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    Entries in Drugs (29)

    Friday
    Sep102010

    The Mexican Drug War Continues to Shock Me

    When I read stories about the victims of the Mexican drug war, I come away with the sense that this is one of the most tragic stories of our time. You can certainly find this news, and there are people writing about the subject, but it has not reached a critical mass in the American consciousness as yet. There is no collective movement to deal with this problem and stop the killing.

    Here’s another tragic story:

    The murders of 25 people by suspected drug hitmen on the U.S.-Mexico border on Thursday was the bloodiest day in almost three years in an area gripped by an escalating drug war, officials said on Friday.

     

    Gunmen burst into several houses in Ciudad Juarez, across the border from El Paso, Texas, and shot people accused of working for rival drug gangs, a spokesman for the Chihuahua state attorney general’s office said on Friday morning.

     Four bystanders were also killed on Thursday as a convoy of hitmen shot its way out of traffic in Ciudad Juarez, local newspaper El Diario said. Police declined to confirm that report, but said 25 people had died in drug violence, in the worst single day of killings in Ciudad Juarez since January 2008, when recent drug murders began.

    Mexican police do not typically release information on death tolls from violence until the day after an incident.

    The rampant bloodshed in Ciudad Juarez, where hitmen detonated a car bomb in July, and other parts of Mexico is helping fuel fears in the United States that the nation may be losing control of drug violence.

    And what can I add? What can I say that will make a difference? Well, being an older fellow, my experience tells me that writing about the subject can’t really achieve much. Most of the people who visit my blog are here for the stories about Father or for the recipes and the lifestyle advice. There’s nothing that a professional blogger can do except note the event, write down a few thoughts, and then engage with the readers of the blog a little in order to clarify or learn from what is going on.

    The drug war is changing attitudes towards legalization of certain drugs, and that’s probably where any discussion about dealing with these events has to start. We are locked in a new and different struggle, one where the act of legalizing drugs would change the landscape where the drug gangs operate. It would, in some ways, force them to move into harder drugs (cocaine and crystal methamphetamine will probably never, ever be legal, but keep hoping, Skippy) and it would force American culture to adapt and grow.

    Can we sustain a violent, bloody gang war on our Southern border? My guess is that we will because there aren’t enough Americans affected by it as yet. When that changes, perhaps we will see that convergence of popular opinion and outrage that I really have not seen as yet.

    Sunday
    Aug082010

    Yet Another Failure to Act in the Defense of the United States of America

    Three federal police agents were gunned down along a highway in Puebla state in July. (Ulises Ruiz Basurto, EPA)Few things bother me more than the out of control drug war in Mexico. Well, that's a misnomer. This war spans most of Mexico and the American Southwest. It has spread into the suburbs of Phoenix, throughout Texas, and is being played out wherever the drug cartels operate. So, really, this is a war that has real implications for the safety and security of American citizens and, to be be really real, it has nothing to do with illegal immigration. The illegal immigrants are too poor to buy the prime weed being smuggled into this country, you see.

    My friends at Stratfor have long been on top of this issue, but here's a particularly good piece from the Los Angeles Times:

    Nearly four years after President Felipe Calderon launched a military-led crackdown against drug traffickers, the cartels are smuggling more narcotics into the United States, amassing bigger fortunes and extending their dominion at home with such savagery that swaths of Mexico are now in effect without authority.

    The groups also are expanding their ambitions far beyond the drug trade, transforming themselves into broad criminal empires deeply involved in migrant smuggling, extortion, kidnapping and trafficking in contraband such as pirated DVDs.

    Undeterred by the 80,000 troops and federal police officers arrayed against them, gunmen frequently take on Mexican forces in the open. Operatives of one group, the Zetas, did so in northern Mexico this spring when they blockaded army garrisons. In June a group believed to be linked to another organization, La Familia, ambushed federal police in the western state of Michoacan, killing 12 officers in early morning light.

    If three or five or twelve law enforcement officers were gunned down in this country by the Zetas, it I want to believe that it would cause a sensation. It would spark outrage. It would motivate us to do something, no matter how feeble or misguided. And yet, this is happening on a regular basis in Mexico as this war spins off into new areas of corruption and greed. It is, in fact, being played out here now but not on a scale necessary to draw the American people into a substantive debate on whether or not our government is doing enough. In fact, we are not doing anywhere near enough. This fellow Calderon is no partner and he is no leader. He is symptomatic of Mexico's corrupt political establishment.

    When will someone in a position of power wake up and realize just how devastating this problem could be if the wrong gunmen shoot the wrong law enforcement officers on the wrong side of that porous border?

    Friday
    Jul232010

    The Desperation of the Petty Criminal

    A video grab shows Sharon Lain, with a woman's girdle wrapped around her face as a make-shift mask, robbing an Oklahoma McDonald'sHow are things right now in American society, in terms of crime and polite discourse? Is this an indication of what lies ahead?

    Authorities said 51-year-old Sharon Lain of Midwest City admitted to being the underwear-masked bandit who made off with the contents of a cash drawer from the fast-food restaurant around 3 a.m. Tuesday.

    A surveillance video captured the woman on tape and was broadcast on local television, prompting several tips that led police to a condemned home on Wednesday night where Lain was found living, said Midwest City Police Chief Brandon Clabes.

    Police found the underwear - a white stretch girdle known as 'spanx' - along with illegal drugs, including methamphetamine.

    "She admitted to her role in the burglary," said Clabes. "And we found the clothes she wore. This was a really bizarre disguise. I wasn't sure what spanx was. I've never seen a woman with one on; now I've seen one on someone's face."

    This was a disguise built around the age-old concept of, necessity is the mother of invention. Which brings me to the question of, what happened to putting a nylon sock over your face? Remember how every decent criminal with a reasonable pedigree would take a woman's nylon and put it over their face, distorting their features?

    Well, thanks to the fact that American women don't really wear nylons anymore:

    Model Erica Campbell in nylons

    And Erica Campbell is a wonderful illustration as to why that's a crying shame, then there just aren't many other articles of clothing that would work as a possible disguise, right?

    What to do with the poor woman in question? Well, she's got a crystal methamphetamine problem. That's a dangerous drug that requires treatment for the subject in question. If she was off the crystal meth, would she be a productive member of society? Do we lock her up, treat her issue, and train her with new job skills or parenting skills or life skills?

    I'm not so sure throwing people away works anymore. There will always be people who won't help themselves. Well, what to do with those that will help themselves? I say, do something.

    Wednesday
    Jun162010

    The Baby Boomers Have Never Grown Up

    Sit in your cheap little folding chair and play your pawnshop guitar, hippiesThis doesn't surprise me in the least:

    America's drug abusers are going gray.

    The proportion of people admitted to treatment for drug abuse who are aged 50 or over nearly doubled between 1992 and 2008, a new government study says.

    Alcohol is still the leading cause of admissions in this age group, but sharp increases were noted in those needing treatment for heroin, cocaine and marijuana, the Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration reports Wednesday.

    I am a notorious basher of the Baby Boomer generation. I was a little too old to be considered a "boomer." I missed the bus to drugville and sextown and freelovesville. I had to comfort myself with being what, at the time, was called a "narc."

    Basically, the chief of police would bring me into his office and ask me who was on drugs. For years, I was in the know when it came to crime in the town where we lived. I knew practically everyone, and what they were into and what was going on. So I told the man what he needed to know. Is that wrong of me? Too bad. 

    Was it revenge? Yes, I was tired of being laughed at because of my pageboy haircut. Having long hair was a blessing and a curse. This is probably why I cut it all off in 1967 and went with a flat top. It went totally against the convention of the day. Was I tired of how people used to laugh at me because I had to wear husky boy pants? There was probably a little of that, but I outgrew the husky boy pants when I was sixteen because mother put me on amphetamines to lose the weight (that's what you did in those days).

    I think I did it because I hate the hippies, and I want their seed to perish from this Earth with them.

    When the Grey Hair is dead, Magua will eat his heart. Before he dies, Magua will put his children under the knife, so the Grey Hair will know his seed is wiped out forever. 

    That sums it up.

    Tuesday
    May112010

    A Policy Shift in the War on Drugs

    God, I love catapults. Why do you ask?I suppose if I was a cynical bastard, with a high-profile blog and oodles of time on my hands, I would figure out where the holes are here:

    The new drug-control strategy, to be released Tuesday, boosts community-based anti-drug programs, encourages health-care providers to screen for drug problems before addiction sets in, and expands treatment beyond specialty centers to mainstream health-care facilities.

    "It changes the whole discussion about ending the war on drugs and recognizes that we have a responsibility to reduce our own drug use in this country," Gil Kerlikowske, the White House drug czar, said in an interview.

    The plan -- the first drug plan unveiled by the Obama White House -- calls for reducing the rate of youth drug use by 15 percent over the next five years and for similar reductions in chronic drug use, drug abuse deaths and drugged driving.

    Kerlikowske criticized past drug strategies for measuring success by counting the number of children and teenagers who have not tried marijuana. At the same time, he said, the number of deaths from illegal and prescription drug overdoses was rising.

    I like the prevention and treatment aspect of this, and I think that prescription drug abuse is where we could solve a lot of problems.

    Let's be up front about something--I'm a Rockefeller Republican. I remember when Nelson outlawed marijuana in New York and put people in prison. I applauded it at the time. What I think we have to remember that, if Nelson were alive today, and if there was an election that needed winning, he'd be for legalization, provided it wasn't too costly. What I'm trying to say is this--I don't care for The Man now. I used to be The Man. My hero was The Man. Well, The Man has full prisons, sick families, and problems galore. Times have changed. Sick people need something to help themselves feel good. And a generation of Veterans cannot sleep or deal with day to day activities because they are too tense and need something to medicate them and calm them.

    Anyway, in terms of money lost on treatment, incarceration, cleaning up messy lives, and in lost productivity, there's no reason not to try to make drug use an issue worth approaching. I will note that it is inexcusable that the Obama Administration waited until now to unveil this plan. What, we couldn't have started the ball rolling this time last year?

    The Obama Administration is, in my opinion, sluggishly slow and has lost an entire year, chasing frivolity and nonsense. In order to govern, you have to be bold and drive the agenda. There's some good common sense here, but it's not bold enough. Legalizing marijuana and using catapults to throw drug dealers into Lake Michigan--that would be bold. I want bold. I want to see a drug pusher fly through the air and land on his fat belly a quarter of a mile out into the frigid waters of the Great Lakes. A man can dream, can't he?

    Oh, and opiate abuse in the military is real--you can read this and find out more.

    Sunday
    May022010

    Try to Avoid Buying a Home That Used to be a Meth Den

    Now, I'm not proud of this fact, but I will get it out there so that my various enemies--of which there are many--will not research this and put it out there themselves. Yes, I used to own a crack house. There, I said it, and I'm not proud.

    I was not involved in the sale of the crack, nor was I aware that it was a crack house at the time. That was all my son's doing. There are many reasons why I don't write about Winthrop as much as I should; many of them are legal reasons, since he is serving thirteen life sentences at the SuperMax prison in Colorado for things that he did in San Diego county to methamphetamine dealers and orphanages. Winthrop is my second child, and he does not get as much attention on the old blog as Miranda does, or as Byron does. My eldest son, Norman Junior, or "Chip the Second," could lose his managerial position at Pot Belly Sandwiches if I were to blog about him, so I'll leave him out of the discussion.

    Winthrop's crack house was a first for Manhattan; it was run out of the lower rear level of our home in New York City. Winthrop had security guards, lookouts, and even a woman in a halter top who would stand on the corner and tell people to go get their crack on behind our place. His crack house operated out of the servant's quarters, and our old butler Stanhope was in on the cut. Firing Stanhope was tough, but you can't have a butler running a crack house with your second child. It simply won't do.

    I think the crack house ran for about two years. The New York City Police Department said that more crack was sold out of the servant's quarters than any other crack house in the city up to that point. Winthrop was sixteen; we got him out of a trip to the joint by dropping a dime, as they say, on Stanhope, who happens to get out in a couple of years. All of this went down in 1988, by the way. 

    When I read things like this, it reminds me of Winthrop's second job, which was in crystal methamphetamine manufacturing and distribution:

    A couple of years ago, friends of ours bought a fixer-up in San Francisco. Nice place, lots of potential. Just one problem: It turned out that the former occupant was a methamphetamine dealer.

    That detail should have been included in the disclosure documents they received prior to the purchase, but caveat emptor and all of that. Not that our friends were overly concerned - that is until they read the New York Times and learned about the health risks they potentially faced. The chemicals used in the production of meth can contain acetone, which is the active ingredient in nail polish remover, as well as phosphine, a popular insecticide. 

    The Times pointed out that meth "can permeate drywall, carpets, insulation and air ducts, causing respiratory ailments and other health problems."  It also quoted experts to the effect that living in a former meth house puts children at greater risk of developing learning disabilities or long-term respiratory and skin problems. And the risk wasn't limited to kids. A 2007 study in Denver found that more than 70 percent of the police who were called in to inspect meth labs later reported health problems.

    Now, I can attest to the fact that crack houses simply attract unsavory types who can't control their eliminations. That's a far easier mess to clean up than anything made by a crystal meth den. When the Johnny Law meth squad finally took down Winthrop's operation, he had four trailers, all of them double-wides, making crystal meth on a round-the-clock basis. His overhead was fairly low because he had his girlfriends, otherwise known as his "baby mamas" in them. His distribution, flawless.

    He's a Rogers, after all.

    Friday
    Apr092010

    What Will We Do About the Mexican Drug War?

    I would imagine that the United States will have to do something, but what that is I do not know:

    After a two-year battle that has killed more than 5,000 people, Mexico's most powerful kingpin now controls the coveted trafficking routes through Ciudad Juarez. That conclusion by U.S. intelligence adds to evidence that Joaquin "El Chapo" Guzman's Sinaloa cartel is winning Mexico's drug war.

    The assessment was made based on information from confidential informants with direct ties to Mexican drug gangs and other intelligence, said a U.S. federal agent who sometimes works undercover, insisting on anonymity because of his role in ongoing drug investigations.

    The agent told The Associated Press those sources have led U.S. authorities to believe that the Sinaloa cartel has edged out the rival Juarez gang for control over trafficking routes through Ciudad Juarez, ground zero in the drug war.

    This is where I have to harp about that ever-elusive thing called strategy. What are our strategic interests? Stability in Mexico, safety for American citizens, and the elimination of the drug trade. How do we get there? How do we achieve stability in a country rife with corruption? How do we protect Americans when Americans are buying and selling the drugs and working with the cartels? How do we get rid of the drugs when the American appetite for said drugs is undiminished?

    If we cannot agree on what to do, then simply saying "build a wall" reduces us to the tactical. Putting more guards on the border, using blimps and cameras, and stopping cars at random are all tactics. They don't address the strategic. And what I would do is this:

    Legalize drugs.

    Oh, I know that won't happen. We could legalize marijuana, and it would dent the cartels a bit, but it's cocaine and heroin that they are trying to move into this country, and you cannot legalize those drugs. You can give the hippies their chronic, and they'll act like idiots and ruin it, but I don't think you can do that in every state. You need to create zones in the Western United States where free-thinking longhairs can get stoned and roll down hills and leave the rest of us alone. I think we've normalized the idea of legalizing marijuana, but we're never going to get used to the idea of buying crack cocaine at Wal-Mart with a driver's license. However, the solution I present takes profitability away from the cartel system, causing said cartels to collapse because their ridiculous profits arm them and allow them to buy people off. 

    In short, the War on Drugs, which seemed like a great idea, failed years ago. No one cares anymore. Who is the Drug Czar right now, anyway? When was the last time the Drug Czar had any real power or juice?

    If effect, then, you have a problem--the drug trade--that cannot be solved by the strategic issue of legalizing the product that gives the cartels their over-the-top profits. You have a status quo that gets people excited about tactics without addressing the strategic. You have a situation where the politician who advocates the tactic of building the biggest prison or the tallest wall wins the discussion while the thinking man who realizes that this is a problem driven by illicit profits and illicit trade and a deep need for narcotics in a sick society is a has been before his career takes off. It's a dead end, therefore, and the only way out of the dead end is to admit that we need to engage in a long, bloody war of attrition with people who aren't going to walk away from their profits.

    Saturday
    Jan302010

    We Never Know Who Will Become an Instant Enemy

    This is yet another example of no knowing who is friend or foe:

    A NATO official says an Afghan interpreter killed two U.S. service members before he was killed himself at a combat outpost in eastern Afghanistan.

    The new details emerged Saturday, a day after the deaths were announced in a brief statement.

    The official, who spoke on condition of anonymity because he wasn’t authorized to release the information, says the attack occurred in Wardak province.

    First reports indicated three Americans were killed but the official said one of the dead was an Afghan.

    It wasn’t immediately clear why the interpreter opened fire.

    Unless we deal with the money issue—what we pay the people who help us, what the Afghan government pays its forces, and the money that comes from the sale of heroin on the world market—we will never have a handle on who the enemy is on any given day. In some cases, pure fanaticism might explain a sudden change of allegiance. But, you cannot deny the allure of money to a suicide attacker.

    Wednesday
    Jan132010

    Judith Miller Takes on the Mexican Drug War

    Jaguar, Belize

    Judith Miller has a look at what’s going on with the Mexican Drug War. It should not surprise anyone to discover that American law enforcement and judicial figures are on the take from the Mexican drug lords:

    Corruption indictments and convictions linked to drug-trafficking organizations, known in police parlance as DTOs, are popping up in FBI press releases with disturbing frequency. In April, for instance, the U.S. Attorney’s office in the Southern District of Texas announced that Sergio Lopez Hernandez, a 40-year-old Customs and Border Protection inspector, had been convicted of drug trafficking, alien smuggling, and bribery. Hernandez pleaded guilty to accepting over $150,000 in bribes and to conspiring to sell cocaine and bring illegal aliens into the country.

    Or consider the case of border inspector Margarita Crispin—“precisely the kind of border corruption case that alarms us,” says William Abbott, an assistant special agent in charge of the FBI’s criminal branch in El Paso, Texas. In 2005, he says, a federal informant tipped off the Bureau that Crispin was deliberately ignoring traffickers who moved drugs and other contraband through her border post. Then, in the spring of 2006, a van that had just gone through Crispin’s lane sputtered out of gas. The driver abandoned the vehicle and fled back across the border into Mexico—and when other inspectors opened the van’s doors, they found nearly 6,000 pounds of marijuana in plain sight. Crispin couldn’t explain why she hadn’t noticed the stash when she had examined the vehicle, according to an FBI press release on the case and an official who worked on it.

    Another year of surveillance uncovered evidence of Crispin’s drug-cartel connections. Though she lived simply in El Paso, she socialized with known drug traffickers in Mexico and had bought two expensive homes and several luxury vehicles there through straw purchasers. Crispin was then arrested. After pleading guilty in 2008 to conspiring to import drugs and abusing the public trust, she was sentenced to 20 years in prison and ordered to forfeit $5 million in assets she was estimated to have stolen.

    I have to interject and question the word “stolen.” That’s the wrong word. Crispin was a gatekeeper, and she was paid to look the other way. The money that she was paid to do this was for services rendered. She did not “steal” anything, unless you consider that she was stealing her pay from the United States government. I don’t think that what they were paying her to be incompetent, corrupt, and incredibly stupid amounted to five million dollars. Drug dealers do a lot of things, but they really don’t steal. They trade in a commodity and they expect to get paid for it. When they do steal, they enforce fairly rigid codes. If Crispin were a thief, the drug lords she was working for would have killed her outright.

    Government investigators believe that Crispin had been working for the cartels for at least a year before she applied to become an inspector. In other words, federal screening failed to detect that, at the time she applied for her job, the cartels had already recruited her to facilitate their cross-border trafficking. At one point, federal investigators say, Crispin claimed to have wanted out of her arrangement with the cartels. “But we think she was kidnapped and forcibly taken back to Mexico to remind her of whom she was working for,” Abbott says. Having family in both Juárez and El Paso, cities within sight of each other across the border, Crispin found herself trapped.

    Abbott says that the Crispin case is atypical. But the potential damage, he stresses, is huge. “You have the mule: an illegal immigrant who carries five pounds of marijuana in his backpack across the border through the desert. Compare that with the border inspector who waves through five completely loaded vans, as she did.”

    Federal screening? The same Federal screening that allowed Major Nidal Hasan to be a Major in the United States Army and hold a Secret clearance? That Federal screening?

    Fairly useless, don’t you think? Especially when there’s enough money to corrupt a saint and when there is family under threat of being slaughtered? Well, I dispute part of that account as well. If the drug lords had to compel this woman to work for them, she would never have ended up with five million dollars in assets across the border. Someone compelled to look the other way, under threat, ends up with nothing because the drug lord would have her killed when she stopped being useful. Crispin was rewarded because she was a willing participant who profited from her own corruption. She was not stealing their money—she was being paid for the service of looking the other way.

    Anyway, it’s good to see Judith Miller practicing random acts of journalism, but I wish someone would have helped her with the usage of that word “steal.” For that, I blame a lack of editing on the part of her editor. That’s a mistake I would probably have made as well. This post probably contains my usual mix of mangled verbiage. We are conditioned to think that crooks steal; drug dealers are the opposite of thieves, in many regards. They are rigidly honest about what they sell, what they charge, and who they pay off. Cops steal from drug dealers; drug dealers just want to sell their products and get paid, without being ripped off.

    This is a good look at the problem, however, so, pay no attention to my nonsense.

    Tuesday
    Dec152009

    More Evidence of a Link Between Tiger Woods and Pain Killers?

    This doesn’t sound good:

    A Canadian doctor who has treated golfer Tiger Woods, swimmer Dara Torres and NFL players is suspected of providing athletes with performance-enhancing drugs, according to a newspaper report.

    The New York Times reported on its Web site Monday that Dr. Anthony Galea was found with human growth hormone and Actovegin, a drug extracted from calf’s blood, in his bag at the U.S.-Canada border in late September. He was arrested Oct. 15 in Toronto by Canadian police.

    Using, selling or importing Actovegin is illegal in the United States.

    The FBI has opened an investigation based in part on medical records found on Galea’s computer relating to several professional athletes, people briefed on the inquiry told the Times on condition of anonymity because they did not want to be identified discussing a continuing investigation.

    There’s no proof Woods was given the drugs, reports CBS News correspondent Mark Phillips, but it’s more bad publicity he certainly doesn’t need.

    Something worth thinking about, I suppose. If anything, should Tiger’s name end up being cleared here, and should he demonstrate that there was no link between prescription pain killers and his accident on November 27, it would go a long ways towards showing him to be a reputable and honest person, at least when it comes to overcoming injuries.