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Monday, October 26, 2009

In the Dark of Night They Come

We get up early. Very early, according to most of the Family.  
Hubby leaves for work around five. About 4:15, the alarm clock buzzes.
This has become the normal time for us to be awake.

We can tell you, we see them five times per week, sometimes more. They come down our road, with the lights turned off but you can hear them. When they slow down to drop off their partners, you can see the brake lights.  
A few minutes later, the same vehicle returns, lights off, to pick up who ever it was they dropped off.  

So this morning went as normal. I grab a cup of coffee and head to the enclosed back porch for my first smoke of the day. I hear the Valve spewing. Look out the window and sure enough, the toxic chemical is being sprayed into the air. Thank goodness, the wind is out of the North today.  

Not much later, I see one of the Sheriff Deputies' cars. Headlights on, and he is wondering around the lot with a flashlight. Better late than never I guess. As I am going on about my morning, at 5:35, I hear six gunshots. Holly shit! We have been here for many years; this is the first time for that. As I peer out my window, I observe the sheriff's car is now pointing his headlights to the West. At this point, I have no idea if the gunshots come from the Law or criminal side of the situation. I then see who I believe to be Law Enforcement, get into his car and leave!   

Now let me tell you, I am shaking like a leaf. It is still pitch dark outside, and the direction of those headlights, would mean he was shooting in the direction, just north of my house. Hell, there are houses over there where he was shooting. They are on the other side of the now empty wheat field. Why in the pitch dark, did he believe he had clear enough vision to empty his six-shooter?

By now, all the porch lights of my neighbors are on and the county commissioner, who lives on this same road, is pulling into this now empty lot. Then just as casually, pulls back out and as far as I can tell goes back home. Later this morning, during business hours, I did see a deputy’s car down there at the COOP. In the time it takes for me to put on some shoes, he had left.

It does me no good to call the Sheriff's office when this happens. The thieves have scanners and know where the deputies are at before striking. They know when someone has called them in and can get in and out of the area very quickly. In over twenty years of living here, they may of caught two of the thieves, and that happened by pure luck.  

Here is my rant on this issue. The state has already made over the counter medications, ordered locked up. One has to show a drivers license to purchase them. Then you can only purchase a certain amount. I am talking about medications like Sudafed. This has helped some with the meth problem in our state, but not enough, apparently. They now want to make these drugs, available by prescription only. Now why in the hell, if I need Sudafed, should I need to get a Dr's written order, when, These COOP'S do nothing to secure those tanks of Anhydrous Ammonia? Those tanks are just sitting there, out in the open. Very easy targets. I want something done about that. The more the other ingredients are regulated, the more times the COOP is ripped off. It will not be long I am afraid to say, that someone will be hurt. Thank God, it was not today! 

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