Monday, June 25, 2012

These rights are trampled by NDAA Sect. 1021, 1022


National Defense Authorization Act  removes these rights granted by the U.S. Constitution

Sections 1021 and 1022 of the 2012 NDAA as they purport to authorize, 1) detainment of persons captured within the United States of America without charge or trial, 2) military tribunals for persons captured within the United States of America, and 3) the transfer of persons captured within the United States of America to foreign jurisdictions, are violative of the following rights enshrined in the Constitution of the United States of America;
  • Article I Section 9, Clause 2’s right to seek Writ of Habeas Corpus;
  • The First Amendment’s right to petition the Government for a redress of grievances;
  • The Fourth Amendment’s right to be free from unreasonable searches and seizures;
  • The Fifth Amendment’s right to be free from charge for an infamous or capitol crime until presentment or indictment by a Grand Jury;
  • The Fifth Amendment’s right to be free from deprivation of life, liberty, or property, without Due Process of law;
  • The Sixth Amendment’s right in criminal prosecutions to enjoy a speedy trial by an impartial jury in the State and District where the crime shall have been committed;
  • The Sixth Amendment’s right to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation;
  • The Sixth Amendment’s right confront witnesses;
  • The Sixth Amendment’s right to Counsel;
  • The Eighth Amendment’s right to be free from excessive bail and fines, and cruel and unusual punishment;
  • The Fourteenth Amendment’s right to be free from deprivation of life, liberty, or property, without Due Process of law;

Celebrating the Shiite ritual of Ashura in Iraq...

High court strikes down Montana campaign fund law


Citizens United v. FEC withstands test

Washington – The U.S. Supreme Court reaffirmed its holding on corporate finance of election campaigns, striking down a state law that limited contributions to very small amounts.


The holding affirms the landmark case Citizens United v. FEC, in which the Court placed no limits on corporate contributions to political action committees in support of election campaigns. The central tenet of the holding is that a corporation has all the same rights under the First Amendment as a person, that electioneering is a form of speech and should not be limited in any way.

In another case, the Court declared most of SB1070 unconstitutional, but let stand in the Arizona law a provision whereby police officers may question defendants whom they have charged with other crimes as to their immigration status.

A decision on the Affordable Health Care Act of 2010 – Obamacare – is expected on Thursday.

Contempt of Congress vote nears on Eric Holder


Fast and Furious charges hit BATFE

Washington – With 1 out of every 4 registered voters polled declaring themselves independent, House GOP leaders readied for a full floor vote on whether to cite Attorney General Eric Holder for contempt of Congress.


The plan hit a snag when a Border Patrol Agent was killed in a firefight inside the U.S. Border near Tucson with rogue coyotes who rob illegal immigrants as they pass through rugged arroyos and canyons on their way to their destinations.

Two of the weapons recovered from the gangsters were among those allowed to be sold to drug cartel smugglers under orders from BATFE agents.

Mr. Holder has made appearances before both House and Senate investigating committees, claiming no knowledge of the affair, only to be contradicted by testimony that indicates that he and other officials at the White House knew about the operation and were kept in the loop.

The House Oversight Committee voted the matter out for a full vote by the House, splitting along party lines. Kowledgeable observers say there is no reason to believe the vote of the full chamber will not go pretty much the same way.


House Oversight Chairman Darrell Issa (R-Ca) told newsmen over the weekend that he does not believe there is any evidence of a White House coverup. (click here)

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Classie Ballou, Sr. "You Ain't Out of the Woods"

Out with a new CD - Yeah, baby!

Seizures - Sheriff of Nottingham in full rein - reign...rain


Law of forfeiture a harbinger of future past

Reading Chapter 59 of Title 1 of the Texas Code of Criminal Procedure as creative writing...

It's a generation that grew up as felons. - Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, Professor of Gonzo Journalism, once a candidate for Sheriff of Aspen, Colorado

(Click on the arrow below, and listen to Big Brother and the Holding Company – loud – while you read this)

Waco - The Society for Creative Anachronism had it going on.

Here was this big, beefy porker dressed up in leotards and a funny looking, floppy little velvet cap, his tunic bloused at the shoulders, ruffles at his wrists and a sword and dagger dangling from a belt girding his loins.

He had by the hand a redheaded chick, her face powdered white as snow, with pearls in her hair and two little girls holding the hem of her skirt up out of the dust, and there were flautists, drummers and trumpeters tagging along, flanked by armored footmen wearing padded armor, bearing halberds and pikes.

“Prithee – all draw nigh and speak well of the Queen!” he cried out loud. With a sidelong and sinister look at the crowd, he glanced about with a menacing brow raised under his beret, “And darest anyone speak ill of the Queen?”

They all responded immediately, speaking as one, “Nay, m'lord. Nay!”

That's when they drew up in a semicircle, the backup singers blew the bugles in fearsome alarum, the drummers banged on the bongos, and the heavies with the sticks beat on their shields, their arms at port.

There, in that pasture among the scrub oak and manzanita, one was transported back to the hick cowtown old London must have been – her grubby citizens and overdressed gentry pandering about the place over just whose crotch they pulled some dame out of, and in what order as to her brothers and sisters, while this bully sauntered around threatening to take their property and cash, tools and homes.

“Silence!” shouted the head badass. “The Sheriff of Nottingham is here to inveigh in the name of the Queen. God Save the Queen!”


All the men bowed; all the women curtsied, and the kids raced around, wide-eyed and excited with all the noise and nonsense. Like kids always are, they were ON, Jack! In their eyes, it was as real as real can get while the Sheriff gave a long recital of the complete beneficence and nearly unbelievable munificence of the Virgin Queen, Elizabeth, her many accomplishments and victorious endeavors – kind of a spoken resumé.

As Mr. Gershwin had written so eloquently, “It ain't necessarily so.”

And, so, this exercise in total fla-hooey, a conceptual combination flea market, bazaar, and exercise in alternative taxation - hand to hand - began to take shape while the tourists gnawed at turkey legs, drank beer from cups shaped like steer horns, and jugglers, gymnasts and tumblers did their tricks among tables laden with handmade silver and gold trinkets and baubles, native jade, blood coral, turquoise, obsidian, opals, garments tailored in raw cotton and silk, leather goods of all types, books, comics, posters, toys and oddly shaped furniture hewn from burls of cedar and cypress.

But, above all, lurking like an undercurrent, one was reminded of the near-total tyranny masquerading as law and order while these heavies gleefully relieved the folks of all the chump change in their coin purses in the name of God, Country, Destiny – and all that jazz – and the hip crowd of craftsmen and artisans dealt both above and under the table, on and off the books, just trying to get by.

Good schtick, even better street theater.

Showmanship goes for something, for sure, for sure, and it goes a long way.

Meanwhile, the folks doing the real deal were helping themselves to fleets of Mercedes Benzes, entire encomiendas of prime acreage, millions stashed in bank accounts far and wide, objects d'art, paintings, furniture, houses – anything of value – and turning that golden country, the land of the free and the home of the brave, into one big old pawn shop on a chessboard where they played for blood, money, and broken dreams. Just like old times.

It's all as legal as the hawks on the quarters, and you don't have to be guilty of anything particularly wrong – or even charged with a crime – if you read the law carefully - very carefully.

What's more, it can happen as quickly as you can say decree ní si, as in damned if you don't, or invoke the kind of now for then doublethink of the judgment nunc pro tunc.


Those deeds?

They'll get to all that later, but for now, the funds are frozen, the deed is encumbered, the title is revoked and the assets have been seized - in the name of the law.

The cash is placed in escrow, the cars, tools, and other goods in storage, the deeds of the real property encumbered, and we're off the races, in which the – ah, well, you know – the subject of the investigation may enter a suit of replevin to recover his property - if he can show it was taken unlawfully - but, in any case, the matter is carried out by the criminal prosecutor under the rules of civil procedure.

That means the criminal prosecutor need only show unto the Court by a preponderance of the evidence that the assets seized and then forfeited were contraband and should be retained by the People of the State of – whatever.

Bit of a sticky wicket, doing all that from a jail cell where all phone calls are made collect at rates anywhere from 5 to 20 times the going rate charged a free man or woman, and all the mail is opened and read.

Should have thought about all that before – ah, well, whatever.

“It is the intention of the legislature that asset forfeiture is remedial in nature and not a form of punishment...On final judgment of forfeiture, the attorney representing the state shall dispose of the property in the manner required...”

It's the law. So saith Art. 59.05(e) of the Texas Code of Criminal Procedure.

At any rate, the funds thus obtained are divided between the prosecutors, the cops, the courts and other governmental entities, and recorded as available funds for certain purposes come budget time.

And that, dear hearts, is what all the fuss is about at the McLennan County Courthouse.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

The Five Stages of An Evening of Tequila


Reprinted from the blog of a class clown

Stage 1 - SMART

This is when you suddenly become an expert on every subject in the known Universe. You know you know everything, and generously want to share this limitless knowledge with anyone who will listen. At this stage, you are always right, and the person you are talking to is always wrong. This makes for an interesting argument when both parties have attained the SMART stage of intoxication.


Stage 2 - GOOD LOOKING

This is when you realize you are the undisputed BEST LOOKING person in the entire bar, if not the whole world, and everybody wants you. You can approach a total stranger, knowing that they want you and really want to talk to you. Bear in mind that you are still SMART, so you can easily engage this person in scintillating conversation on any subject under the sun.


Stage 3 - RICH

This is when you suddenly become the richest person in the world. You can buy drinks for everybody in the entire bar, because you apparently have an armoured truck full of money in the parking lot. You can also make bets at this stage, because of course, you are still SMART, so naturally you will win all your wagers. It doesn’t matter how much you risk, because you are RICH.


Stage 4 - BULLET PROOF

You are now ready to pick fights with anyone, and everyone, especially those with whom you have been arguing or betting. This is because nothing can harm you. At this point, you can also confront the partners of those members of the opposite sex who you’ve taken a fancy to. You can challenge them to a battle of wits, or offer to compare bank balances. You have no fear of losing these contests, because you are SMART, you are RICH, and what the Hell...you’re BETTER LOOKING than they are anyway.


Stage 5 - INVISIBLE

This is the final stage of your tequila experience. If you have made it to this point, you can do anything you please, because NO ONE CAN SEE YOU. You dance, buck-naked, on a table to impress the object of your affection, but nobody else in the room can see you. You’re also invisible to the person who would like to take a round out of you. You can walk through the streets, singing at the top of your lungs, because no one can see or hear you, and because you’re still SMART, you know all the words.