[Mb-civic] Where Uncle Cheeseburger lives - #2
Cheeseburger
maxfury at granderiver.net
Sat Aug 7 03:49:34 PDT 2004
Where Uncle Cheeseburger lives - #2
This is where I live. The jail/prison is 4 blocks from me. Please get me
out of here and back to Los Angeles where I will feel safer... :|
Escapees linked to Mexican Mafia
PEARSALL Five federal inmates escaped Frio County Jail on Friday after
they cut holes in two fences, scrambled through and then walked to freedom.
The fugitives had been in the lockup awaiting court dates for a variety of
nonviolent federal drug and immigration violations. Even so, authorities
labeled them dangerous.
(CheeseNote: This is the prison right in the middle of our little town
which we didn't want, but which our politicians, city and county, forced on
us. It is run by a national? corporation which brings medium/maximum
security prisoners from all over the rest of the country to the middle of
our little town 100 miles north of Mexico under "contracts". The
corporation makes out bigtime, the town and county get chump change. It's
a real racket. People like them have indundated small town America just
like Walmart.)
Saying all five had links to the Texas Mexican Mafia and that one had once
been arrested for murder, officials urged residents to be wary and launched
a manhunt with helicopters, highway blockades and search dogs.
(CheeseNote: I was inside when I heard a helicopter hovering over my house
today. It took me 8.2 seconds to conclude that "someone has escaped from
the jail/prison again".)
"It scares me," Pearsall Mayor Roland Segovia said.
(CheeseNote: Segovia was just reprimanded by the bigwig politicos up north
for illegally running for Mayor and County Commissioner here recently after
he told everyone here "Don't worry, we looked into it, it's legal,
everything's fine, go back to sleep...." His big claim to fame is that he
helped build a baseball field a half block from our sewer plant with a
$500,000 grant help from Texas Parks and Wildlife. It eventually cost
something like $3,000,000. In between the people cooking the books here
and then burning them so no audits could be done, officials would just take
tax money and shout "Who wants to go to the coast and play golf..!!" After
a few hands flew up, they'd just turn to the city secretary and say "Cut me
a check for $2,500...")
While some residents shrugged at what was, at least, the jail's fifth
breakout since 1990, others cast alert and suspicious eyes over their quiet
streets.
The breakout unfolded in daylight, shortly before 1 p.m., unnoticed by two
guards who were keeping watch over 50 inmates idling in the recreation yard.
Elvia Vinton was riding with a carload of colleagues back to work at
Pearsall Intermediate School when the passengers saw movement by the jail
yard.
From the back seat of the car, Vinton watched as a man in a blue jumpsuit
scrambled through a knee-high hole in the bottom of the chain-link fence
lining the northern side of the yard.
Then another man appeared in the hole. This one glared at the car as Vinton
and her friends slowed to watch. Three others quickly followed.
The others appeared shorter and younger. In their green jumpsuits, they
vaguely resembled the green-and-white-clad members of the high school's
football team, the Fighting Mavericks.
Vinton dialed the Sheriff's Office on a cell phone and watched in surprise
as the men stood, gathered themselves and strolled east along San Antonio
Street.
(CheeseNote: The whole town is only about 20 blocks by 20 blocks...)
"When they walked out they were so cool, like they had it made," she said.
"They weren't afraid."
Soon, the search was afoot, drawing officers from assorted agencies who
sometimes looked as if they had galloped out of the Wild West.
Searchers in white hats led horses by the reins while bloodhounds swarmed
and yelped and ran their noses over the red caliche road.
And, as officials combed the brush, residents eyed the alleys and vacant
houses around their homes.
(CheeseNote: The last time people escaped from there, I went down to my
grandparents place a block from here to have a look around, a helicopter
landed unnoticed by me in a nearby field, a sharpshooter took a bead on me
with a rifle and a scope before they realized I wasn't an escapee. I heard
the lead guy say to the other guy a few feet behind him on one knee aiming
through the fence "Take your finger off the trigger..." )
Juanita Garcia Sanchez said when her family heard the news, they peered out
the window toward the unlocked and abandoned two-story house next door,
kitty-corner from the jail.
The windows on the house still were broken, the screens still torn, the
weeds still overgrown, but one thing seemed different. The blinds were closed.
"What if they're hiding in there?" Garcia said.
A few blocks away, Jorge Hernandez had similar concerns about a vacant
house next door but he also had some comfort. He had bought a pit bull
after two previous breakouts, and the dog, Butch, would patrol the back yard.
After two inmates slipped from the jail last year, authorities spent
considerable time and money improving security, said Gary Brown, assistant
deputy chief at the U.S. Marshals Service, which oversees federal inmates.
(CheeseNote: I don't really understand why the rest of the USA ships it's
medium/maximum murderer etc prisoners to my little town, but, again, it's a
phenomenon that has littered south texas, as well as other states' rural
areas for all I know, with prisons, jails, and more prisons. They have
just approved a 1,200 bed new prison on the outskirts of my little town for
Illegal Aliens Etc. That means "anybody and everybody". Our little prison
right in the middle of our town inbetween all the residents' houses was
pushed through by our politicians who like to look good, get re-elected,
and get kickbacks from these corporate clowns behind closed doors. This
little prison was named for the deceased husband of one of our former city
council people. That was one way they were able to get it in here is if
they named it for him...)
The jail then passed separate inspections from the Marshals and the Texas
Commission on Jail Standards. But, Brown added, the examinations have their
limits.
"When someone supplies a tool from the outside to cut through the fences,
that's not something that would pass or fail as part of an inspection,"
Brown said.
U.S. Marshals and Frio County deputies were still interviewing inmates and
guards to determine what happened, but one theory presented an easy
explanation.
An accomplice on the outside could have cut through the 20-foot fence from
the street, Brown said. If so, the escapees probably also had a car and had
bolted for the international border not quite 100 miles away.
"I think they're sitting in a bar in Mexico drinking beer," Brown said.
The fugitives were identified as Manuel De La Fuente, 33; Jorge Arturo
Castaneda-Silva, 23; Luis Angel Garcia-Esparza, 23; Victor Hugo
Nava-Franco, 28; and Reymundo Alaniz-Flores, 46.
The oldest one, Alaniz-Flores, was said to have once been arrested for
murder and to sport tattoos all over his body, including a dove on his
chest and a grim reaper on his paunch.
(CheeseNote: These aren't Santa's Helpers, kids.....)
Without sightings, the manhunt shifted around town into the night, focusing
on a large brushy area about three blocks south of the jail.
(CheeseNote: That's my grandparents place one block from me. They
cordoned off the entire city for quite a while. Nobody could leave without
their vehicles being searched. 8 zillion cops of every shape and size and
unmarked cars and dogs and helicopters and horses and bloodhounds and
etc. More recently they're just concentrating on my area of town where
they think they "might be hiding".)
At dusk, a white pickup carrying a horse trailer pulled up to a home at the
edge of a brushy area on Pine Street, about a half-mile from the jail.
The driver identified himself as law enforcement and told the home's owner,
Roy Villarreal, that everyone should go and stay inside so police could
release search dogs.
Afterward, Villarreal said he would sleep by his gun. He had been through
this before. His sister even had her van swiped by an escaped inmate years
ago.
But Villarreal insisted he wasn't overly worried.
"We've never really had any problems," Villarreal said. "The first thing
they try to do is get out of Dodge, so they don't bother us."
The searchers were less nonchalant.
Dozens of officers from various agencies spread out and hunkered down at
various locations around the perimeter of the county. Others searched for
likely hiding spots.
At one point, Sgt. Jerome Johnson of the Texas Department of Public Safety,
finished briefing reporters and stepped away for some privacy while he
spoke on the phone.
All that could be heard of his conversation was a stern and simple command:
"Anything that comes through there, search it."
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Who needs "CNN's" "war on terrorism". I have Yemeni terrorists with no
papers coming in through Mexico 100 miles south of me, being caught, and
then being released cuz there's "not enough space to hold them" and
murderers making jail breaks 4 block from my house. Our ex-sheriff is in
prison for drug dealing, lol. And all that is nothing, just the tip of the
iceberg. I'm still waiting for San Antonio to come back and try to dump
their 1.4 million people's garbage for the next 200 years (literally) 6
miles north of my little town in a 5,000 acre landfill right on top of our
only source of drinking water, which we beat them once, but they're ornery
and crooks, so they'll keep coming back. There's apparently a lot of money
in garbage of all kinds.
I want out of here, dammit. I feel better in Los Angeles, California where
I used to live with all the gangs, crime, and out of control cops.
LOL.........
I moved there from NYC cuz I got tired of the cold winters up there finally.
LOL............
I still have this estate I'm trying to sell down here in the middle of
nowhere. (Great deer etc hunting down here, we'll also have a new
full-size golf course built here soon as soon as the county can come up
with the $3,000,000 from our taxes that it underestimated this "Project For
The Children Of Pearsall", lol, by.) Help me sell it and I'll donate some
money to your favorite charity, or I'll deliver it to your doorstep naked
with nothing but a bow around me.
I'm tired of living on the brink of disaster.
I'm not going to sleep all night tonight. Again.
Get me back to the chaos of the streets of L.A. where I can feel safe.
:|
And how is *your* weekend going........?
LOL.......................
Cheeseburger
- Where has the sparrow gone now that I need its song.
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