government Code…because…such information presumptively would interfere with the detection, investigation or prosecution of crime.”
All this came in a certified letter that nevertheless did not contain the promised “cover page information and items that are unquestionably public.”
Question: Then why wouldn’t they give it to the scribblers?
No doubt, the local gend’armes are striving to assist the Victorian Gents of the Mainstream Media to avoid falling into the category of an advertising agency for tush hawgs.
A VISIT TO McDADDY’S – OOH, BABY, IT’S KOOL INSIDE
Wedged into a small lot near the frontage road on I-35, right by a smokehouse and a truck tire repair shop, McDaddy’s is an oasis of cool in a hundred degree world of blazing sunshine, little shade, and a lot of pain.
According to the top cop at the Sheriff’s Office, Chief Kilcrease, the events of June 11 are not only still under investigation; they represent grave danger to the public.
A 9-day wait for information regarding the offense of an assault on Ramon Eusebio, Jr., gleaned only the intelligence that three witnesses, George Ramon, Jennifer Sandoval, and Karla Marie Statler are known to the laws.
There is a photo to document the victim’s injuries, according to one of the sketchiest offense reports ever to be heralded as a banner of impending doom for the public safety.
The report contains no mention of the time of the offense, the officer who investigated, weather at the time, visibility, or any of the other items found on a “first page” offense report.
Said Kilcrease, “As long as this community is on the route of the I-35 access corridor, rival biker gangs are going to compete for territory.”
True, that, for is it not written, the only three things that matter in real estate is location, location, and location?
Any major dude will tell you. It’s right up there with guitars tuned good and firm-feeling women.
Furthermore, said the Chief, “The Mom and Pop clubs – and I’m not knocking them – don’t fully understand. They’re just out to enjoy riding the motorcycles…But as long as all this is true, the public will be in danger.”
A LITTLE BACKGROUND MUSIC
In a published report from earlier in the month, Pamela Webb Nelson, daughter of the present owner of McDaddy’s, told a cop shop reporter for the Brand X daily that the bar is not a hangout for bikers.
Her husband, Ray Nelson, it’s true, wasn’t a biker the last time we heard from her.
The former President of the Cossacks MC Hill County chapter, he no longer has a bike, and he’s not a member of the club, said Ms. Nelson, who contacted The Legendary by message service.
Both he and a prospect he had busy watching the bikes they parked in front of Twin Peaks Restaurant on May 17, 2015 an hour before a Confederation of Clubs meeting, fell to bullets fired from an unknown assailant’s gun.
Neither of the men were able to identify their attacker, A former Bandido, Clifford Pearce, took a gunshot to this chest and is paralyzed from there down. Nelson experienced a bloody injury to his back when a bullet plowed through the muscles of his shoulder and exited his neck through the muscular straps that hold his head upright.
Nelson said he remembers only seeing a gun wielded by a person standing slightly behind and to the side of where he stood as he and dozens of Cossacks confronted Bandits who had just arrived from Dallas on their scooters.
The person wore a black windbreaker over a pair of khaki trousers.
¡Cabron! Oh, day of mourning, day of woe, day we separate the sheep from the goats.
“It’s not over ’til it’s over.” – Yogi Berra, a wise old philosopher
COSSACK RAY NELSON, WHOSE ASSAILANT ATTEMPTED TO PARALYZE HIM WITH A SHOT TO THE NECK THAT MISSED HIS SPINE