Category Archives: Looting

An Armed & Polite Society: You wanna try that torch with me, boy?

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According to Silicon Valley’s Mercury News, a march of peace loving, open minded, love for everybody support for Illegal Aliens turned violent and ended up in a riot.  This line caught my attention:

Many in the group were carrying makeshift torches as they marched, breaking storefront windows and writing “anarchist graffiti” on buildings,

Somebody seems to be watching way too many late night movies at the local revolutionary coffee house in Santa Clara. But I doubt something like that is gonna happen with the locals here in South Florida. First Cubans, Puerto Ricans and Hatians don’t give a damn squat about Mexican (<gasp!> Brown brothers not united? No.</gasp>) and second, we have this thing called law and more precisely Title XLVI, Chapter 776,

Justifiable Use Of Force.

776.08  Forcible felony.–”Forcible felony” means treason; murder; manslaughter; sexual battery; carjacking; home-invasion robbery; robbery; burglary; arson; kidnapping; aggravated assault; aggravated battery; aggravated stalking; aircraft piracy; unlawful throwing, placing, or discharging of a destructive device or bomb; and any other felony which involves the use or threat of physical force or violence against any individual.

Like I said, I don’t imaging seeing stupid kids in dressed all in black roaming the streets of Miami with torches… at least not vertically for long.  Either the heat stroke would drop them or store owners would get some trigger practice between sips of cuban coffee and bites of rotis. (pass the Tabasco, would ya?)

“The Government will help you.”

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Going through the news, photos and videos coming out of Haiti, you cannot help but realize the folly of relying on the Government for immediate help. I am not saying that Big Evil Government will not help, but it is a huge slow animal that will take a long tome to get going and, in the meantime, you are on your own.

And as the bureaucracies slowly churn into action, the regular folk are left to their own devices. Most folk will actually try to recreate some sort of mini-society, a tribe if you please, but some will just become a pack of predators with murder and mischief in their minds.The power of armed roaming criminals is awesome. Not just because they are armed but the level of violence they can inflict is something we are not accustomed to see as civilized people. It feeds its violence on itself and even the most simple and peaceful of men will do things that are unthinkable, the hardened criminal will reach new heights of cruelty. Mobs are nasty and Desperate Mobs are cancerous and unforgiving. The result is that rescue efforts will be delayed or denied because safety cannot be guaranteed just as it is happening in Haiti where medical teams are being pulled out because it has turned too dangerous for them to do their mercy work.

I have lived through a total breakdown of law and order. I’ve seen neighbors turn to neighbors for support and neighbors turning against neighbors in frenzy. I saw people getting killed in very horrific ways and sadly I understood the phrase “Life is cheap” in a very short time. We escaped the mayhem not because the mob suddenly developed a conscience (news flash: Mob Mentality does not include conscience or morals) but because we were ready to inflict serious deadly force and managed to transmit the message in a clear and concise way to the looters. Our property was left alone while the Mob went looking for softer or more rewarding targets and they did. I saw more people getting killed and homes and businesses being painfully stripped of anything remotely of value like a cow under a piranha attack.

And the biggest shock of all was that the mob was not faceless and anonymous. I saw people I knew for short, medium and long time in it. They became animals just going about their wild business no matter what past history they had with the neighbor they were looting. It didn’t matter to them, the “reward,” the immediate satisfaction and the feeling pf power that a mob gives was too intoxicating for them to think coherently about what they were doing.

I don’t think I slept for three days. Things started to “calm down” not because sanity returned but because there was nothing much left to loot and the mobs moved on. It took the local government 5 days to send a semblance of authority to the area and only then people became individuals again. Some were embarrassed for what they did, some didn’t care and I just couldn’t digest all that happened. I have most of it now but there is this sense of “I can’t believe it happened” still in my brain. The old “Be polite, be professional but have a plan to kill everyone you meet” is relevant as sad as it may be.

Haiti: It has begun.

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CBS is reporting that gangs of machete wielding thugs are no roaming the streets looking for food.

Here is a quote:

Fights between gangs were seen on the streets. Machetes were flailing and it was impossible to predict what would happen next.

There was no sign of police or any kind of law and order.

The United nations also reported that looters broke into the UN’s warehouses to steal the food and other supplies they had for the nation. Now there is probably nothing to give to the defenseless because the morons at the UN were probably at the local child whorehouse . And the Red Cross points out that 4,000 criminals held at Haitian Prisons are out and roaming amongst the regular folk.  The British Newspaper The Telegraph on line even reports the sound of gunfire which they believe is people fending off looters in order to keep their belongings.

Many lessons to be learned here. I hope we do.

Liberals need a political Level of Violence.

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“I’ve come to believe he (Clinton) needs a certain level of violence in this country. He is willing to accept a certain level of killing to further his political agenda.

Wayne LaPierre.

The above quote sent shocks all over the media when it was published. It was called crass, uncaring, a lie, another example of the racism of the NRA, etc, etc, ad nauseum. I mean The Liberals-Progressives are well know for their Peace Marches, singing Kumbaya and raising white baby doves that come with olive branches from the factory. They would never resort to violence!….. except history proves otherwise. From bombing government offices in the 60′s to direct physical attacks against those who dare raise a opposing opinion, the Left will not give a damn about direct action and people getting hurt or killed because it will gather headlines that they will control since the Traditional Media are their political whores.

When a black man appeared in a anti Obama rally with a legal rifle and openly carrying a sidearm, The Media edited out to make it appear as it was a white guy and immediately played the race card and doomed assassination attempts against the President. However, when SEIU goons openly beat the hell out of a black conservative during a Town Hall meeting in St. Louis, not only Media was mum, but even the authorities dragged their feet for months before even making the appearance of investigating. Are you scheduled to give a speech in a college? You will be shut out by the Liberals-Progressives without giving you a chance to say the first word and take off stage by force. The First Amendment only applies to ideas approved by them.

Now what is all of what i just mentioned have to do with the opening quote? I mean, that is “healthy and sometimes a bit spirited protest” (yeah sure) but killing? I must be exaggerating.  Well, you wouldn’t say so if you were facing the following “spirited” protest against Chancellor Robert Birgeneau’s house as reported by the Daily Californian.

Between 40 and 75 people marched to Birgeneau’s home near the northwest corner of campus at about 11 p.m. Friday night. Some wielded torches that were allegedly thrown at police, while others broke the outside lighting to the house, overturned planters, damaged “impact resistant” windows on the house and scattered garbage brought from a nearby student housing cooperative, police said

By the way, The San Francisco Chronicle regards this incident as just plain vandalism even though police arrested two people for assault with a deadly weapon on a police officer and a slew of other charges. I am sure the two “freedom fighters” are already released with the apologies of the court and the Officers will be properly remanded for sensitivity training.

Going back to my point. There have been no condemnation from the upper echelons of the Liberal/Progressives against this attack.  Some mid level type have poopooed the events but everything else has been low key or ignored by the Big Media. The end result will be that some other bunch of idiots will try the torch thing again and the results may differ.

I am not going to lie here. If I am woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of crashing items through my window, I will arm myself. If when I peek outside I see and hear a mob chanting and sporting torches, the long gun will come out and rest assured the first imbecile that tries to toss one fire stick my way will receive a  ration of ballistic counterpoints. Arson is a crime and if people are inside a dwelling, it is just plain an attempt of murder and thus lethal weapon is permitted legally and morally a mandate. I will shed not a tear nor feel remorse for the fool or fools that tried to burn my family and myself because I happen to have a different political opinion.

But I also know it will be played different in the Media. I will be seen as the crazy inbred redneck gun owner (It doesn’t matter if you are a Chinese Gay hairdresser, if you use a gun to defend yourself, you will miraculous transformed into a retard redneck) that took matters into his hands and instead of calling police, he exacted vigilante justice on a poor misguided soul who now will become a martyr for Hope and Change. In other words, some poor schmuck died but we can use him so Long Live the Revolution.  Horst-Wessel songs/poem/blogs/films will be written/recorded/produced to commemorate his sacrifice and to prove once again that violence is not the solution and that if it wasn’t for my evil gun, the Poor Schmuck would still be alive and sucking resources from law abiding taxpayers.

So yes, they are willing to accept a certain level of killing to further his political agenda… as long as they are not their asses with the red dot painted upon.

What can one armed man do?

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I have no idea why, but and old memory found me this morning. Back in the early 90′s when I was living in certain South American country now under the firm grasp of a Socialist, massive riots and looting occurred. It was long four days of absolute collapse of the government basic services and control which I lived awake in coffee, cigarettes with a single shot shotgun and a Walther PPK on my waist. Thankfully our property was not affected by rioters since I already had a reputation for being somewhat crazy in Sheepland I was seen in more than one occasion experimenting with home made napalm) and an assiduous patrol kept miscreants pretty much away.

On the second day I was witness to a mob attacking a two story bodega about a two blocks away from my house. As typical of many bodegas in the country, it was owned and operated by one owner and his family and they had their living quarters on the upper floor.  It had no side or rear doors, just the front store gated entrance and side stairs connecting the second floor to the ground level.  I have no idea why the bodega was attacked but looters usually do not need one. When I noticed the attack it was already in progress and I fielded a pair of binoculars from the roof of my house to get a clearer picture. I was upset I what I saw since the looters were people that lived in the area, people that bought from that store and even got credit to purchase items from the owner when they did not have ways to pay for them, yet they thought it was OK to destroy his means of living.

The looters breached the store’s gates and proceeded inside. Seconds later they came out holding on the liquor and cigarettes while whooping their victory. After the booze and smokes were depleted, looters came back pretty much for the rest but this time I heard a firearm discharged sending everybody out running while dropping whatever items they had in their hand. The Bodega owner appeared with a big frame revolver in one hand, surveyed the damage and alongside his family recovered what little they could and proceeded for the next hour or so to secure the store entrance with whatever means they had available. Once they finished, they went inside and I returned to my patrol.

I’d say that about an hour later I checked the bodega again and I saw a large crowd in front. Their demeanor appeared angry and they were looking up at a window on the second story facing the front of the store. Through the barred window I saw a hand come out making go-away gestures but the crowd did not heed. Some in the mob once more attacked the store entrance, but I am guessing the reinforcement was much sturdier because they could not breach it this time. I kept watching the impasse silently congratulating the store owner for his stand when I saw something that chilled me: some idiot looter appeared suddenly with a Molotov cocktail and launched it towards the second story window. Thankfully it missed and hit the wall creating a fireball of little damage against a cement block structure.

It dawned on me that this was now not a bunch of idiots trying to score some freebies from the neighborhood merchant but a full fledged lynching mob intent on murder and nothing could be done to stop them. Police was nowhere to be seen and those not in the mob were like me trying to protect their households or cowering inside them praying to be spared from the wolves roaming the streets. I saw another looter with yet another Molotov cocktail but this time carefully preparing himself for a perfect pitch. He never did. The hand came through the barred second story window but this time holding the revolver and shooting it. One looter down and a Molotov cocktail rolled off his hand harmlessly.

Another looter, incensed by the shooting of his colleague picked up the firebomb and tried to toss it. The revolver went off again and another looter fell to the ground. This one I could see was dead on the spot. My binoculars allowed me to see the head exploding with perfect detail and the body just switching off to a mass of uncoordinated muscles and bones.  I lost track of the Molotov cocktail but I guess it did not go off again because I did not see a fireball, but a couple more appeared in the hands of other looters. More detonations came out the second story window sending two more looters scurrying and at least one of them leaving blood behind him.

This sequence kept repeating itself for another couple of hours. Mob attacking the gate, failing, mob trying to firebomb the upstairs apartment and getting shot for their efforts. I counted at least four dead on the ground and some 8 wounded taken away when the mob finally decided that it was getting to steep a price to pay for their obstinacy and withdrew to seek easier targets. Some 45 minutes later, the store owner and his family came out, loaded their old pick up truck (amazingly left untouched by the mob) with whatever belongings they could pack and abandoned the store. That night the looters came back and set the whole place on fire destroying the only grocery shop in a mile radius forcing the neighborhood to go farther away for their supplies from now on.

I heard later that the Store owner and his family moved to another city. The store was sold for a pittance but the new owner transformed it into a bike repair shop that went bankrupt soon afterward. Last I heard was that the building was abandoned and became a den of druggies and cheap hookers. Nobody was prosecuted for the attacks to the store and thankfully neither was the store owner for defending himself and his family.

So what can one armed man do? When the Shit Hit The Fan, a store owner saved himself and his family against a crowd and bought himself enough time to escape to safety. This was the leasson I learned that day and I hope you may save this little story in your brain’s memory bank for whenever somebody tries to convince you guns are not the solution.