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My LEO & DOT experience yesterday, post removed

Yesterday’s post about FTP (F*** THE POLICE) etc. was best removed as there are developments. Any Justice Department, FBI, SBI, DEA hacks who want to take a look at that post, be my guest. It’s not erased. It’s in “Draft mode” at the moment. There are people all y’all will want on your radar for any crazy foreseeable times to come. The perps are totally powder kegs with short fuses. All the pictures are still in that post, still in the archives of the blog. Go for it. Quite damning, really. It’s just that I didn’t know how damning those pictures were, and how they implicated certain people whose established names and locations come to mind now that a certain timeline of events were established. LOL. Truly: LOL.

Have I already been singled out by said perps? From all indications, absolutely. Whatever. I’m with the ICPC and I can’t stand idly by while assassination threats are made by idiots. Not just graffiti. There’s a lot I’m not saying. Just. Wow. Hah! LOL. Idiots are such totall idiots. But, it needs taking care of, badly, you know, because they ARE idiots.

After putting that post up I had trundled off to see some law enforcement, asking that I be allowed to take pressure off certain powers that be by my painting over some very specific threats. The only reason that wasn’t allowed was because, by law, paint cannot be left on the roadway, and the DOT would have to clean or replace the signs as only they know how to do. The DOT should charge the idiot haters the cost of cleaning, etc.

The fact of it is, the crime was basically solved in my meeting with the Sheriff and the DOT was called and put into action so very quickly that by the time I passed by the scene(s) of the crime on my way back to Andrews the DOT workers were already removing the graffiti. I thanked them for their quick work of it, and the response from these gentlemen was unforgettable:

  • “Thanks for that, sir. I mean we have other things to do. We don’t have time for this kind of crap. The guy who did this ought to be hanged.”

I laughed and thanked them again. The one guy was really upset, and is not the kind of guy you want upset with you. So… that would be an agreement. LOL! That made my day. Perfect. Hah!

But more than this, during that meeting up in Robbinsville, within just a few minutes the Sheriff had signed me on as another chaplain, signing all sorts of forms and such. They have a chaplain who is part time LEO as well with an incredibly awesome CV. But two is often better than one, at least for me as I hope to learn very much from him and the entire Sheriff’s Department. With me having signed my life away on those forms, we then talked a bit more about some some law enforcement matters. Mum’s the word on all that. Hah! What a great morning. What a great morning.

Moral of the story: Go ahead and do something. I’ve sometimes ranted about the seemingly useless “If you see something, say something” advice, but this time everything was put into action literally within seconds. That’s totally cool, restorative, really. Yay!

U.S.A. U.S.A. U.S.A.

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Father George wants a WMD? Yes. So, more investigations on yours truly.

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I miss my hermitage range, a lot. It’s like a 4 1/2 to 5 hour round trip. What to do? There were things I could do there that I can’t elsewhere, such as with moving targets. I once had three plastic coffee buckets (breakfast blend, of course), swinging from different distances. But my favorite was this 1″x1″ by three foot stick swinging, the objective being to cut it in half while it was wildly swinging about 21 feet away:

I’ve been looking for another range close to Andrews, where I could just go at will in the early morning and shoot away.

Why? Well, I do carry in this infamous druggie town where we have murderers (beheadings, burnings, shootings, slashings), especially at the ready with civilian 2a rights as I accompany our law enforcement officers as their chaplain. I should be sharp in skill, wherein smooth is fast. I’m not a natural, so practice is essential. My dogs have been shot lots of times with pellet guns, and Shadow’s house had a 9 mm put through it. I had a visit the other day, but I’m not convinced 100% that it was the perp. He did have plenty of veiled threats, though he was trying to be really polite (as he scoped out the place?). Defense from unjust deadly and imminent aggression in progress is divine right, right?

I went up to the Sheriff’s Department and asked – as the Police Chaplain – if I could use their range at the Law Enforcement Training Center just down the road from the rectory. They were good with that altogether. When, was the question. Early morning, I responded, when no one would ever sign up and so I could just go, say, at dawn. There’s a problem, was the answer, someone who lives not far from there who likes to sleep in the morning.

Hmmm… What to do? I know! Get a suppressor. But in North Carolina that’s considered a weapon of mass destruction. Seriously. No, really. But there is a solution. It starts with an FFL putting in paperwork with the ATF, or BATFE. Great! More sets of fingerprints, more forms. That’s alright. I’m easy with complying to stuff like this.

The problem is that I have only two fingerprints, kind of, left on my hands out of the ten kind of available. The SBI here is good with that, however, and just put them through the first try. I guess they already have some “files” on me. ;-) See:

And then there’s this one (forgot about this):

Looks like I have an appointment to get this all started on Tuesday, one of those “Day Off” things.

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